I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Silence engulfed the whole venue as everyone stared at the three people on the ground.

This was just the Spell segment, but there were already two representatives who were severely injured and one who had fallen unconscious…

Could it be that the Heavenly Court representatives had wiped themselves out?

Everyone was completely dumbfounded by the scene in front of their eyes. They had never seen anything like it!

There was only one woman in the VIP stands who was taking great pleasure in their misfortune.

Ha, he really screwed over whoever he came into contact with. Prior to this, he was screwing her over, and now, he was screwing his teammates over. What a pleasant sight to behold!

She seemed to have already forgotten that her objective was to cheer the Heavenly Court on.

“Sob sob… I’m so touched, for God An to go so far just to secure victory for the school…” Tears began to flow down a female student’s face.

“Senior An Lin may have fallen, but he’s forever standing tall and upright in my heart!”

“Who would have thought the competition would be so fierce? The number one spot is certainly not easy to secure!”

“Our three main representatives have fallen, what happens now in the rest of the competition…”

…

Just as everyone was discussing amongst themselves, Bodhisattva Hui Ming had already cast a healing spell on the three people lying on the ground.

Vice-Principal Yu Hua stared up into the sky with a dejected expression.

What the f*ck was this? Did the three of them just commit a kamikaze attack?

Having hosted so many Dao Exchange Conferences, this was the first time he had ever seen anything like this!

Vice-Principal Yu Hua massaged his brows as his head began to throb. Spell, Dao, Intent, Life, and Seize. Out of the five segments, only one had been completed. What were they going to do about the other four?!

Wang Xuanzhan swayed as he stood up unsteadily. “Vice-Principal, I… I can still continue!”

Liu Qianhuan continued to lay on the ground as she plucked out her phone with a cold expression. “Vice-Principal, I’m done. This competition is too dangerous for me, please find someone else to replace me.”

An Lin was also lying on the ground like a dead fish, showered in healing Buddhist light.

Vice-Principal Yu Hua: “…”

Alright, it seemed like they were screwed then.

The representatives from the other three powers all looked at the three people on the ground with conflicted expressions.

Should they be happy? They received first place in the Spells segment with a total of 28 points! Could they find it in themselves to celebrate?

Should they be sad? They looked at the three semi-disabled representatives on stage and felt like they had a chance again. Not only were they not sad, but they were also feeling a little fortunate…

After much discussion between the higher-ups in the four powers, it was decided that time would be afforded to the three representatives to facilitate recovery, after which the competition would continue in the afternoon.

…

An Lin finally woke up at noon and the sight that greeted him was one of Wang Xuanzhan sitting in a chair, staring at him with a resentful expression.

Before he had a chance to speak, Liu Qianhuan’s small pink fists rained down on him, causing him to almost froth at the mouth.

After suffering a beating, An Lin finally had a chance to inquire about their situation.

After learning that he had received eleven points and successfully turned the tables in the end, he breathed a light sigh of relief. But he subsequently realized another very serious problem.

“What are we doing here right now?!”

He stared at the pristine white walls and beds emitting faint healing auras around him in shock.

“We’re recovering from our injuries here!” Liu Qianhuan rolled her eyes at An Lin. “Thanks to you, the Dao Exchange Conference has been postponed until this afternoon.”

An Lin: “…”

Alright, it seemed that he had underestimated the power of the Nuclear Lightning Fist after all.

Who would have thought that even the combined effort of Liu Qianhuan and Wang Xuanzhan was still unable to nullify the shockwave…

But it was only with their help that the shockwaves were nullified to the extent that it was, so An Lin expressed his sincere gratitude and apologies to the two of them.

Afternoon soon came.

The Blue Sky Plaza was once again stacked with spectators.

The Heavenly Court representatives attracted the most eyeballs by far.

After their time in the recovery ward, Wang Xuanzhan was pretty much fine aside from a few internal injuries.

With bandages wrapped around her slim arms, Liu Qianhuan was looking a bit more miserable.

An Lin was in an even more pitiful state as even his handsome face was covered in bandages, resulting in a look that wouldn’t be out of place in the Hall of Creation team.

But this did not affect his popularity in the slightest as he was immediately greeted by raucous cheers upon his entrance.

Vice-Principal Yu Hua cleared his throat. “Now that everyone is here, we shall commence with the second segment of our Dao exchange: Dao!”

“On the path of Dao, everyone is equal. Everyone present has their own Dao which they strive to protect and abide by.”

“The path to seeking Dao is a long and arduous one. To a certain extent, one’s mental fortitude toward their Dao determines how far they will go. So the Dao segment will primarily be a competition of Dao Hearts!”

A huge crystal screen appeared from his storage ring at the conclusion of his sentence.

Celestial Immortal Yu Hua made a few seals with his hands and a large blue gate suddenly appeared on the stage.

“This is the passage to the Starry Maze, the representatives from all four powers can enter through here to reach the mystic realm known as the Starry Maze.”

“The Starry Maze is also known as the path to your own heart, and every step you take will incur something that attempts to shake your Dao Heart. There are 99 steps in total, and each step you take will earn you 0.1 of a point.”

The rules weren’t hard, but An Lin was a little spooked.

The path to your own heart? A test of your Dao Heart?

For a guy like him who basically hacked his way to this point, did he really have a Dao Heart?

He considered this question and was unable to find just what kind of Dao he was pursuing.

Some people wanted to be the best pill refinement master under the heavens, some people wanted to be the best sword immortal who ever lived, and there were also some who sought vengeance as their Dao. In conclusion, the stronger their intent in pursuing Dao, the more steady and firm their Dao Heart would be.

For a troll like him, did he really have a Dao Heart?

An Lin began to get more and more pessimistic. He felt like he was screwed here…

The crystalline screen began to radiate a brilliant light and from which an image of the mystical realm, Starry Maze, appeared from within.

There was a vast expanse of stars on the backdrop of a pitch-black night sky, with a river below the stars reflecting the enchanting scene in the night sky. The countless stars in the sky all shone with varying degrees of brightness.

As the river reflected the starry night sky, it gave the impression that the whole space seemed to be engulfed in a sea of stars, thus creating a beautiful spectacle to behold.

A series of small stones paved the way forward, and there was a speck of stardust at the end of the path.

Many students were attracted by the scene in front of them, and as they cast their gazes toward the crystalline screen, all of them gasped in unison.

“So beautiful… what an enchanting sight.”

“I feel like I have the urge to explore the Starry Maze myself, not to test my Dao Heart, but just for the scenery alone…”

“You have to try harder then. You’d at least have to be third on the Immortal Rankings Board to have a chance.”

“Sigh… that’s true. Without strength, everything is but a dream.”

“It’s not impossible, just look at God An. When he first came here, he was Zero Stage Dao Body, but now he’s over-powered.”

“Senior An Lin’s stories can be encouraging, but they can’t be replicated…”

…

The Dao segment commenced to a sea of chatter among the spectators!