I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Xuanyuan Cheng and his group successfully strengthened the seal on the evil spirit pagoda without too much trouble.

There weren’t any unforeseen mishaps on the way, allowing the trio to breathe a sigh of relief.

Now that the Evil Spirit King, the Hundred-Eyed Spider, had died and the seal on the evil spirit pagoda had been successfully reinforced, An Lin’s mission in the mortal world had technically reached completion.

As for exactly what the Demon Emperor and the Blood God were plotting for their next move, that was something that was out of their depths and they could only report the situation to the Heavenly Court.

After completing the mission, all the cultivators bade farewell to An Lin and his group and returned to their respective sects.

Huang Shanshan led An Lin and his group to the Baiyun Temple, which was one of the meeting points for the mission.

Baiyun Temple was situated in a mountain on the peripherals of Rong City, obscured by an invisibility spell formation.

From its exterior, it looked quite mundane and peaceful, no different from a normal temple.

However, it housed a teleportation spell formation within its interior, allowing cultivators to traverse between the Heavenly Court and the mortal world.

Only the Heavenly Court had the right to initiate teleportation, which meant that the teleportation was only operated for a one-way passage.

If the mortal world wanted to communicate with the Heavenly Court, they could only do so by transmitting information through the use of the white jade transmission walls within the temple.

An Lin began to write out a mission report on a white jade wall, which also included information regarding the Demon Emperor and the Blood Tribe. It would most likely require an Immortal from the Heavenly Court to be able to deal with these issues.

“Done!”

An Lin exhaled in relief after completing the report, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

“Haha! We can play around to our heart’s content in the remaining half a month now!” Xu Xiaolan whooped in excitement.

She deeply cherished every day she spent in the mortal world, and her short holiday here had lived up to all of her expectations without fail.

A warm smile also appeared on Xuanyuan Cheng’s face. “What do you guys plan on doing next? I plan to pay a visit to the department of defense to survey some military weaponry, as I feel like this would provide inspiration for my tool refinement craft.”

Xu Xiaolan laughed happily. “I don’t really have any plans; I just want to enjoy myself to the fullest!”

An Lin also nodded in agreement. “Me too, after finishing the remaining shopping assignments, I also just want to enjoy myself to the fullest extent possible.”

Huang Shanshan looked on at An Lin and Xu Xiaolan, feeling a little speechless.

She really wanted to say, look at Xuanyuan Cheng, so eager to learn and improve himself, then look at yourselves!

“Immortal ambassador Xuanyuan, you can call me at any time when you’re interested in visiting the department of defense. I would be happy to arrange something for you.” Huang Shanshan said to Xuanyuan Cheng.

“Yes please, thank you.”

Xuanyuan Cheng smiled warmly at Huang Shanshan, nodding his head in gratitude.

A dazed expression crept onto Huang Shanshan’s face as she looked at Xuanyuan Cheng’s dazzling smile, causing her to lower her head and blush in embarrassment.

Her heart thumped uncontrollably in her chest.

My God… how could such an outrageously handsome man possibly exist!?

Screw all the Korean and Chinese models, they can all get f*cked!

Big Brother Xuanyuan’s looks are beyond perfection, he is my number one prince charming!

Huang Shanshan decided to herself there and then that she wanted to be Xuanyuan Cheng’s figurative warm coat, warming him wherever he went…

Bah! That’s not right, no, she wanted to be his personal secretary instead, never leaving his side…

Hm, that doesn’t seem quite right either…

F*ck it, it doesn’t matter; she just wanted to be wherever Big Brother Xuanyuan was.

Xuanyuan Cheng smiled a little awkwardly while looking at Huang Shanshan’s blushing face.

Huang Shanshan’s blush deepened even further upon seeing his smile, the redness even extending to the roots of her ears.

An Lin and Xu Xiaolan could only look on in amazement at Huang Shanshan’s completely infatuated state.

Huang Shanshan had previously worked so hard to maintain a cold and professional facade, but all that seemed to go out the window in the face of Xuanyuan Cheng’s dazzling smile.

Tian Lingling stood to the side in silence, quietly taking a photo on her phone in commemoration of this event.

What a shock! Tomboy Huang Shanshan blushing at the sight of a man’s smile!

Was this all still a part of her job or had her heart truly been captured…

Tian Lingling’s bright eyes flashed with excitement, and she’d already begun mapping out a storyline for a fan-fiction between the two.

She was very happy. It appeared as if there was a new way to force Huang Shanshan into submission!

…

An Lin and his group returned to their hotel for a bit of rest.

An Lin sat down on a chair before bringing out the final shopping list from his storage ring.

This list was the most difficult one to complete and was thus left for last.

There weren’t many items on the list; in fact, there were only three.

Number one: Compile a photo book comprising of fifty photos of beautiful female cultivators from the mortal world going about their daily lives.

Number two: Collect a small intercontinental range missile.

Number three: Get an autograph signed personally by Dongfang Xue.

An Lin had previously joined the group ‘all cultivators of the world unite together to protect earth’ and there were a few dozen female cultivators in the group.

However, when he stalked their profiles, he could only find photos of a few of them.

This was presumably as most female cultivators were not into taking selfies.

Just as An Lin came to a loss for what to do, a thought suddenly flashed into his head. What about Tian Lingling?

In the end, he assigned this arduous task to Tian Lingling.

Tian Lingling jumped around like a little excited bunny after receiving a huge sum of twenty spirit stones as remuneration before happily accepting the task.

Problems that could be resolved through the use of spirit stones in the mortal world could not even be considered as actual problems!

What An Lin did not tell Tian Lingling was, the guys that paid him for the photos spent a staggering total of six hundred spirit stones for them…

Having completed the first item on the list, he moved on to the second one.

Things like missiles were a public safety concern and could not be easily obtained.

However, An Lin decided to ask for Xuanyuan Cheng’s help, seeing as he was going to do some research at the Hua Nation’s military weapon base soon.

Xuanyuan Cheng also accepted his request without any fuss. Given his identity as an immortal ambassador, it would not be that hard to obtain a small intercontinental range missile, provided he negotiated with them rationally.

And just like that, the second item on the list was also taken care of.

An Lin then cast his gaze on the last item on the list, getting an autograph from Dongfang Xue.

This was a request made by a super fan of Dongfang Xue. Apparently, he had become completely infatuated with Dongfang Xue after attending one of her concerts, to the extent that he even refused to return to the Heavenly Court.

If it wasn’t for his team leader dragging him back to the Heavenly Court with them, he might have just stayed in the mortal world!

Dongfang Xue was a singer, but if you thought that getting an autograph from a singer was a simple task, then you could not be more wrong.

Dongfang Xue was no ordinary singer; she never performed at any business events. The only times she appeared in person was at her concerts.

On top of that, she was extremely willful and performed exactly five songs only at any concert, no more and no less, regardless of the situation.

However, her fans still adored her like crazy, every one of her concerts were sell-outs without fail.

From what An Lin could recall, this popular singer from the Hua Nation was just like the wind.

She came and went without a trace, living her life as she dictated.

Irrespective of what status you possessed, whether that be rich tycoons or powerful government officials, she refused to meet any of them in person.

And the most important thing was, her fans numbered in the millions, but not even one of them had an autograph signed by her!

To secure an autograph from someone who never signed autographs, the difficulty in this endeavor required no further elaboration.

At the time when An Lin’s upperclassman came to the mortal world, he was also an immortal ambassador, but even then, he was still refused a chance to meet the singer.

As he could not complete this task himself, he had now pinned his hopes on An Lin.

Honestly, if it wasn’t for the rich remuneration promised to him, An Lin really didn’t want to accept this assignment.

“Sigh.” Even his identity as an immortal ambassador wasn’t going to do him any favors, what could he do? Use brute force to earn her submission?

Although it wasn’t right to rely on force, one could always make an exception right?

No, no!

An Lin shook his head from side to side, chastising himself for even considering such unscrupulous methods.

If he were to do that, not only would it weigh heavily on his conscience, it kind of defeated the purpose of getting the autograph as well.

“What to do…”

An Lin leaned back in his chair, sighing to himself.

“What’s up?” a crisp voice sounded by his ear.

Tian Lingling poked her face next to An Lin’s, looking down at his list with curiosity in her eyes.

She had just been persuading the female cultivators in the group to hand over their photos.

Now, upon hearing An Lin’s sighs, she immediately ran to his side to see if she could help with anything else and perhaps earn some more spirit stones in the process…

“Hah? An autograph from Big Sister Dongfang?” Tian Lingling’s expression soured a little after seeing this entry on An Lin’s list.

Based on the way she referred to Dongfang Xue, it was clear that Tian Lingling knew her. An Lin immediately perked up in excitement.

“Do you know Dongfang Xue? Would you be able to get her autograph?”