I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Just a simple sentence.

Just a simple sentence was all it took for him to reverse day and night.

What kind of power was this?

This was not just power!

No amount of power could do this because this was something only God could do!

All the Dark Wing Tribe citizens were completely baffled. They were extremely sensitive to the power of the stars, so they could feel that the power of the stars had completely disappeared. This meant that daylight descending upon this world was not spurious!

Some of the Dark Wing Tribe citizens were already beginning to kneel down to An Lin.

All the Dark Wing Tribe citizens had previously scoffed at An Lin’s claims.

However, the vast majority of them believed An Lin now. The only person who could accomplish what he had just accomplished was God!

“What do you have to say now?” An Lin was like a proud god looking down upon the Dark Wing Emperor with a cold expression.

The Dark Wing Emperor’s body trembled lightly. All his unyielding pride was shattered in the face of this miracle…

He crawled up from the ground with difficulty before bowing. “An Ling of the Dark Wing Tribe pays his regards to the mighty spokesperson!”

All the other Dark Wing Tribe citizens also bowed their proud heads as all of them chimed in, “We pay our regards to the mighty spokesperson!”

An Lin nodded with satisfaction as a stern expression appeared on his face. “Remember this! I am the only spokesperson of God! You are all equal to the other eight tribes as well as the human race. In God’s decree, you shall be rewarded for humility and acceptance!”

All the Dark Wing Tribe citizens bowed and nodded upon hearing An Lin’s words.

An Lin looked up into the sky before pointing a finger directly into the air again. “Now, let darkness descend once again!”

Daylight vanished as his voice fell.

The night sky loomed over the world again as dazzling stars appeared, bringing with them the power of stars.

Countless Dark Wing Tribe citizens looked at An Lin with scorching awe and reverence following the miraculous transitions between night and day.

This was God’s spokesperson! He was the living being closest to this heaven and earth. Thus, wouldn’t it mean that forging a closer relationship with him would be the equivalent of forging a closer relationship with heaven and earth?

All of the Dark Wing Tribe citizens possessed an instinctive yearning for the sky, and this yearning was only amplified after seeing An Lin.

Even the Dark Wing Emperor’s expression had transitioned from resentment to awe and reverence as he looked at An Lin.

He suddenly pledged his loyalty to An Lin. “From this day forth, the entirety of the Dark Wing Tribe would be glad to lay down their lives for Spokesperson An Lin!”

All the Dark Wing Tribe citizens chimed in in unison, “We would be glad to lay down our lives for Spokesperson An Lin!”

An Lin was shocked at how quickly the collective attitude of the Dark Wing Tribe had changed.

He nodded with an indifferent expression. “You have all done quite well. I only came here today in order to show you the truth, and I will be back another day.”

His body disappeared into a mixture of cloud and mist as he spoke.

The entire Dark Wing Tribe worshipped An Lin as they bade farewell to him in a stirring spectacle.

An Lin’s body materialized again in the air several kilometers above the floating continent.

He heaved a long sigh as the joy of flexing spread throughout his entire body.

“Little Na, it’s so good to have your cooperation! I can’t help but give myself full marks for that exemplary display of flexing!” An Lin exclaimed.

“Heehee, I’m glad you’re happy. That was just a piece of cake for me anyway!” Tina’s crisp voice sounded, and she clearly had a lot of fun just then.

“Where to next?”

“Hmm… Let’s go visit the Dragon Tribe!”

Thus, within the luxurious Dragon Palace.

An Lin won over the Dragon Tribe by manipulating lightning right before their disbelieving eyes.

Atop a large island, An Lin manipulated the ocean and transitioned between light and day again in front of a bunch of mermaids and turtles, thereby earning him the esteemed title—Holy High Priest.

In a set of steep mountain ranges stretching as far as the eyes could see, An Lin stomped on the ground as the golden power of the earth shone like the light of the sun before enveloping his entire body, giving him the appearance of an earth-shattering giant.

All the Stone Tribe citizens raised their thumbs to praise An Lin.

On the Holy Martial Clan drill grounds, one Holy Martial Clan cultivator after another challenged An Lin in one-on-one battles, only to be swept aside by An Lin with ease. This was a tribe that had been beaten into submission.

In the harsh lands at the border, An Lin cooked a frying pan meal for the True Demon Tribe.

General Hong Cang and the other True Demon Tribe generals wept tears of joy and announced that this food could only be found in the heavens, thereby acknowledging An Lin as God’s spokesperson by default.

Beside a serene spirit river, An Lin preached the way of peaceful interaction between living beings and nature to all the spirit snakes, which allowed them to attain further enlightenment in the dao of life. After that, he created a spiritual realm for the spirit snakes with the wave of a hand, thereby earning the utmost respect and admiration from the spirit snakes.

The Vermilion Bird Tribe was quite difficult to communicate with. They were an arrogant tribe that didn’t worship heaven nor earth. On top of that, they were all extremely free-spirited and had no set dwelling as all of them traveled all over the world. Thinking back, An Lin and Tina had to capture all the vermilion birds and forced them to reproduce in order to ensure the survival of their species.

In the end, Tina gathered all the vermilion birds in a single place using her omnipotence. This was the only way; An Lin would exhaust himself to death if he had to look for the vermilion birds one at a time!

Thus, An Lin suddenly appeared amid thousands of dumbstruck vermilion birds.

His whole body was engulfed by the Holy Vermilion Flame as he clasped his hands behind his back and looked down upon the vermilion birds like a mighty god. “My name is An Lin, and I used a small spell technique to summon you all here to announce to you all that I am God’s spokesperson! Make sure you familiarize yourself with me!”

All the vermilion birds: “…”

It had to be said that the Holy Vermilion Flame really was quite useful in a situation like this. All the vermilion birds were skeptical of An Lin, but all of them were forced to bow to the flames around An Lin’s body, which evoked within them a sense of fear and reverence.

Thus, An Lin was able to earn the acknowledgment of the vermilion birds through the power of the Holy Vermilion Flame within his body.

This was the last of the nine tribes that An Lin visited, and his mighty feats were deeply ingrained within the memories of all the nine tribes.

Time slowly passed.

Tina could only maintain a thousand times rate of time acceleration, and An Lin would visit the nine tribes from time to time to show them that he was still around, as well as to stamp out a few non-believers that popped up over the years.

Three years later, lightning suddenly exploded in the sky over the holy land that Tina had created, and vital energy surged as an iridescent light erupted as far as the eyes could see.

“Giant An Lin, let’s go to the holy land! A treasure nurtured by heaven and earth has just appeared there!”

Tina’s excited voice sounded, and An Lin jolted in fright just as he was drinking tea with Adam and Eve.