I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

An Lin rode on Da Bai’s back and silently surveyed the situation unfolding before his eyes.

All of the other cultivators were defending themselves with all their might. As soon as they tried to move to another location, they would be struck by an even more intense wave of attacks.

Sun Yuluo had also joined in on the battle, but he wasn’t really doing much. As time passed by, all of them began to fall into a more and more perilous situation.

“That An Lin really is a shameless man! He’s just hiding behind us like a coward and not contributing at all to the battle!”

The woman named Xue Shan wielded her sword as she spoke with an enraged expression.

All of the other cultivators were also getting quite angry, but they didn’t dare to say anything to An Lin, so they all glowered at Sun Yuluo instead.

Sun Yuluo was being targeted despite his best efforts to contribute to the battle, and he was feeling quite depressed. However, he didn’t say anything as he continued to diligently fend off the crimson humans around them. He didn’t ask for An Lin’s help either as he knew that he didn’t have the right to request for An Lin’s assistance.

“I found the flaw in the slaughter formation!” the Return to Void Initial Stage Zhao Siming suddenly yelled.

He stepped through space and charged to a location over a kilometer away.

Countless crimson petals surged toward him like flying sabers, but his expression remained calm. He slashed a dazzling sword projection through the air, shredding through all of the crimson flower petals and tearing a massive gulf several kilometers in length through the sea of flowers below.

Boom!

The entire ground tremored from the force of his attack.

The slaughter formation suddenly fell silent, and no more crimson humans were materialized by the red spider lilies.

Thus, everyone was rescued from their perilous situation.

“Thank God! I knew Brother Zhao Siming would be able to find a way!”

“Sun Yuluo is so useless, he’s just here to piss us off.”

“Exactly! Not only did he come, but he also brought An Lin here, so we had to divert our attention to guard against him as well.”

“He’s with An Lin now, so he has already betrayed our sect!”

“Heh… It’s good that he’s in the Four Nine Immortal Sect now. Our Heavenly Sword Sect can finally be rid of him!”

All of the cultivators spoke either with joyful or disdainful expressions on their faces.

An Lin had to commend them for their bravery. Were they not afraid of An Lin beating the sh*t out of them for what they were saying?

Sun Yuluo himself was strangely very calm, as if he weren’t the person being discussed.

“Little Sun, aren’t you a little too amicable? They’re talking so much crap about you, and you’re not even getting angry? Woof!” Da Bai was astonished.

A faint smile appeared on Sun Yuluo’s face. “Other people’s opinion of me won’t stop me from eating, sleeping, and practicing my swordsmanship, so why should I waste time and energy with an emotional response?”

An Lin and Da Bai were feeling even more admiration toward him now.

Not only was this Sun Yuluo very stubborn, but he was also as calm and forgiving as a Buddha!

His talents were being wasted outside of the Western Paradise!

“The formation has been taken care of, so let’s hurry up and get out of this place!” Zhao Siming shot a cold glance at Sun Yuluo before instructing the other five disciples.

“Yes, Brother!” The other five disciples nodded in unison.

An Lin couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “You think you’ve taken care of the formation?”

Everyone ignored An Lin. All of them had their eyes trained firmly on Zhao Siming.

Zhao Siming shot a glance at An Lin, and his brows furrowed slightly as he pointed toward the northern direction. “The yin energy there is quite dense, so there’s a great chance that the ancient sword would’ve escaped in that direction.”

All of them immediately flew toward the north.

Right at this moment, the entire sea of flowers suddenly began to quiver!

Countless red spider lilies began to wave in unison.

The crimson flowers became even more dazzling as a peculiar tune sounded.

This was a rhythm of depravity and insanity…

“Ah…!” A male cultivator clamped his hands over his ears in pain, and his eyes gradually turned crimson, having clearly been affected by the infectious rhythm.

“How could this be?” Xue Shan’s beautiful features paled as an extreme sense of danger enveloped her entire body.

“The so-called flaw your revered Senior Brother found within the slaughter formation was not actually a flaw. It was only a sensitive location on the spell formation. So now, he has awakened all of the dormant red spider lilies. Do you understand the situation that you’re in now?” An Lin said with a buoyant grin.

He had gleaned all of the special properties of the flower slaughter formation through the use of his Divine Inspection Technique.

All of the cultivators’ expressions shifted upon hearing this.

Zhao Siming’s expression also became extremely grave.

Right at this moment, the red spider lilies began to materialize crimson humans again.

All of these crimson humans possessed much more terrifying auras than they had before. Not only that, but the entire sea of flowers had sprung into action, as opposed to just the expanse of flowers directly below everyone!

There were not just a few dozen or a few hundred crimson humans, there were tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands…

Countless crimson humans appeared before flying into the air and surrounding everyone.

A female cultivator had already collapsed onto her sword with tears streaming down her face at the sight of all of the crimson humans around them. “It’s over. We’re all going to die.”

“Damn it, if only we had more information on his slaughter formation before we came here!”

“Don’t worry, Brother Zhao Siming will be able to keep the crimson humans at bay…” a male cultivator offered comforting words.

However, when everyone turned to look at Zhao Siming, they discovered that his face was deathly pale, and his entire body was trembling uncontrollably. It was quite clear that he was trying his best to remain calm, but he couldn’t hide the astonishment and despair in his eyes.

“Brother Zhao Siming…”

“Let’s be real here. There are so many crimson humans here that not even ten Brother Zhao Siming would be able to save us! Even that… that An Lin probably can’t do anything here.”

Xue Shan bit down on her lower lip and glared at An Lin as she spoke in a cold voice.

All of the cultivators present turned their eyes toward An Lin with complex expressions. There were expressions of embarrassment and shame on their faces, but there was also a hint of anticipation…

“Why are you all looking at me? Surely you’re not waiting for me to save you!

“You said it yourselves. I’m a shameless, cocky man who can only cower behind all of you. You’re right, I’m exactly that sort of man…”

An Lin pumped his fist to boost morale with a smile on his face. “So best of luck to you all!”

All of the cultivators were enraged to the point of trembling, but they couldn’t do anything.

As sword immortals, all of them valued their pride and dignity. They simply couldn’t bring themselves to beg for An Lin’s help, especially since there was bad blood between An Lin and their sect leader, Liu Mingxuan.

“Let’s pin our hopes on our people. An Lin must be sh*tting himself as well! We can only rely on ourselves at a time like this.”

“That’s right, we’ll find a way! There must be another way!”

Right at this moment, countless crimson humans swarmed toward them at once!

All of the Heavenly Sword Sect cultivators instantly fell into a dire situation.