I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

After the Dark Wolf God was insta-killed, Blood God Duke instantly halted in his advance.

What was more important? Accessing the ruins or his own life? Of course it was his own life!

At this moment, a lithe and graceful woman in an azure dress had already come charging at him.

Duke’s expression changed drastically. This woman was only Spirit Nurturing Final Stage.

How about… I insta-kill her, grab the jade talisman, and charge into the ruins?

He probably wouldn’t be able to defeat the cultivator with the black sword, but his life force was a lot more powerful than the Dark Wolf God. Even if he received a dozen fatal sword wounds, he could still survive. With that in mind, why not take a risk? He would be fine as long as he didn’t come into contact with the cultivator that had killed the Dark Wolf God.

Duke peered at the cultivator with the black sword and discovered that he hadn’t made a move while the girl in the azure dress was already upon him…

A fierce expression finally surfaced on his face.

Let’s do it!

Duke materialized his crimson spear and leaped with all his might toward the woman in the azure dress.

A shrill shriek erupted in the air as vital energy rumbled like the ocean around his crimson spear.

This was a full-power strike, his sole objective was to puncture the woman’s heart in one swoop!

A longsword appeared in the woman’s hand with one side burning with scorching flames while the other side was crackling with lightning.

The sword slashed downward and heaven and earth shuddered.

Duke opened his eyes wide as suffocating fear surfaced in his heart. His crimson spear was immediately vanquished under the overwhelming power of her slash, and his body was also torn in half…

The sword continued to slash downward, and the entire Heavenly Lake was parted by the force of the slash. Lightning exploded and the scorching flames sent the water temperature rising drastically to a boil.

The Blood God’s body, which had been cleaved in half, was still wailing in anguish.

Scorching flames were still burning the two halves of his body while the terrifying power of lightning was vanquishing every last bit of his body and soul. He could feel his powerful life force seeping away at an alarming rate.

The Blood Tribe took pride in their ultra-powerful life force. Even if their bodies were sliced in half, they could still regenerate. However, the current situation looked like one sword was enough to slay the Blood God…

Despair was written all over Duke’s face as a voice roared in his heart, “How the f*ck is this Spirit Nurturing Stage? To be capable of such a devastating attack, are you f*cking telling me she’s only Spirit Nurturing Stage?!”

The woman in the azure dress was none other than Xu Xiaolan.

She held her Dragon Sparrow Sword in one hand and stood proudly in the air. She was like a Celestial Maiden that had descended to Earth, looking down upon the body that had been slashed in half with a cold, regal gaze.

The powerful Blood God Duke was thus reduced to a plume of smoke by the combination of flames and lightning…

“In… insta-killed again?”

All the cultivators were staring in shock at the scenes unfolding before them.

All the Hua Nation cultivators also turned their gazes upon her with awe and reverence.

The Blood Gods were renowned for their fearsome life force. For him to be slain in one slash by a Spirit Nurturing Stage cultivator was simply unthinkable. Even though the reality was laid out right before their eyes, they were still unable to believe what they were witnessing.

Even An Lin was slightly shocked. This was the first time he had seen Xu Xiaolan in action since she received Shen Yin’s inheritance. He knew that she would be extremely powerful but he still didn’t expect her to be able to slay a Blood God in one strike.

Her dual bloodline coupled with the immortal weapon, Dragon Sparrow Sword, truly made a fearsome combination.

As for all the other foreign cultivators, they were all beginning to sh*t themselves.

But their nightmare had only just begun.

Su Qianyun flew into the air atop her Moonlight Disc and steered through the pack of Dark Wolves in a blue streak as if she was passing through no-mans-land. Regardless of how powerful the wolves were, they all fell to one strike and were all chopped up into pieces.

Tang Ximen was facing off against a few fully-armored DNA warriors. He was also racking up a kill with every slash of his sword seemingly without any difficulty.

Alloy armor? Slashed!

Flames, ice, blades of wind? Missiles, laser cannons, electromagnetic weapons?

All of them were crushed by a single domineering slash!

All the DNA warriors that had traveled from the Mi Nation were slaughtered in quick succession.

They were known as warriors invincible to all cultivators below Soul Formation Stage, but they were now being destroyed by a Spirit Nurturing Stage cultivator…

Xuanyuan Cheng lashed out by slicing huge gaping wounds onto the backs of the remaining two Blood Kings and blood soon exploded forth into the air.

“Where did these accursed cultivators come from? They even killed Master Duke!”

One of the Blood Kings turned to discover that Xuanyuan Cheng hadn’t given chase and breathed a sigh of relief.

“Luckily not all of them are as powerful as those three, it looks like we’ll live to fight another day,” the other Blood King spoke with a relieved expression.

“Myriad Spirit Fate—Death!” a yell sounded from Xuanyuan Cheng’s lips.

The wounds on the backs of the Blood Kings suddenly began to rot and their life force was also being drained at an alarming rate.

“Ah… f*ck, what the hell is this!” One of the Blood Kings roared with pain, and he looked toward his companion to find that he wore an identical expression of despair.

He looked on as his companion’s features withered, and their hair turned white as their vitality was completely drained away…

“NO!” the Blood King roared with despair, but it was already too late.

Xuanyuan Cheng was too busy to even look at them. He had turned to give chase to the hidden sorcerers.

…

The three Jabanese ninjas were hiding near the Heavenly Lake through the use of their body-concealment spell technique. They were all trembling in fear, and their bladders had all been emptied.

They were initially planning to steal a few jade talismans amid the confusion, but they were then treated to the sight of An Lin scoring an insta-kill against the Dark Wolf God.

Hatake Shunshunshi immediately made the decision to not focus on An Lin and set their sights on the other team members instead.

“That woman looks weak, she’s only Spirit Nurturing Final Stage, we’ll go assassinate her!”

“Our team leader’s wisdom is unmatched!”

Before they even had a chance to strike, they saw the woman in question slay the Blood God in one strike.

Hatake Shunshunshi: “…”

The other two Jonins trembled with lingering fear. They were extremely glad that they hadn’t yet had a chance to attack.

“Let’s observe the others.” Hatake Shunshunshi gritted his teeth and set his sight on the other cultivators presumably with jade talismans in their possession.

One of them was beating the crap out of the Dark Wolf Tribe, another was singlehandedly murdering the DNA warriors, and the last one had just killed two Blood Kings through some strange technique and was now going after the hidden sorcerers…

Hatake Shunshunshi felt like his legs were about to give out from under him.

F*ck, where did this team of freakish Spirit Nurturing Stage cultivators come from!?

When he thought back to how he was considering an assassination attempt on their team leader, his flesh would crawl uncontrollably with fear.

“Team leader… should we stage a tactical retreat?” one of the Jonin couldn’t help but ask.

Hatake Shunshunshi felt like this suggestion was extremely reasonable and immediately nodded.

“Yes! The number one quality for us ninjas is to be able to endure humiliation for the greater good!”

Thus, the three of them began to retreat in silence.

“Haha! I knew you Jabanese scum would be around here somewhere.”

A loud voice suddenly erupted beside the three of them.

The three of them turned to see a fatso holding a talisman with a grim smile on his face. The fatso was none other than the talisman prodigy, Chen Jingtian!

A golden talisman had suddenly already appeared beside the three ninjas.

“Retreat!” Hatake Shunshunshi yelled in alarm.

Boom!

A terrifying explosion of flames burst forth and swept toward the three of them, setting the forest alight in a radius of a hundred feet.

“Haha, how do you like the taste of my talismans? You aren’t going anywhere!”

Chen Jingtian tossed out another three talismans which created an impenetrable white barricade in front of the three ninjas, thereby barring their escape route.

“I’ll kill you!” Hatake Shunshunshi turned a chilly gaze upon Chen Jingtian.

Chen Jingtian was only a Spirit Nurturing Final Stage cultivator, and he wasn’t some freakish cultivator either so there was nothing for Hatake Shunshunshi to fear.

“Kill him!” Hatake Shunshunshi commanded as he also sprang into action.

The remaining two Jonins also pounced toward Chen Jingtian as the kunai knives in their hands glimmered with a deathly glow.

“Kongtong Fire Snake!” Chen Jingtian tossed out another talisman which transformed into thousands of flaming snakes with sharp long teeth flying toward his three assailants.

The two Jonins both unleashed Water Dragon Jutsu which collided with the flaming snakes, and a loud explosion erupted as vapor rose into the air.

A flash of lightning pierced through the water vapor toward Chen Jingtian. The source of the lightning was the Chidori technique used by Hatake Shunshunshi.

This was one of Hatake Shunshunshi’s best assassination techniques. Against fatso cultivators who could only rely on talismans, this was a sure-kill technique!

However, right at this moment, the flying sword under Chen Jingtian suddenly transferred into his hand.

Whoosh!

A sword slash carved out a perfect trajectory through the air and collided with Hatake Shunshunshi’s Chidori Jutsu.

Boom!

A terrifying explosion erupted, creating a resounding boom.

Hatake Shunshunshi stumbled into retreat as he surveyed his bleeding hand. He turned an incredulous gaze upon Chen Jingtian and exclaimed in Mandarin, “What the f*ck, I thought you were a talisman prodigy!”

Chen Jingtian waved his sword in a graceful motion as his aura transformed into one belonging to a Sword Immortal. “This fatso here is unmatched in the way of the sword!”

Hatake Shunshunshi: “… Baka!”