I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

This announcement dropped like a level-ten earthquake on the Richter scale.

If this was just any Heavenly Sword Sect representative, then no one would be that surprised.

However, what shocked everyone was that the sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect would come here personally!

This was a Dao Integration Stage super mighty figure! To think that a legendary mighty figure would come from afar to celebrate the grand opening of the Four Nine Immortal Sect! What an honor it was just to be in his presence!

Some of the sword immortals here even had tears flowing down their faces as they fixed their eyes on the elegant man in a white robe.

To sword immortals like them, Liu Mingxuan of the Heavenly Sword Sect was a living god! He was the benchmark everyone strived for, for no reason other than the fact that he was the most powerful sword immortal in this world!

This was not a title he had given himself, nor was it given to him by the Kingdom of the Nine States. Instead, this was an unspoken consensus across the entire Tai Chu Continent. In the way of the sword, he was a man who transcended above all others!

After a brief stunned silence, An Lin hurriedly made his way toward this legendary mighty figure. He was feeling a little intimidated, but as the sect leader, he had to welcome all his guests, especially prestigious ones like this.

“You are the sect leader of Four Nine Immortal Sect, An Lin?”

Liu Mingxuan wore a warm smile, and his aura was completely subdued. There was no hint of arrogance or superiority about him.

“Yes, that’s me. I would like to extend the warmest of welcomes to Sect Leader Liu Mingxuan. Our sect is honored to witness the presence of a legendary mighty figure like you,” An Lin responded with a smile. His first impression of this warm and refined man was quite a good one.

Liu Mingxuan nodded with a hint of approval in his eyes. “I have heard a great deal about you. You are undisputedly the most eye-catching cultivator in the younger generation. May I ask where my daughter is?”

An Lin didn’t even get a chance to reply before a set of light footsteps sounded from behind him.

“Father, what are you doing here?” Liu Qianhuan’s voice had lost all its charming wittiness. Her words were as icy as the arctic wind, and her expression wasn’t much warmer.

Liu Mingxuan was undeterred as he turned to Liu Qianhuan with a warm smile. “Huan Huan¹, I’m here to see you, of course. You didn’t even come back to visit the sect after your graduation. I wanted to see how you were doing, so I decided to come here.”

“If you’re here to convince me to go back, then forget about it. I’ve already decided to stay at the Four Nine Immortal Sect,” Liu Qianhuan replied in a cold voice. In her gaze, there was nothing but a resolute determination.

“You’re going to squander your talent if you stay here without an instructor to teach you! If you return to the sect, I guarantee you that you will become the youngest Return to Void Stage sword immortal in the entire Kingdom of the Nine States! Your achievements in the future may even outstrip my own!”

Liu Mingxuan finally cut to the chase. “If you want the Four Nine Immortal Sect to continue developing, I can send one of the Return to Void Stage sword immortals of the Heavenly Sword Sect here to undertake the role of lord of the Sword Pavilion.”

“Do you still not know what I want, even after all this time?” Liu Qianhuan raised her head to reveal a pair of dull purple eyes that seemed to have been dimmed by pain.

“If Huan Huan wants to stay here, then we should just respect her wishes,” a beautiful woman in a luxurious robe standing beside Liu Mingxuan persuaded him.

Liu Qianhuan shot a glance at her. “Zhu Shan, I’m speaking with my father! A slut like you can keep your opinions to yourself!”

An Lin was shocked. This was the first time he had seen such a volatile Liu Qianhuan.

“Huan Huan! Behave yourself!” Liu Mingxuan scolded.

“Don’t blame her, Mingxuan, it’s all my fault…” Zhu Shan tugged on Liu Mingxuan’s sleeve as she whispered with an indignant expression.

“If you have nothing else to say, then I’m leaving,” Liu Qianhuan said expressionlessly.

She really did turn to leave as she spoke.

However, Liu Mingxuan gripped onto her arm firmly.

“Huan Huan, I’m thinking about your best interests. I think you should calm down so that we can have a proper conversation together.”

Liu Mingxuan’s brows were tightly furrowed as he spoke in a solemn voice.

At this moment, at the gate of the Four Nine Immortal Sect.

Tang Ximen stood guard beside the gate.

One sect representative after another flew toward him before showing him their letters of invitation. Only after receiving his nod of approval were they permitted to enter the Four Nine Immortal Sect.

This was a necessary procedure. After all, the Four Nine Immortal Sect was such an important place. If they were to allow just anyone to enter, then this place would be an unregulated mess. Hence, An Lin set a benchmark; only sects with at least one Soul Formation Stage cultivator in their ranks were allowed to receive an invitation letter from the Green Wood Imperial Family, which would then grant them entry into the Four Nine Immortal Sect.

Even though this was a relatively high benchmark, there were still countless sect representatives who gathered here today.

Even though all Tang Ximen did was stand by the gate and check invitation letters, he was still exhausted simply due to the sheer number of arrivals.

Right at this moment, two very special guests appeared before him.

“Big brother, can I get in?” an adorable little girl asked in a sweet voice. She had a pair of large, bright eyes and a set of porcelain-like features. Even though her clothing was quite plain and simple, it still did nothing to subtract from her charm.

Tang Ximen was a little dumbstruck as the two people standing before him were two mortals with zero cultivation base.

“Er… do you have an invitation letter?” Tang Ximen was a little flabbergasted, but there was still a slim chance that these two could be representatives from a sect, so he decided to go through the normal procedures.

The little girl and the elderly woman looked at each other with disappointment etched on their faces.

“Big brother, I-I don’t have an invitation letter, but can I still go in?” The little girl looked up at Tang Ximen with a pleading expression.

Tang Ximen was even more dumbstruck. “Why would you come here if you don’t have an invitation letter? You’re mortals!”

These were two mortals coming here from afar to celebrate the grand opening of a sect alongside a bunch of other powerful cultivators.

This was… way too f*cking weird!

The elderly woman replied, “We met a daoist priest with a cow nose, and he told us that we have an immortal affinity with your sect leader. He told us to come here and that your sect leader would bestow an opportunity upon us if we were to meet him!”

Tang Ximen’s eyes lit up upon hearing this. Things were getting interesting now. “Who is the daoist priest that told you all that?”

With stupefied expressions, the two of them shook their heads.

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Tang Ximen turned to face the little girl as he asked curiously, “Is An Lin your daddy?”

He was already visualizing the plotline for a soap drama with An Lin as the promiscuous male protagonist.

The two of them continued to stare blankly at Tang Ximen.

The little girl then came to a sudden realization as an expression of excitement appeared on her face. “So your sect leader’s name is An Lin?”

Tang Ximen: “…”

Within the Four Nine Immortal Sect.

An Lin was still spectating the father and daughter reunion between Liu Qianhuan and her father.

At this moment, a little boy about five or six years old was joyfully chasing a butterfly and had even unleashed a simple spell technique to increase his speed when he accidentally bumped into an elderly woman.

Bam!

Thump!

A loud thump erupted, and the elderly woman was knocked flying.

“Ow!” Her body tumbled to the ground as she clasped her hands to her chest. Her wrinkled face was puckered with pain, and she let loose a cry of anguish as blood trickled down from the corner of her mouth.

The little body was stunned by the situation unfolding before his eyes.

“Grandma!”

A little girl suddenly shrieked as she ran toward the elderly woman. She immediately began to shed tears when she saw the blood trickling from the elderly woman’s mouth. “Waah… Grandma, are you alright? Please don’t scare me like this!”

“This… this is not my fault!” The little boy waved his hands as he said in a panicked voice. He then pointed at the injured elderly woman and said, “It’s all her fault! I was just running along and she stood in my way. I only bumped into her lightly, but who knew that she would be so fragile? It’s not my fault!”

The little girl charged toward the little boy as she wailed in a desperate voice, “My grandma is going to die! Please save her!”

The little boy was given a fright and immediately pushed the little girl away.

The little girl flew through the air before tumbling to the ground, sustaining many scuff wounds in the process.

“You’re so weak! Are you a mortal?” The little boy came to a realization as a hint of disdain appeared in his eyes, and he scoffed, “You deserve it then! That’s what you get for coming to a place like this!”

The little girl’s body trembled with pain, indignation, rage, and humiliation…

She turned to her grandma, who was in so much pain that she was unable to speak. This boy was clearly at fault, so how did become like this?

She picked up a rock and hurled it at the boy. “So what if you’re a cultivator?!”

The little boy was startled by her words. Actually, he was more startled by the rock being hurled at him.

“How insolent!”

A female voice sounded.

Zhu Shan suddenly appeared before the boy. When she waved a sleeve, the rock was instantly pulverized. A terrifying aura swept forth from her body toward the little girl.

The little girl was paralyzed with fear. In the face of this powerful woman, she felt like an ant who was completely powerless. So this was the disparity between immortals and mortals?

Tears welled up in her eyes, and her tiny body trembled uncontrollably as she resigned herself to her cruel fate.

Right at this moment, a white-robed figure suddenly appeared before her.

He appeared so abruptly, but he was so reliable.

The man waved a hand and shielded the two mortals behind him from the aura sweeping from Zhu Shan’s body as he spoke in a cold voice, “Are you f*cking retarded? How could you do this to a little girl with no cultivation base?!”