I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

An Lin was shocked to hear this. “You mean the Heavenly Gods have abandoned the Heavenly Gates and are now engaging in guerilla warfare?”

Xu Xiaolan’s brows furrowed. “Doesn’t the Heaven Crushing Sect have spell techniques to detect the location of the Heavenly Gods? Are they not afraid of being surrounded and killed by powerful beings from the Heaven Crushing Sect?”

A resigned expression appeared on Bai Ling’s face. “The Heaven Crushing Sect has scouting spell techniques, but the Heavenly Gods have ways to bypass them… If they operate in groups, they would exude extremely powerful energy fluctuations, which would allow the Heaven Crushing Sect to detect them.

“However, if they split up and use concealment spell techniques, the story becomes completely different. The Heavenly Gods are constantly obscuring their auras and stalking their prey before attacking and finishing off their prey as quickly as possible. By the time the Heaven Crushing Sect gets there, the Heavenly Gods are long gone, and their prey has already fallen.

“They’re like a bunch of top-rate hunters who we can’t do anything about.”

An Lin stroked his chin. “That’s the downside to Nuwa’s mending of the heavens…”

“Hence, all mighty figures are living in a constant state of anxiety and only by banding together can they derive a sense of security.” Bai Ling sighed.

“Are the cultivators below Return to Void Stage not concerned about this?” An Lin asked.

“Even though the backlash for striking out has decreased for the Heavenly Gods, they still suffer backlash to a certain extent. As such, the Heavenly Gods must feel like it’s not worth suffering that backlash in order to kill weaklings,” Bai Ling explained.

“No wonder some people made reservations for me to help them transcend their tribulations, only for them to mysteriously disappear later.” Everything became clear to An Lin now.

All four pieces of news delivered to him by Bai Ling were extremely important and could affect the entire Tai Chu Continent.

Aside from that, there were a few other things that she reported to An Lin.

For example, Xiao Tu died once again during a battle against the Heavenly Human Tribe.

Or for example, the Four Nine Immortal Sect’s income for this year had swelled to a hundred and thirty million spirit stones.

Or for example, a liquid Heavenly God appeared in the West Sea and engaged in a battle with Lan Xiaoni.

…

An Lin was quite surprised to hear all of these things. He had only been on Earth for less than a month, yet so many things had happened on the Tai Chu Continent.

“Where is Xiao Tu right now?” An Lin felt like he should visit this disciple of his.

“He’s currently in the sect setting up a resurrection formation.” Bai Ling was a little exasperated at the thought of Xiao Tu.

“What’s wrong with that? And hasn’t he already set one up in the sect already?” An Lin was confused.

Bai Ling massaged her brows. “He said that the Spirit Patriarch Palace has good feng shui, so he’s going to set up a resurrection formation in the Spirit Patriarch Palace.”

An Lin: “…”

Spirit Patriarch Palace.

Within a small mystic realm with extremely rich soul power.

The Spirit Maiden was clothed in a red dress, and she wore a frosty expression with her hands on her hips as she glowered at the man working nearby.

This was a man with a pair of inky-black dragon horns, and he was humming a light tune as he dropped a few drops of blood essence from time to time, then occasionally laying down some materials and carving some energy veined patterns.

At this moment, a voice sounded from nearby.

“Xiao Tu, are you still not done with your resurrection formation?”

The man turned around with elation on his face. “Xiao Tu pays his respects to Master. I have to carefully set up my resurrection formation and examine it meticulously to make sure that there are no fallacies whatsoever. Otherwise, the formation will be completely ineffective!”

“Resurrection, resurrection, resurrection… That’s all you think about!” The Spirit Maiden glowered. “Can’t you just f*cking die less?!”

“Sister Spirit Maiden, you have to realize that no one wants to die!” Xiao Tu replied in a meaningful and heartfelt manner, “I have an incurable condition where I like to squander my lives since I have so many of them, so you have to place yourself in my shoes.”

The Spirit Maiden was about to explode with rage. “This is the first time I’ve seen anyone look so justified while talking about how they’re squandering their lives!”

An Lin was a little curious. “How did you die this time?”

“Sigh…” A resigned expression appeared on Xiao Tu’s face as if he was recalling some painful events. “After Nuwa commenced her mending of the heavens, we launched an all-out assault against the Heavenly Human Tribe. I was at the eastern front, and we had just secured a crushing victory…

“However, the Heavenly Gods intervened in the end, and we were unable to press home our advantage.”

An Lin nodded upon hearing this. He knew exactly how powerful the Heavenly Gods were.

Xiao Tu clenched his fists. “But I didn’t want to give up! How could we just retreat after such a resounding victory? Hence, I snuck around the armies as they were facing off. I headed straight for the Eastern Heavenly Gate, intending to destroy it!”

“Gasp…” An Lin’s flesh crawled as he stared at Xiao Tu. “You went by yourself?”

“That’s right.” Xiao Tu nodded.

An Lin’s lips twitched. Saying that he squandered his lives was a f*cking understatement!

This is a Heavenly Gate we’re talking about here! It’s a place teeming with Heaven Pioneer Stage Great Generals and Heavenly Gods! A Dao Integration Stage True Dragon wanted to smash the Eastern Heavenly Gate?!

An Lin was completely astonished.

“Master, you must think that what I did was very illogical, right?” Xiao Tu asked.

An Lin rolled his eyes to make his feelings known.

Xiao Tu continued, “Master, you don’t understand the pent-up emotions and fixation that brews during a battle that has lasted over a century. During this long battle, countless comrades have fallen, and blood has stained the eastern front red. Countless bodies have been laid to rest with the battlefield as their final refuge…

“We’ve tried so hard and fought with our heads on our sleeves, but we were still pushed back over and over again. It felt like despair was closing in on us, making it difficult for us to even breathe.

“Now, we finally secured a crushing victory and destroyed the Heavenly Human Tribe army. All of the pent-up emotions from over a hundred years completely exploded, and the flames of our wrath scorched the earth!”

Xiao Tu’s cheeks were flushed with excitement. “I was also influenced by this enormous battle intent, and I wanted to do more! After battling for over a century, none of us have ever even seen the Eastern Heavenly Gate; this is a massive disgrace to our army on the eastern front! Hence, I took it upon myself to launch a surprise attack on the Eastern Heavenly Gate! Even if I couldn’t bring the Heavenly Gate down, I had to vent my wrath upon the Heavenly Gate! I had to let our enemies know that we have what it takes to strike back!”

An Lin nodded with an earnest expression. “That’s enough, I understand.”

Xiao Tu had tears in his eyes. “Thank you, Master.”

An Lin continued, “So what you’re saying is, you let the heat of battle get to you and decided to relinquish your life, right?”

Xiao Tu: “…”

The Spirit Maiden gave him a thumbs-up. “What a brilliant summary!”

Xiao Tu clasped a hand over his chest with a grief-stricken expression. “Master, please be more gentle with your words!”

“So what happened? Did you smash the Eastern Heavenly Gate?” An Lin asked.

An awkward expression appeared on Xiao Tu’s face. “Er… I was almost there…”

“How close is almost?” An Lin asked.

Xiao Tu: “The Eastern Heavenly Gate was less than five thousand kilometers away when I fell!”

An Lin: “…”

You f*cking call that almost there?

Xiao Tu hurriedly added, “However, something good did come out of this!”