I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

“Explain, what did you plan to do by laying a trap and luring the Spirit Nurturing Stage cultivators here?” Xiao Hong asked slowly.

When she spoke now, her words naturally contained an air of authority. It was as if they possessed an overwhelming power which enticed one to comply with her demands.

The Demon King had descended into a senseless state, with his eyes vacant and expression lifeless.

His mouth opened slowly. “The aim of luring Spirit Nurturing Stage cultivators here was to activate the Demon Emperor’s Blood Token. To fully activate this Blood Token, it is necessary to sacrifice human cultivators of the Spirit Nurturing Stage.”

Hearing this, everyone finally came to a realization. The Demon Emperor had gone to such troubles of laying out this trap because he wanted to capture a Spirit Nurturing Stage human cultivator to sacrifice in the refinement of his magic tool!

There were very few cultivators of the Spirit Nurturing Stage, and their whereabouts were hard to pinpoint. Trying to find and capture them was extremely difficult.

His idea of luring Spirit Nurturing Stage cultivators out with a wanted Evil Spirit King was a decent one.

If blame was to be laid, then it would have to be laid on the Demon King of Wisdom’s exaggerated acting. It was this which alerted An Lin and the others, and this which gave them an opportunity to turn the tables.

“Then what does the Demon Emperor hope to achieve by activating this Blood Token?” Green River Sword Immortal asked.

Xiao Hong repeated this question and the Demon King of Wickedness answered, “The Blood Token is a special magic tool that the Blood God of the Western Blood Tribe gifted to the Demon Emperor in order to help him recover his cultivation base. There are two demon heads on this magic tool. Through these demon heads, the Demon Emperor can absorb the blood essence of cultivators, which aids in the rehabilitation of his injuries and also helps to increase his cultivation base.”

“Humph! The Blood Tribe is colluding with the Demon Tribe? Weren’t they always at odds with each other?”

Hearing that the Blood Tribe had played a part in this, Cloud Exploring Daoist’s face darkened.

“Five years ago, the Demon Emperor was severely injured by Heavenly Teacher Zhang of Mt. Long Hu. Afterward, he fled into the Kunlun Mountains and disappeared thereafter.”

“In that massive battle, Heavenly Teacher Zhang’s Soul Shattering Thunder Technique obliterated the Demon Emperor’s dao foundation. The Blood Token can even heal this type of injury?” Green River Sword Immortal furrowed his brows.

Heavenly Teacher Zhang was the strongest cultivator in China and his Soul Shattering Thunder Technique was sublime.

Having his dao foundation destroyed by the thunder technique, the Demon Emperor’s cultivation base should have weakened significantly and have been impossible to recover.

Could it be that the Blood Token was insanely powerful and could actually heal one’s dao foundation?

To this, Xuanyuan Cheng shook his head. “The effects of the Blood Token is not to heal the dao foundation. From the Demon King of Wickedness’ description, this Blood Token he speaks of is actually just the Blood Tribe’s Flesh and Blood Spirit Tablet. Its function is to transform the Demon Emperor into a member of the Blood Tribe!”

“Brother Cheng, you also know about the Blood Tribe?” An Lin exclaimed in surprise.

“The Blood Tribe is a very powerful tribe of Tai Chu Continent. They’re located in the dark marshlands of the southwest, so I naturally know a bit about them. The Blood Tribe in the mortal world is merely the descendants of those that they left behind inadvertently,” Xuanyuan Cheng chuckled.

“Fellow cultivator Xuanyuan, you said that the Demon Emperor is going to transform into a member of the Blood Tribe?!” Cloud Exploring Daoist’s eyes widened in disbelief.

The other cultivators were also astonished, and they all turned their gazes to Xuanyuan Cheng.

Members of the Blood Tribe didn’t need to form a spirit root. They simply relied on strengthening their bodies in order to finally become a Saint.

This manner of cultivation was completely different from that of the Demon Tribe.

Even so, members of the Demon Tribe could still transform into members of the Blood Tribe. This news was even more surprising than the fact that a destroyed dao foundation could be healed.

“Taking advantage of the bodies of powerful cultivators, The Flesh and Blood Spirit Tablet can help the Demon Emperor reconstruct his body. Then, bestowing upon him the bloodline of the Blood Tribe, he can successfully undergo this tribal transformation.

“So, I suspect that there are definitely no fewer than two Blood Gods of the Soul Formation Stage supporting this Demon Emperor.

“Because in order to complete this transformation, there needs to be two Blood Gods present to maintain the operation of the spell formation!” Xuanyuan Cheng continued.

“Two Blood Gods…” Cloud Exploring Daoist frowned, “I must report this to Heavenly Teacher Zhang at once!”

Two Blood Gods and one Demon Emperor…

They were definitely up to no good!

Afterward, An Lin and the others continued to question the Demon King of Wickedness.

However, apart from the fact that the Demon Emperor was going to perform sacrificial refinement on the Blood Token, he knew nothing else.

Seeing that even the Demon King was in the dark about the cooperation and plans between the Demon Emperor and the Blood Gods, they started feeling a little uneasy.

Even the Demon King was unaware of the plans. What were they going to do? Ask the Demon Emperor?

In the end, An Lin and the others asked for the coordinates of the demon territory as well as about the distribution of their power. After this, they stopped their interrogation.

These were the only pieces of information that they were able to gather from the Demon King of Wickedness.

Xiao Hong lifted the Great Bewitching Technique and returned to An Lin’s pocket in exhaustion.

“Hmm, how are we going to deal with the Demon King of Wickedness?”

An Lin fell deep into thought as he looked at the Demon King who had been tormented by them.

Lifting his head and looking at An Lin, a glimmer appeared in the Demon King of Wickedness’ hazy eyes.

There was also… a look of intense emotion!

An Lin’s chest tightened. “Oi, no one wants this Demon King, right? I’m going to kill it, okay?!” he yelled.

Tian Lingling and Huang Shanshan covered their mouths and chuckled softly. Clearly, they had also noticed the Demon King of Wickedness’ expression.

At this moment, Green River Sword Immortal walked forwards. “Fellow cultivator An Lin, I’ll deal with such filthy matter!”

Saying this, he drew his sword. With a dazzling slash, he slew the Demon King of Wickedness.

Green River Sword Immortal had always been good at grabbing opportunities to slay enemies!

Glancing at the Demon King of Wickedness’ body, a rare expression of pity appeared on the cultivators’ faces.

Even though he was tortured in all kinds of inhumane ways, he still firmly maintained his position, not betraying his tribe and not abandoning it either.

Putting aside their differences, this Demon King’s loyalty earned their heartfelt admiration!

…

After dealing with this matter, the cultivators all started reporting to their sects what had happened.

Xuanyuan Cheng and Xu Xiaolan once again experienced the appeal of technology.

After all, techniques such as Thousand Mile Messaging and what not could only be used by high-ranking cultivators. However, WeChat was something that everyone could use!

Regardless of your rank, you could immediately relay information to others.

You could also engage in group chats and even live stream. Everyone could engage in long-distance communication!

This was the appeal of technology!

“It’d be great if this existed in the Kingdom of the Nine States!” There was a look of envy on Xu Xiaolan’s face. She liked to drive, and she liked to scroll through Taobao and Jingdong…

“The Purple Star Civilization of Tai Chu Continent was far more advanced than this mortal world,” Xuanyuan Cheng chuckled. “However, you know just how tragic their demise was.”

Xu Xiaolan nodded upon hearing this and let out a soft sigh.

…

After dealing with this matter, An Lin and the others headed toward the demonic pagoda to strengthen its seal.

In order to prevent accidents, the remaining cultivators stood guard outside of the demonic pagoda.

An Lin walked toward the large crimson door. The terrifying aura of the pagoda exuded from between the doors and made one feel a sense of suffocation.

For some reason, he suddenly felt an urge to push open the large doors.

However, he quickly regained his senses and stopped himself.

In order to strengthen the seal, they only needed to stay outside of the pagoda. With their strength, they wouldn’t be able to open the doors anyway.

Golden symbols emerged on the crimson pagoda, appearing sinister yet majestic.

Xuanyuan Cheng started casting immortal spells to strengthen the seal. Meanwhile, An Lin and Xu Xiaolan stood to his side, keeping a close eye on their surroundings.

…

This was a mystic realm deep within the Kunlun Mountains, and the entire area was shrouded with a rainbow-colored mist. This place was called the Demon Realm.

The mighty figure sitting upon the golden supreme throne suddenly released a devastating power. This power crushed everything within a ten feet radius to smithereens, even the golden kingly thrones.

One of the Demon Kings felt a throbbing pain in his heart as he looked at the obliterated thrones.

Sh*t, those were mid-level magic tools! If you don’t want them, then give them to me! The Demon Emperor breathed deeply, clearly on the verge of fury.

At a certain location, four white skulls lay splintered. These skulls were linked to the vital energy of the Demon Kings.

Four splintered skulls meant that the four Demon Kings who had been sent out on a mission had all failed their mission and died!

“Absolute trash! They actually all died at the hands of human cultivators…”

The Demon Emperor’s voice was a low rumble, and a chilly killing intent started to creep into it.

“It looks like I have no choice but to personally deal with this matter…”