I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1914: Calm Down My A*s!


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Chapter 1914: Calm Down My A*s!

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

An Lin had initially wanted to calm down, yet the crowd of birds around them actually started to taunt Xiaolan! How could he tolerate this?

“Why do you look so angry? You got a problem?” Huang Muzi sneered in disdain upon seeing An Lin’s dark expression. “No matter how angry you are, you still have to put up with it! Being as old as you are, you should understand how our Vermilion Bird Tribe is. We’re not birds that you humans can provoke! Ptui! Trash!”

Huang Muzi spat a column of flames at An Lin’s face.

An Lin immediately used a burst of vital energy to swat it aside.

“Hmm?” Huang Muzi’s expression changed slightly. Then, he immediately roared, “Very well! You actually dare to resist my flame punishment. Have you yet to recognize your wrongdoings?!”

Whoosh!

Huang Muzi spat another column of blazing divine flames at An Lin’s face.

Boom!

A burst of energy exploded violently.

“An Lin!” Xu Xiaolan shouted in alarm.

The flames dispersed.

An Lin still stood in the same spot. However, his face had already been burned black, and even his hair had become singed.

Xu Xiaolan’s eyes widened in anger as she gazed at An Lin’s burnt face. “Why didn’t you block it?”

Even if An Lin didn’t block the flames, he still shouldn’t have suffered such serious burns.

One had to realize, even if An Lin laid down and allowed a Dao Integration Stage super mighty being to pummel him, he still wouldn’t suffer even the tiniest of scratches. That being the case, how could Huang Muzi hurt him?

At this instant, Xu Xiaolan suddenly understood An Lin’s intention.

He’s… trying to act pitiful?!

A look of pain emerged on An Lin’s face. His eyes became red, and he asked in pity, “How did tormenting me feel? Are you satisfied now? Can you lead us to the Great Empress Vermilion Bird now?”

Ying Cai let out a silvery laugh. Then, she spat another column of flames at An Lin’s face.

A colorful divine flame engulfed An Lin’s body.

The stifled groan of a burned male sounded from within the flames. This was the sound of an unyielding male having no choice but to submit under the influence of extreme pain. When Ying Cai heard this groan, a wave of pleasure rushed through her body.

“Heh… Lead you to the Great Empress Vermilion Bird? Dream on! Only the Great Empress Vermilion Bird can request an audience with other beings. Since when have others had the right to request an audience with the Great Empress Vermilion Bird?” Ying Cai chuckled in a mocking tone.

“Unless invited by the Great Empress Vermilion Bird herself, even the other three Holy Beasts don’t have the right to visit Her Majesty. What right do you, lowly beings of an inferior tribe, have?” There was a look of contempt on Huang Muzi’s face as he spat another column of flames at An Lin’s face.

However, this column of flames was suddenly extinguished in mid-air.

Huang Muzi was slightly dazed. Then, he turned his gaze toward the azure-clothed female. There was still a hint of vital energy fluctuation remaining on her hands.

“You actually dared to block the attack for him?”

“Burn her! This f*cking b*tch needs to be taught a lesson!” Ying Cai flapped her wings as she yelled in arrogance.

“Drop the act…” Xu Xiaolan said through gritted teeth. “Even if you’re acting, I still don’t want to see you getting bullied like this…”

An Lin turned to face the azure-clothed female. He then sighed upon seeing her pained and upset expression. “I also don’t want to see you getting taunted by these pieces of trash… I’ve been holding back for a long time already… Since you’ve said this…”

“Chirp! What are you saying? Stand still and accept your punishment!” Ying Cai let out a shrill cry before spitting a column of blazing flames toward Xu Xiaolan.

Just as she spat out the column of flames, a pair of hands viciously clamped down toward her body.

Ying Cai screamed in terror as she felt a fearsome might bear down upon her. Then, the pair of palms started to sink into her body. Her bones and flesh were crushed as she was ruthlessly slammed into the ground.

Boom!

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The devastating force of the strike caused the entire earth to quake.

“You sh*t-talked us for so long, and you even dared to taunt my Xiaolan. I’ve wanted to kill you for a long time…”

An Lin rested his foot on Ying Cai’s head after slamming her into the ground.

“Gasp…”

The Vermilion Birds and mine workers were all stunned.

That human insta-killed a Return to Void Stage Vermilion Bird?!

“You dared to attack a supervisor? You’re seeking death! Die!” Huang Muzi flared up in rage. He flapped his wings and lunged toward An Lin.

Boom!

A hand that was composed of vital energy pressed down and brutally crushed Huang Muzi’s body into the ground. Every single bone in his body was pulverized into dust.

“Is that any way to speak to me?” An Lin said coldly.

“Those who insult the Vermilion Bird Tribe must die!” The Vermilion Bird who had dim blue flames rising from its body flapped its wings and unleashed a divine dao power that swept hundreds of kilometers into the surroundings.

The expression of Dao Zhi—who was watching the battle from afar—changed slightly. “This formidable aura… This Vermilion Bird has already reached the Return to Void Pinnacle Stage…”

Boom!

An Lin casually lashed out with his palm again.

The divine dao power of the dim blue flames instantly vanished into thin air.

Meanwhile, the Vermilion Bird had already been smashed into the ground. It was unclear whether it was dead or alive.

“This…” Dao Zhi sucked in a sharp breath. While he was still in shock at the Vermilion Bird’s power, the white-clothed male had already insta-killed the being that he was shocked by?!

Like three pieces of trash, the three Return to Void Stage Vermilion Birds were unable to put up any resistance before being crushed into the ground by the male.

“No wonder this male dared to attack… He’s definitely the most powerful cultivator of our human tribe! He’s a super mighty being of the Dao Integration Stage!” Dao Zhi came to a sudden realization. No wonder he could win over such a beautiful Celestial Maiden… It was because of his formidable power!

However, he quickly started to shake his head in disappointment again.

“What a shame… So what if he’s a super mighty being of the Dao Integration Stage? In the Vermilion Bird Tribe’s territory, there’s no less than a dozen Vermilion Birds of the Dao Integration Stage. Lashing out in front of his dao partner may indeed feel satisfying. However, the impending retaliation from the Vermilion Bird Tribe will definitely be terrifying beyond imagination. His imminent death is already a foregone conclusion…

“Ah… Foolish…” Dao Zhi shook his head in pity. He looked at the stunningly beautiful female and sighed. “Such a shame about this female… She’s also going to die alongside that male…”

Sure enough, the remaining Vermilion Birds were all rooted to the spot in shock. However, their fury and resentment didn’t show any signs of dying down. Although the mine workers were also astonished by An Lin’s abilities, their eyes were filled with expressions of sympathy. It was evident that they also believed An Lin and Xu Xiaolan’s deaths were imminent.

“An Lin, Xu Xiaolan, don’t loiter around this place! Hurry up and run! Based on your powers, there’s still time for you two to escape!” A male whose red daoist robe had been burnt to tatters suddenly shouted toward the two people in the distance.

There was a stunned expression on Dao Zhi’s face as he looked at the friend that he had just made.

Does Mo Hai actually know those two human cultivators?

Dao Zhi was momentarily dazed. He immediately sentenced Mo Hai to death in mind1. If Mo Hai didn’t shout at those two cultivators, then everything would’ve been fine. Once he shouted at them, however, then didn’t that make him an acquaintance of An Lin and Xu Xiaolan? Would the Vermilion Bird Tribe leave him be? Clearly not!

Dumb c*nts are dumb c*nts…

Why did I choose to befriend him?

Wait!

Befriend him?

A lifeless expression suddenly fell across Dao Zhi’s face. He felt as if a bolt of lightning had exploded in his brain.

F*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck!!!

I just f*cking befriended Mo Hai! Moreover, quite a few other mine workers saw us become friends! Won’t I also be dragged down with him then?

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