I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

An Lin reported his exploits on Earth to the Heavenly Court.

At the same time, he notified White Spirit Snake and Black Spirit Snake about what had happened on Earth.

Black Spirit Snake immediately relayed this information to Nuwa and told him to stay put on Earth for now.

An Lin’s father and many of his friends were on Earth, so he was naturally not going to abandon them. If things continued to worsen on Earth, he would just have to take them to the Four Nine Immortal Sect.

Peace and quiet resumed.

Of course, that only applied to him.

The higher-ups in the Earth United Army were all in panic and disarray in the aftermath of the recent incident. They suddenly discovered that they had lost the ability to defend themselves! The technological weaponry they had taken pride in was nothing in the face of the Heavenly Human Tribe Great Generals, and their morale was at an all-time low.

This battle did not result in consequences as tragic as the European Alliance battle, but its negative influence rivaled the consequences from the fallout of that battle.

At the Kunlun Mountain front.

White searchlights hung high in the sky, illuminating heaven and earth. An electromagnetic defensive net enshrouded an area over a thousand kilometers in radius, preventing even a single mosquito from trespassing on this restricted area.

An Lin, Da Bai, and Ne Zha were squatting beside the crack with extremely solemn expressions.

“An Lin, hurry up and help me kill this Ne Zha! He’s too strong, we have to kill him first! Woof!” Da Bai’s paws left afterimages in the air as he frantically pressed on the screen before him while his True Lord Erlang avatar was getting bashed.

“I’m coming!” An Lin manipulated his Chang’e avatar, which was countless times uglier than the actual Chang’e, and he too began to attack the nimble Ne Zha.

“Hehe, you think you two are a match for me? How delusional!” Ne Zha chuckled coldly as his agile fingers pressed the keyboard, upon which the Ne Zha avatar on the screen unleashed a combo of powerful spear thrusts!

Splat.

True Lord Erlang and Chang’e were both killed.

The words “Failure” appeared on Da Bai and An Lin’s screens in bold text.

In contrast, the words “Heavenly Court War God” appeared on Ne Zha’s screen.

“Hahaha, I’m the Heavenly Court War God now!” Ne Zha chortled with glee.

This was the free for all battle mode in the Heavenly Court Immortal Battle game, where the final player standing would win the title of Heavenly Court War God. Ne Zha was simply too powerful, and even Da Bai and An Lin combined were unable to defeat him.

An Lin closed the game with a dark expression. “I’m not playing anymore! What a trash game!”

“Ne Zha, let’s continue! I’ll get you this time, woof!” Da Bai was unwilling to give up. He was the one who had started playing the game first, so why was Ne Zha beating him now?

Ne Zha had achieved forty-six consecutive victories in just one day with his Ne Zha avatar. He had climbed to number one on the global leaderboards and was brimming with confidence. “Alright, come at me!”

Those playing the Heavenly Court Immortal Battle game would never imagine that a true Heavenly Court immortal was playing the game with them.

“Senior An Lin, if you find that game too boring, I can show you something fun,” a mellow voice sounded from behind him.

An Lin turned around to discover Ying Luoqing in a crisp white blouse, a red skirt, and a pair of clogs. She had her hands clasped behind her back and was smiling at him with a gentle and soft expression.

Ying Luoqing was dressed in a very simple fashion, but it was an elegant and refined look.

“Show me something fun? What is it?” An Lin was a little curious.

Ying Luoqing looked around before latching onto An Lin’s hand and speaking in a quiet voice, “This is not a good place to talk. Let’s go over there.”

She dragged An Lin toward her private residential quarters as she spoke.

Da Bai and Ne Zha looked at their Starputer watches and fell into silence.

“I suddenly don’t feel so good.” Ne Zha broke the silence first.

Why was it that they were playing games here like a couple of geeks, while An Lin could go on a date with a beautiful woman?

Da Bai pulled out a shiny, golden riceball from his storage ring. “This is the dog food I made. Eat one, and you’ll feel better, woof!”

Ne Zha was a little skeptical, but he still gave it a try, upon which his heart was immediately filled with joy, and he forgot all of his worries.

“Haha, women ain’t sh*t, let’s keep playing!” Ne Zha chortled with glee.

“My thoughts exactly, woof!” Da Bai smiled.

Within a candlelit tent.

Some simple supplies were strewn around, and there was a cute bed to the left of the entrance, upon which a pink blanket lay in casual disorder. A faint, enticing scent wafted throughout the tent. It was a scent quite similar to Ying Luoqing’s bodily scent.

“Hmm? Why did you bring me here? And why are we trying to avoid everyone else?”

An Lin was perplexed.

“An Lin-san, I’ve already set up a spell formation here that can isolate us from the outside world.” Ying Luoqing approached An Lin in a seductive manner.

“So?” An Lin could sense the spell formation Ying Luoqing had set up, and it was one that he could break with a sneeze.

A faint blush appeared on Ying Luoqing’s flawless features along with a sulky expression. “An Lin-san really does like to play dumb. What I’m trying to say is, we can have some fun here…”

She suddenly untied the red sash around her slender waist.

Her red and white witch costume slid to the ground, revealing the entirety of her delicate, curvaceous body.

An Lin was astonished. Ying Luoqing wasn’t wearing anything inside!

No, that wasn’t the point. The point was, why was she taking off her clothes?!

“An Lin-san…” Ying Luoqing called out in a gentle, seductive voice as she made her way toward An Lin.

An Lin was given a fright and instinctively pushed her away.

Ying Luoqing was not expecting An Lin to push her, and she was shoved to the ground.

She faltered momentarily before a blush appeared on her face. “Could it be… that this is what An Lin-san likes?”

She lay down onto the ground in a seductive pose as she spoke.

An Lin: “…”

A gust of wind blew past, and the witch uniform draped itself over her body again.

Ying Luoqing looked up with a dumbfounded expression at the enraged An Lin, and she bit down on her lower lip. “An Lin-san, are you afraid that I’m not clean? Don’t worry, I haven’t let anyone touch me before this…”

An Lin’s flesh crawled as he waved his hands. “What are you doing? Surely I’m not charismatic enough for you to approach me like this?”

“No, this isn’t just a simple approach, this is already…” An Lin gritted his teeth as he looked down at the seductive woman before him. “We’ve only just met for the first time!”

To be honest, this was the first time he had ever encountered something like this. He had seen some Jabanese adult videos in the past, but none of them had followed such a ridiculous progression.

An Lin knew that Ying Luoqing harbored no malicious intent toward him. If she did, she would have already been reduced to a pile of ashes.

“So that’s what you’re confused about. I knew that my irresistible charm wouldn’t fail me for no reason.” Ying Luoqing heaved a sigh of relief.

She looked at An Lin, and her blush deepened. “I possess the psychic constitution, and if I engage in intercourse with a powerful being, I may be able to break through the final shackle and reach the Return to Void Stage… An Lin, you are the most powerful man I’ve ever met. I am willing to give my first time to you!”

“So that’s the reason?” An Lin was astonished.

Ying Luoqing nodded and hung her head. “That’s right, so please, An Lin-san…”

“F*ck off!” An Lin roared.

Boom!

Ying Luoqing shuddered. She felt like she was being confronted by an enraged Heavenly God.

When she came to her senses again, she was the only one left in the room.