I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Emperor An Mang didn’t question Emperor Yi Deng anymore after hearing his response.

After all, he also found the results hard to accept. Under normal circumstances, the Blood Patriarch would only choose the blood of a single cultivator. How come he suddenly chose the blood of three cultivators this time? Moreover, those three weren’t the most powerful, nor were their bloodlines the purest. This was completely absurd!

He suppressed the bewilderment in his mind and once again retrieved a drop of jet-black blood from the black vial. A drop of the Blood Patriarch’s blood was just as, if not more, valuable than an immortal tool!

Boom!

The drop of blood released a crushing aura and instilled a feeling of reverence and worship into the Blood Tribe cultivators below.

Emperor An Mang recited a series of incantations, and layers of nomological power formed amid heaven and earth. These powers all combined together to maintain the vitality of the Blood Patriarch’s drop of blood.

The drop of blood flew toward the statue of the Blood Patriarch and fused into the area between his brows.

The thirty-six supreme beings released a drop of their blood once again. The drops of blood that they released earlier weren’t to be used. This was at Emperor Yi Deng’s request, and he ordered that everything had to be repeated anew.

A mysterious aura rippled outward, and the statue of the Blood Patriarch started moving again. It slowly raised the skull in its left hand.

The thirty-six Return to Void Stage Blood Tribe cultivators all gazed at the statue eagerly. Many of them had initially thought that they were here to make up the numbers. Now, however, they were all filled with a feeling of hope and anticipation.

In the end, the skull pointed toward Laden’s direction again.

Cassidy, Merlin, and Tobias’ drops of blood vibrated violently before flying into the mouth of the Blood Patriarch statue.

The Blood Patriarch statue had a look of satisfaction as it smacked its lips and shut its eyes. It appeared as though the drops of blood that he drank were truly delicious.

All that remained was the sound of breathing and looks of incredulity.

Emperor Yi Deng’s face twitched. He wanted to speak, yet he didn’t know what to say.

It’s still them… How the hell is it still them?!

Splotches of black flashed across Laden’s vision, and his dao heart almost became unstable.

If it occurred once, then one could regard it as a coincidence or an aberration. If it occurred twice in a row, then it was a f*cking undeniable reality!

After all, this place was being watched over by two supreme beings of the Dao Integration Stage. It was impossible for anyone to cheat. In other words, there were three Holy Disciples this time—three completely unexpected Holy Disciples!

Emperor Yi Deng quickly composed himself. Even though a string of curses was racing through his mind, he still put on a gentle smile. “Next, let us celebrate the emergence of our new Holy Disciples! Tobias, Cassidy, Merlin, congratulations!”

An Mang waved an arm, and dazzling multi-colored lights enveloped Cassidy, Merlin, and Tobias. A boundless holy power swept over their bodies. The sky was instantly filled with brilliant colors, and it looked as though a divine being had descended from the heavens.

The Blood Patriarch had made his decision, and Yi Deng and An Mang had to accept it no matter how unwilling they were.

“Congratulations!”

“May our ancestors watch over the Blood Tribe!”

Shouts of congratulations erupted from around the mountaintop.

Members of the Blood Tribe weren’t idiots. The Blood Patriarch had chosen them, and Emperor Yi Deng had also accepted this decision. Regardless of their previous identities, the three people standing before them were the most respected and venerable Holy Disciples now!

These three individuals were already on equal standing with Dao Integration Stage cultivators of the Blood Tribe. Thus, they obviously had to show sincere enthusiasm and lavish praise onto them. As a result, the sounds of cheers and congratulations resounded throughout the heavens.

Under the fervent gazes of the tens of thousands of Blood Tribe cultivators, faint smiles appeared on Cassidy, Merlin, and Tobias’ faces.

They had come here with no expectations, yet they had all received the acknowledgment of the Blood Patriarch. This was a huge surprise for them! They understood perfectly well what becoming the Holy Disciple signified. Not only did their statuses ascend to a new height, but they would also receive vast amounts of resources and great opportunities. This was an opportunity for them to soar to unimaginable heights!

Speculation had already formed in their minds regarding why they were chosen. After all, it wasn’t difficult to identify the similarity between them. If they were to say what linked them together, then of course it was because of Master. It was the mighty power of their master’s holy blood!

Just like that, under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of Blood Tribe cultivators, An Lin’s three servants became the new Holy Disciples of the Blood Tribe.

Without a doubt, the shocking news of the emergence of three new Holy Disciples would sweep through the Dark Marshlands and Tai Chu Continent in no time. This news would undoubtedly create a huge stir.

…

At a city controlled by the Blood Tribe in the Dark Marshlands.

One hundred students had broken through the city gate.

An Lin had flown above the city wall on Da Bai’s back and swung his sword downward. A black sword projection obliterated the city gate and annihilated dozens of Blood Tribe soldiers along the way.

They had learned from their scouts that the City Lord of this city, a Blood Tribe cultivator of the Soul Formation Stage, had suddenly left to attend some important event. The scouts reported that it was the Holy Disciple Nomination Ceremony or something along those lines.

With their most powerful cultivator gone, An Lin’s class naturally had to take advantage and raze this city to the ground!

In fact, even if the City Lord was present, An Lin and the others were still strong enough to destroy the city.

Cries of battle boomed through heaven and earth, and countless immortal spells exploded atop the city walls while releasing blinding flashes of light.

Perhaps the sound of battle was too loud, and Tina, who was laying in An Lin’s lap, slowly awoke.

There was a dazed look on her face as she glanced at An Lin. Then, she looked toward the battle below and became even more confused. “Giant An Lin, where are we?”

“The Dark Marshlands.” An Lin chuckled.

“… I just dozed off for a while, how come we’re suddenly here? Are we here to look for Little Ke and the others?”

“Nah, I’m here for the end-of-semester trial,” An Lin explained gently. “You can continue sleeping if you’re tired.”

Tina pursed her small and dainty lips. “You clearly wanted to wake me up with the sounds of battle. You did this on purpose!”

At this moment, his classmates had already breached the defenses of the Blood Tribe army and successfully charged into the city.

The strongest enemy general had already been sliced into two by Su Qianyun’s Moonlight Disc. The fearsome power of the moon severed the general’s vitality along with his body, and he was as dead as a doornail.

The city gate had been obliterated, and the strongest enemy general had been slain. Although the student army was few in number, their combat capability was extremely formidable. The Blood Tribe army quickly crumbled and fled.

Sword Immortal Ling Xiao swept his sword through the air. A brilliant glow burst forth from his immortal sword, and thousands of white sword projections shot toward the fleeing Blood Tribe soldiers. Then, all of the fleeing soldiers were cut to death.

This was a war between two tribes, so their home-room teacher had to participate as well. Moreover, he couldn’t show a shred of mercy.

Lu Zhan flew to the central region of the city. There was a red, crystal-like barrier there, and a churning pool of blood lay below this barrier.

Blood pools were the core regions of Blood Tribe cities, and members of the Blood Tribe relied on the power contained within these pools to survive when there weren’t any people or creatures to feed on. When a city’s blood pool was destroyed, it marked the destruction of that city.

The blinding flashes of lightning that were crackling around Lu Zhan’s hands gradually formed into a gigantic lightning ball. Then, Lu Zhan tossed this lightning ball toward the red, crystal-like barrier.

Boom!

The explosion of the lightning ball caused the ground to tremor violently.

The barrier exploded open, and the blood pool within it was also enveloped and destroyed by the raging lighting. Before long, all that remained of the blood pool was charred ruins.

The students started cheering upon seeing the destruction of the core of the Blood Tribe city.

One had to realize, wiping out a Blood Tribe city could already be regarded as a significant achievement. Based on this achievement alone, the students would receive the university’s commendation even if they were to bludge for the rest of the end-of-semester trial.

Sword Immortal Ling Xiao smiled in satisfaction. Just as he was about to gather his students, his voice transmission talisman lit up.

He picked up the call, and his expression suddenly became dazed when he heard the information relayed to him.

“An Lin, there’s a piece of news regarding the three individuals that you wanted to keep tabs on,” Sword Immortal Ling Xiao mumbled slowly.

“What news?” An Lin was extremely excited by this, and he immediately flew toward Sword Immortal Ling Xiao.

To a great extent, the objective of his trip here had to do with Cassidy and the others.

Da Bai was also extremely curious. He still hadn’t met An Lin’s three servants yet, and he didn’t know what kinds of mighty individuals they were.

“I heard that they’ve just become the Blood Tribe’s Holy Disciples.” Sword Immortal Ling Xiao still hadn’t recovered, and his breathing was a bit erratic. “Uh-huh, the kind of Holy Disciples whose standings are equal to Dao Integration Stage Blood Tribe cultivators. All three of them have become Holy Disciples!”

An Lin: “…”