I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“That um… fellow cultivators, why don’t we try to come up with something else?”

An Lin was about to burst into tears, and he felt an urge to strangle Xiao Hong to death.

Hearing this suggestion, the cultivators all shook their heads in unison. There was an expectant look in their eyes.

“At present, this is the only feasible method,” Cloud Exploring Daoist said slowly.

“An Lin, we believe in you!” There was a strange blush on Dreamy Voice Fairy’s fine and delicate face, and she spoke in a very pleasant voice.

“This matter concerns the Demon Emperor’s plans… The responsibility for maintaining world peace rests upon your shoulders!” Green River Sword Immortal said solemnly.

“However…”

After grappling with this for a moment, An Lin’s eyes lit up. He had suddenly thought of a brilliant method to avoid this situation. “I can look up pictures of beautiful women online, or I can let Xiao Hong watch some X-rated content!”

Xiao Hong shook her head emphatically upon hearing this. “Master, for the Great Bewitching Technique to work, I must use a 3D source. Otherwise, I won’t be able to render the images in the illusion.”

An Lin didn’t give up and persisted, “But I don’t have any revealing female clothes!”

Right as he finished speaking, aside from Tian Lingling, all the tall and slender females took out a few items of clothing and thrust it before him. These were all erotic items of clothing.

The speed at which they did this was jaw-dropping!

Xu Xiaolan went as far as to retrieve three full wardrobes of clothing, giving him a wide variety to choose from…

Huang Shanshan even took out a bikini swimsuit!

Bikini…

F*ck your bikini!

An Lin was so angry that he almost suffered an asthma attack. Which bastard female cultivator just said that she didn’t wear revealing clothes?

Now she has the nerve to hand me a bikini?!

Doesn’t your conscience ache?!

The female cultivators all lowered their heads, as if to say—we yield to our cross-dressing leader!

The male cultivators all wore a solemn expression and there was sincerity in their eyes as they looked toward An Lin. It was as if they were saying—we pay our utmost respect to our cross-dressing leader!

An Lin: “…”

An Lin still wanted to resist yet he had already been driven into a corner and had no way out.

After mulling over it for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and made one of the most important decisions in his life.

F*ck it!

Isn’t it just womenswear? I’ll bloody wear it!

I’m wearing this for the sake of world peace, I’m wearing this to protect humanity!

An Lin kept telling himself this in an attempt to alleviate the pressure he felt. Then, he started picking from the clothes in front of him.

His hands were trembling as he looked over the revealing items of clothing laid out before him.

Sh*t, why are they all so revealing…

I’ve never seen any of the female cultivators wear these before. What on earth did they buy these for?!

To look at?

…

Eventually, he picked out the least revealing item of clothing.

It was a black crop top and a black miniskirt.

How could this be put? He felt that a black tone wasn’t as perverted as a pink tone and that it was just barely acceptable.

An Lin’s slightly handsome face flushed red.

F*ck, anyone would get embarrassed cross-dressing in front of others!

Although the cultivators all turned their backs to An Lin and looked away, but… who could tell him… why were the female cultivators all holding their mirrors and doing their makeup?

Okay, maybe they all suddenly wanted to do their makeup at the same time. An Lin had nothing to say.

But… why the f*ck were the males also looking into mirrors?!

So be it if they wanted to hold up mirrors…

There were a few who went even further and started to take selfies on their phones!

In the pictures they took, An Lin acted as a beautiful background. These were memorable pictures worthy of being kept.

Tears brimmed in An Lin’s eyes.

Feeling a deep sense of shame, he put on the clothes.

Worn on his body, the black crop top revealed his solid pecs.

Because the black shirt was so small, even his waist was laid bare.

Dressed in the miniskirt, his long and pale legs were also exposed under the sunshine.

That spectacle…

Sigh, forget about it…

“Xiao Hong, hurry the f*ck up and record it!” There was a menacing look in An Lin’s eyes.

Wearing this for even one second longer would be extremely tormenting for him.

Xiao Hong’s slender body trembled slightly. Following An Lin’s request, she quickly started to render an erotic female based off of An Lin’s figure.

3D simulation has begun, starting to scan template…

An Lin’s bust needs to be big. D-cup, no, E-cup is better.

As for the waist, a slender one will do. The buttocks also need to be bigger. That way it’ll be curvier…

The legs need to be smooth, long, and slender. The arms need to be slender and elegant. The eyes need to be limpid like the autumn waters…

Time passed slowly, and it was as if a century had gone by…

…

After successfully recording the template, An Lin was finally able to change back into his normal clothes.

The cultivators all turned back around as well.

The male cultivators looked at him apologetically, and the beautiful female cultivators avoided his gaze with a blush on their face.

Sh*t! What’s with the look in their eyes?!

An Lin felt as if he had been traumatized a second time…

Xuanyuan Cheng walked over and patted his shoulders, a look of encouragement in his eyes.

Xu Xiaolan also stood beside him and said softly, “It’ll be okay. In time, this will all be forgotten. This will all become the past (Although right now, that image is stuck firmly in our minds).”

“Don’t worry. I had a look just then, and your chest is even larger than mine,” Tian Lingling also consoled.

An Lin: “…”

He felt an urge to strangle Tian Lingling to death.

The cultivators all took turns in consoling An Lin, wishing to provide him with some emotional support and have him forget the trauma that he had once experienced.

However… An Lin felt that he would never be able to forget the experience of wearing female clothes…

…

After collecting and rendering the necessary information, Xiao Hong used the Great Bewitching Technique on the Demon King of Wickedness.

After just having recovered a shred of consciousness from the torture he experienced beforehand, the Demon King of Wickedness’ eyes became vacant again. Then, he saw the sexy and erotic Fairy An…

A vulgar smile appeared on the Demon King of Wickedness’ face, and his entire body became hot with fervor.

From the Demon King’s expression, the cultivators were able to deduce that the Great Bewitching Technique had achieved preliminary success.

Then, the Demon King started breathing heavily.

Within the illusory world, he was chasing after Fairy An who was constantly teasing him.

However, Fairy An was a lady (man) that he would never be able to woo.

This was a feeling of despair, and flames of lust raged inside him.

The Demon King’s expressions were spectacular, so spectacular that An Lin couldn’t bear to watch on.

Unable to fulfill his desires, the flames of his lust became boundless, and they raged across every inch of his body.

The Demon King of Wickedness was extremely worked up, yet he had no means of containing or satisfying his lust.

This was a feeling of agony and despair.

His expression gradually became vicious, and his entire body started to tremble.

…

“Who can help me, who can help me…

“I’ll listen to anything you say. I beg you, I beg you…”

The Demon King of Wickedness kept muttering and kept begging.

The Demon King of Wickedness—who was firm and unwavering in the face of brutal torture—finally started to yield now. He was beginning to yield to the cross-dressing male!

“I can help you, but you must listen to and obey my every word!” Xiao Hong said seductively.

A conflicted expression suddenly appeared on the Demon King’s face. However, this expression quickly became one of respect and submission. “Okay, I accept…”

Following the Demon King’s pledge, his face suddenly became blank and devoid of any expression.

This signified that the Great Bewitching Technique had entered its third phase—the phase of obedience!