I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 87: Ancient Jade Pond of Tibet

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

In the end, An Lin bowed to the pressure of the evil forces.

With four Soul Formation Stage powerhouses imploring him, he couldn’t keep dragging it out.

Seeing the syringe stab into his arm, his heart throbbed in pain.

When he saw his blood start slowly flowing into the syringe, he felt his chest tighten even more and his breaths become even shorter. He quickly turned his head around and averted his gaze.

After drawing his blood, the four sect leaders started to study it on the spot.

They used a spell formation to examine the makeup of the blood and used a spell formation to examine the properties of the blood. They even performed experiments on some small animals.

The more they studied and experimented with it, the more perplexed and miserable they became.

It’s because this blood was…

Way too f*cking normal!

Even the little animals which had drunk An Lin’s blood were still alive and hopping about!

“Is this really the Poison Lord’s blood? I feel like I drew fake blood.”

Heavenly Teacher Zhang had a look of bewilderment on his face.

“Why don’t we draw some more?” Daoist You Mu suggested.

An Lin wanted to call the police.

Draw some more?

These people are bloody scarier than vampires!

“Don’t frighten the Poison Lord,” Daoist Priest shook his hands and smiled kindly, “To normal living beings, this blood is indeed not poisonous. Perhaps this blood contains some mysterious force which is highly toxic only to members of the Blood Tribe.”

Saying this, he turned to An Lin, an earnest look on his face. “Poison Lord, this daoist has a favor to ask…”

An Lin was terrified and instantly yelled, “I refuse!”

“Uh…” An awkward expression appeared on Daoist Priest Xuyun’s face.

He hadn’t even said anything yet, why was he rejected? Could it be that he was this scary?

Seeing An Lin’s expression, Spirit Child Shi had a rough idea of how he felt. “At this moment, the operation to suppress the Demon Emperor is the most important matter in the cultivation world,” he uttered.

“To my knowledge, both the Demon Emperor and Blood God have a habit of carrying their storage rings with them. As long as you cooperate with us and give some of your blood to create extremely poisonous weapons, we’ll let you keep one of the storage rings! What do you say?!”

Hearing the term ‘extremely poisonous weapon’, An Lin felt irked.

However, he had to admit that receiving a storage ring as compensation for his blood… was very enticing!

One had to realize, the Demon Emperor and Blood God were mighty figures of the Soul Formation Stage, and their storage ring was where they kept their treasures!

Was being able to receive such a storage ring not an enticing offer?!

Just like that, An Lin fell deep into thought.

One minute later…

Refusals kept flowing out of An Lin’s mouth, yet he was laying obediently on the bed…

Come! For the love and peace of this world, he was willing to offer up his blood and give up his body!

Cough… he took it a bit too far.

Anyway, An Lin ended up donating half a liter of blood.

One could almost visualize the scene, wherein the great battle to come, the human cultivators would all be wielding weapons smeared with An Lin’s blood when fighting against the Blood Tribe.

…

In the end, the four sect leaders all felt grateful and satisfied as they left, and they went back to preparing for the battle to come.

Meanwhile, An Lin lay feebly on the bed.

He felt like he was not simply sucked dry, but he felt as if his body had been wrung completely clean!

Earth is so scary, I want to return to the Heavenly Court…

Xuanyuan Cheng was still enjoying himself under the seas.

Xu Xiaolan was still enjoying herself in the skies.

Before Green River Sword Immortal left, he gave An Lin lots of pills and elixirs as payment for his assistance.

An Lin looked at these pills and elixirs.

There were some which could quickly replenish vital energy, some which could increase the power of immortal spells for a short while, some which could calm one down and increase their concentration, some which could boost sex drive, some which could supplement calcium…

However, there were f*cking none which could enrich the blood!

“Ah… life is such a struggle,” An Lin lay on the bed and sighed.

The coming battle wasn’t something he needed to worry about anymore. The Heavenly Court would probably send some Earth Immortals over to deal with it.

Because Earth Immortals were powerful, when they teleported through the Southern Heavenly Gate, the space that they traveled through would become turbulent. Thus, a few days were needed for preparation.

Looking at the dates roughly, An Lin expected that the Earth Immortals would arrive in a day or two.

He opened up the cultivator groupchat and found that everyone was talking about the Ancient Jade Pond of Tibet.

Apparently, there were some supernatural phenomena near the Ancient Jade Pond of Tibet last night. There was a five-colored rainbow which stretched across the mountains, and from time to time, there were also heavenly sounds which reverberated throughout the Jade Pond. This had attracted the widespread attention of many cultivators.

Some speculated that these phenomena were related to what the Demon Emperor and Blood God were about to do.

Many cultivators had already started making their way to the Ancient Jade Pond. However, up till now, they were still empty-handed.

Daoist Lin Yi, who was supposed to capture the evil spirits with Tian Lingling, was unable to go due to investigating an unexpected incident in Tibet.

Now, however, there was already no news of this daoist whatsoever.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

He suddenly heard someone knocking on his door.

Could it be that someone has returned to the hotel? It can’t be, aren’t Xuanyuan Cheng and the others still away?

Even though An Lin was a bit puzzled, he still propped his weak self up and with great difficulty, went to open the door.

“Fake Daoist Priest!”

A petite figure suddenly appeared and leaped toward An Lin, almost knocking him to the floor.

“Tian Lingling, be gentler!” An Lin shouted.

He was very frail right now and was truly unable to stand being rammed by a loli.

Tian Lingling ignored him and kept sniffing away at his body as if he were some kind of rare treasure. “That doesn’t make sense, it feels and smells so normal. It doesn’t seem like a body that can poison the Blood King to death…” she muttered.

An Lin: “…”

“Okay, okay. Lingling, stop mucking around. Can’t you see that An Lin isn’t feeling well right now?”

At this moment, a warm and gentle voice sounded.

An Lin looked into the corridor and saw the beautiful Dongfang Xue.

She stood there quietly, a nonchalant grin on her face.

“Ah! Good afternoon, Calm Celestial Maiden!”

His superfan instincts kicked in, and An Lin instantly became more lively, hurriedly shouting out a greeting.

Dongfang Xue held up the bag of ingredients in her hands and smiled, “An Lin, both Lingling and I are very sympathetic of your bitter encounters. So, I’m going to cook a meal for you today!”

Heavens!

Hearing this, tears instantly formed in An Lin’s eyes.

This was such a blessed feeling; his idol was going to personally cook for him!

There is indeed true love in the world!

An Lin invited Dongfang Xue and Tian Lingling in.

There was a kitchen in the presidential suite, and this was where Tian Lingling and Dongfang Xue were cooking. Meanwhile, An Lin lay on the bed and continued his recuperation.

In the kitchen, Dongfang Xue was humming a melodious tune. The knife in her hand flashed about, and the pork chops, green peppers, carrots, and other ingredients were all chopped into neat portions.

Tian Lingling was also busy seasoning the ingredients and was completely preoccupied with what she was doing.

…

Listening to Dongfang Xue’s humming and smelling the lovely aroma wafting from the kitchen as he lay on the bed, An Lin closed his eyes in satisfaction.

…

A brilliant white light suddenly burst forth from the Baiyun Temple teleportation formation which was in the outskirts of Chengdu.

A tall and slender woman, who was wearing black silk leggings, walked out.

She wore a pair of red-framed glasses and held a copper-colored book in her left hand, appearing both intellectual and beautiful.

Yawning, a middle-aged man dressed in white robes with a sword on his waist also walked out.

“Yue Ying, where to now?” the male asked.

“Hmm… Let’s look for my adorable subject representative first.”

Earth Immortal Yue Ying grinned, a look of anticipation on her face.