I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

An Lin passed through the mist in his transparent bubble and was greeted by the sight of white jade-like leaves, which rustled in the breeze.

A series of dazzling white branches intertwined to form a huge bird nest. It was warm and natural, but it also exuded a sense of holiness.

On the seventh level, there were bird nests of different sizes, within which resided many powerful vermilion birds that unleashed all types of different colored flames, creating a spectacular display.

Mist of different colors rose from the ground, giving the entire level a dreamy appearance.

There seemed to be no weaklings among the vermilion bird inhabitants of this level. All of the fully grown vermilion birds were at least at the Soul Formation Stage, and the young vermilion birds were also quite energetic and powerful as they played together boisterously.

Extremely pleasant bird cries reverberated throughout the entire continent.

This was a haven for the Vermilion Bird Tribe.

However, there were also some birds unidentifiable to An Lin. For example, there was a four-winged bird with sharp, golden spikes all over its body. Or, for example, there was an entirely round bird that lay sprawled on the ground, causing it to resemble a pool of water. In any case, all of them looked really bad*ss.

The air bubble with An Lin inside it slowly descended onto the ground.

“Welcome to the seventh level of the Sun Tree, brave warrior of the arena.” A black vermilion bird flew toward An Lin with a smile.

A black light flashed past, and the vermilion bird transformed into its human form.

A tall, brawny man in black clothes made his way over and shook hands enthusiastically with An Lin. “Welcome, Fist God Lin An! I am Hei Tengge, and I am responsible for welcoming all outsiders to this level.”

“Hi there, Mr. Hei Tengge. It is an honor to be able to come to the seventh level of the Sun Tree.” An Lin was a little taken aback by the enthusiasm of this vermilion bird, but he still responded politely.

A smile appeared on Hei Tengge’s face. “It’s no real honor. The seventh level is quite ordinary. Aside from the fact that it has a richer vital energy, better scenery, and more concentrated energy of the Sun Tree, there really is nothing special about it.”

An Lin’s lips twitched upon hearing this. Nothing special, eh?

Hei Tengge continued, “We have isolated this place because our Vermilion Bird Tribe would like a place where we can cultivate in peace. Hence, I must ask you to keep everything you see here a secret.”

An Lin immediately nodded. “Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me! I won’t disclose anything to a single person!”

Hmm, Da Bai, Tina, Little Tian, Xiao Ze, and the others weren’t people! He could just tell them, and they could tell Xiaolan!

A satisfied smile appeared on Hei Tengge’s face. “Please come with me, Mr. Lin An. I’ll introduce a good place to you, and it will be sure to benefit you greatly!”

An Lin trailed along behind Hei Tengge.

The richness of the vital energy was comparable to the Heavenly Court.

Most importantly, the yang-type power was extremely abundant here, and it would be extremely beneficial to anyone cultivating in yang-type cultivation methods.

On the way, he encountered many vermilion birds. It had to be said that the birds with vermilion bird bloodline were all very beautiful. They had gorgeous feathers, which glowed with a dazzling sheen, and all of them were extremely regal and elegant, as if they were the royals of the bird tribes.

All of them walked arrogantly and treated An Lin with disdain.

Why was there such a disparity between attitudes?

An Lin turned to look at the enthusiastic and thoughtful Hei Tengge, and he couldn’t help but remember what that oriole had said at the arena—”Disguising my scorn and disdain toward you is a part of my profession…”

He was beginning to wonder about the authenticity of the brawny man’s attitude.

However, it didn’t really matter either way.

In any case, he wasn’t actually here to survey the scenery on the seventh level.

After walking for a short while, they arrived at an area that was surrounded by small mountains and covered in golden symbols.

A fervent expression appeared on Hei Tengge’s face. “This place is known as the Mythological Beast Dao Observation Area. The five mighty mythological beasts of the Sun Tree have all left a trace of their powers here to be bestowed upon a fated person. Mr. Lin An, as the champion of the arena, you deserve a chance at receiving the acknowledgment of the mythological beasts.”

He pointed at five mighty white statues as he spoke before introducing all of them one by one.

“This is the Eternal Sun God who rules over our Vermilion Bird Tribe and is the highest being in the entire Southern Heavenly Wing Nation!”

An Lin looked up to discover that the Eternal Sun God was an extremely handsome vermilion bird.

Twelve of the vermilion birds in the Mythological Beast Dao Observation Area had turned to An Lin with undisguised emotions like disgust, loathing, contempt…

That’s right, there were only twelve vermilion birds here at the Mythological Beast Dao Observation Area, and all of them were trying to kill An Lin with their eyes!

An Lin turned toward Hei Tengge with a smile. “Your Vermilion Bird Tribe sure is friendly. They’ve immediately made eye contact to welcome my arrival.”

Hei Tengge chuckled awkwardly. “Haha… It’s just that they’re too honest with their feelings and not as adept at hiding them as I am…”

An Lin turned to look at the brawny man beside him with shock.

So this man was the same as all the other vermilion birds!

Hei Tengge seemed to have realized that he had misspoken, and he coughed lightly before explaining, “We’re not actually targeting you. We’re targeting all other races too… After all, the vermilion bird is the most mighty being, and all those who possess its bloodline should be treated with reverence and respect.”

An Lin chuckled lightly. “Racial Discrimination?”

“Er, you can put it that way. But it’s racial discrimination aimed at the entire continent…” Hei Tengge explained with difficulty, “Unless there is a living being that is extremely impressive and powerful enough to earn our respect.”

An Lin: “…”

Hei Tengge was feeling a little awkward. “Don’t worry, Mr. Lin An! Disguising all my loathing toward you is a part of my profession! I’ll ensure you don’t feel any discomfort when interacting with me!”

An Lin’s chest constricted. You’ve already made me extremely uncomfortable!

Hei Tengge’s expression grew even more awkward as An Lin’s expression darkened, and he pointed at another statue before abruptly changing the subject. “This is the statue of Kun Peng, a mythological beast. Even though it is traveling in the other worlds, its mighty name is still known throughout the entire continent.”

Kun Peng existed in two forms, one of which was a fish form that could swallow small fish and shrimp with each inhalation, much like a whale. The other form was its bird form, which would roam the worlds without any restraint or reservation.

Hei Tengge pointed to another statue. “This is the statue of the Nine-Colored Divine Vermilion Bird. It resides on the Sun Tree and with it here, no one dares to attack our Southern Heavenly Wing Nation!”

An extremely proud expression appeared on Hei Tengge’s face as he spoke about the Nine-Colored Divine Vermilion Bird. It was quite clear that he felt quite reverent toward this mythological beast.

An Lin’s expression also shifted slightly. He had to take this mythological beast into account for what he was about to do.

There were three mythological beasts on the Sun Tree, among which only the Nine-Colored Divine Vermilion Bird was here.

The statue of the Divine Vermilion Bird was intricately beautiful. It had its wings spread open like a peacock, and its tail fanned out behind its graceful body, giving it an extremely proud and graceful appearance.

An Lin decided to test the waters, and he asked, “The Nine-Colored Divine Vermilion Bird looks quite gentle and kind. Is it just as gentle in person?”

“Hahaha… Mr. Lin An sure knows how to make jokes.” Hei Tengge chortled as he patted An Lin’s shoulder and said, “Not taking into account other matters, our Vermilion Bird Tribe is renowned for our fiery tempers. If you do something wrong, no matter how regal of a vermilion bird you are, you’re going to be swallowed whole!”

Cold sweat poured down from An Lin’s forehead upon hearing this.