I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Within the massive Kun Lun City.

There was a large song-and-dance hall on a certain bustling street.

Beautiful women danced and sang here while cultivators drank to their hearts’ content.

Within one of the suites, a fat ball of a man had only just woken up and opened his bleary eyes before reaching for a copy of the morning newspaper, upon which his eyes began to widen with bewilderment.

He slapped the table and stood up with excitement and admiration on his face as he looked at the wanted fugitive on the front page of the newspaper. “Bad*ss!”

“I was initially planning to gather some information and take things slowly, but An Lin actually chose to charge straight in, and he even battled the Immortal King! That’s a Dao Integration Stage super mighty figure!”

The fatso chortled gleefully. “Wait for me, Master An Lin, I’m going to refine an immortal pill that can completely activate the dao of my alchemy. When that time comes, I’ll be powerful enough to demolish the entire Immortal King Palace with you!”

At this moment.

Within the Immortal King Palace.

The six Kun Lun Divine Generals Xing Long, Gui Teng, Lang Ya, Du Hua, He Shen, and Yan Ji.

Grand Elder Fu Haocang, Second Elder Wang Chen, and Third Elder Sun Biyu.

The leader of the Immortal King ambassadors, Luo Yan.

Ten top-rate exalted immortals gathered together. Aside from all of the old monsters stationed elsewhere on the continent, they were the most powerful cultivators at the Immortal King’s disposal, as well as some of the most powerful cultivators on the entire Divine Source Continent.

All of them had reached the Return to Void Pinnacle Stage and possessed powers that would strike fear into the entire world.

At this moment, all ten of these extremely powerful beings were surveying the same footage broadcasted on a photographic crystal over and over again. This was the footage of An Lin’s battle against Feng Wuya.

They had to analyze the enemy first in order to defeat him.

This was what they were currently doing now in an attempt to find a way to kill An Lin!

After an extended period of analysis.

All of the exalted immortal discovered with despair that there was no way they could defeat An Lin…

“It’s no use. This White-Robed Exalted Immortal is an extremely well-rounded warrior with no flaws to speak of!” Yan Ji spoke with a disappointed expression before turning to stare at the man in the image, seemingly a little entranced.

Luo Yan crossed his arms with a dark expression. “He used flames and swords, and his speed was astonishing. Prior to unleashing that mystical technique, his power might be comparable to ours, but after using it, he could even battle on par with the Immortal King for a short period of time…”

Xing Long heaved a heavy sigh. “We have no chance of winning unless we join forces.”

Third Elder Sun Biyu crossed her arms over her voluptuous breasts and chuckled coldly. “We won’t be able to defeat him even if we join forces. Which one of you can catch up to him if he decides to run away?”

Everyone fell silent upon hearing this.

This was an exceptionally powerful being who could even escape from the Immortal King. Even if they could defeat him by joining forces, they couldn’t catch him anyway…

Grand Elder Fu Haocang heaved a resigned sigh. “Let’s leave it for now. The Immortal King has been greatly enraged by that battle and has gone into seclusion to cultivate, leaving everything to us. But it’s not like we can do anything for the moment, so let’s just go with the flow and see how things develop first.”

Everyone nodded upon hearing this. At the same time, they understood that this was not something that could be resolved in a short period of time. This was inevitably going to be a long and drawn-out battle.

After all, if a powerful being like the White-Robed Exalted Immortal was to disguise himself and hide somewhere, even the Immortal King would be unable to find him on this vast continent!

Now that he had escaped, he was definitely going to get far away from Kun Lun City. The Divine Source Continent was so vast that looking for him now would be no different to searching for a needle in a haystack.

However, contrary to everyone’s beliefs.

A handsome man in a black robe appeared once against outside the Immortal King Palace before raising his head with a faint smile on his face.

“Immortal King Feng Wuya, I’m back!”

…

Within the Spring Light Palace.

Yang Lingqian lay on her bed in her red dress with a hint of exhaustion on her face. Her flowing, black hair fell in a casual sprawl around her shoulders, and a section of her long, fair legs could be seen from under her dress. Her clear, beautiful eyes stared up the roof in a daze, seemingly as if she had a lot on her mind.

Was Exalted Immortal An Lin not going to come back?

He was probably going to be gone for a long time, seeing as he couldn’t defeat Feng Wuya.

The Spring Light Palace was an extremely well-guarded place. Was she going to be trapped here?

What if Immortal King Feng Wuya chose her one night? How was she going to resist such a powerful man…

Yang Lingqian pursed her lips with fear and concern in her eyes.

She didn’t blame An Lin for leaving her behind. After all, everyone knew how powerful Feng Wuya was. If he tried to take her away from the Immortal King Palace, it would be far too risky. He was an exceptional exalted immortal, so why would he risk his life for a woman like her?

“Hey, why is it that every time I see you, you’re lying on a bed?”

A familiar voice suddenly sounded.

Yang Lingqian was given a fright, but she repressed the urge to scream upon hearing that familiar voice, and she turned around with an elated expression.

Sure enough, there was a man in a black robe standing next to her with a warm smile on his face.

“Exalted Immortal An Lin…” Tears began to flow from Yang Lingqian’s eyes.

“Why are you crying?” An Lin was a little taken aback by her reaction.

“I… I thought you wouldn’t come back after running away…” Yang Lingqian sat up from the bed as she wiped away her tears.

An Lin chuckled upon hearing this. “I’m a man of my word. I only flex, but I never boast. How could I leave you behind?”

Yang Lingqian was greatly touched by his words and nodded firmly. “I believe you now. Everything you said was true…”

Never would she have thought that An Lin would appear before her so soon.

One had to realize that An Lin had just battled the Immortal King two days ago! Everyone thought he would get as far away from here as possible, but who would have thought that he would return to the Immortal King Palace in such a short time, during such a sensitive period?

“Exalted Immortal An Lin, thank you for coming back for me… I’ll go with you right away…”

Yang Lingqian held onto An Lin’s hands with her own, and an expression of gratitude and anticipation appeared on her beautiful features. This was an exceptionally powerful man who had risked his life to come and save her. How could she not be touched?

“Come with me?” An Lin faltered before a smile appeared on his face. “I won’t leave you behind, but now’s not the time to leave.”

“Huh…?” Yang Lingqian’s body stiffened a little.

“Let me ask you this. Are you touched that I’m saving you now?” An Lin asked.

A faint blush appeared on Yang Lingqian’s face, and she ducked her head to avoid looking into An Lin’s eyes. “Yes… I am extremely touched…”

“Then have you developed a fondness toward me?” An Lin continued.

“Huh?” Yang Lingqian’s mouth gaped open, and her blush deepened before extending all the way to the tips of her ears. “Y… yes, I have, but this is way too sudden. But if you want it… I-I guess I’m not against it…”

Yang Lingqian’s heart rate elevated through the roof as she was reduced to a stuttering mess.

An Lin clapped his hands together with excitement. “That’s great! I’ll keep this up then.”

He gripped onto Yang Lingqian’s hands with an excited expression. “I need you to do me a favor. This is an extremely important favor. I have to make two thousand of the concubines within the Spring Light Palace develop fondness toward me!”

Yang Lingqian: “???”