I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chang’e smiled mysteriously. “Back then, your blood essence had all seeped away, and you were only kept alive by being locked in the Soul Locking Ice Coffin. Even Yi Xi the Enlightened from the Heavenly Court was unable to bring you back.

“After that, Su Qianyun came to the Moon Palace to implore me to save you. I couldn’t bear to refuse her, so I refined an Ultimate Creation Pill which was imbued with the true power of the moon, and that pill saved your life.

“This is what everyone thinks to be the truth. But did you know, there was a person that came to me before Su Qianyun did, and it was exactly because of him that I decided to pay such a heavy price to save you.”

An Lin immediately grasped the situation. So the reason Chang’e saved him was actually because of that other person?

“Who’s the other person?” An Lin asked with bright eyes as his heart thumped with excitement.

Chang’e turned toward An Lin. “Take a guess, who’d be able to convince me to pay such a heavy price to save you. Even the Celestial Thearch is incapable of this, so take a guess at who else it might be.”

Not even the Celestial Thearch was capable of convincing her?

An Lin stood rooted to the spot; he felt like his brain had disintegrated into a pile of mush.

He had initially thought that it might be the principal of the university, or the mysterious True God that had given him the system. But Chang’e had just said that not even the Celestial Thearch would be able to convince her, so it had to be some existence above the Celestial Thearch? The Celestial Thearch was already the monarch of the Kingdom of the Nine States. He was the most powerful of all the True Gods, an existence higher than him, was that even possible?

An Lin pointed to the sky with a shocked expression. “Could it be that God himself asked you to save me?”

“Pffft…” Chang’e’s serious expression instantly crumbled, and her body trembled with laughter like a lotus flower sitting on a pool of rippling water. “Please, I’m talking about something very serious here, can you stop joking around?”

An Lin’s expression soured. “But I really don’t know who it could be.”

Chang’e looked at An Lin’s expression and deduced that he did not seem to be lying. A sense of puzzlement welled up in her heart. Could it be that he really didn’t know that person? Or perhaps that person never revealed his identity to him and was always protecting him from the shadows?

She felt like An Lin really was oblivious to the situation, so she revealed the answer to him. “The person who came to the Moon Palace and asked me to save you was none other than Daolord Lu Ya.”

“Daolord Lu Ya? Who’s that?” An Lin blinked in confusion.

Chang’e’s chest tightened at his oblivious expression. “Did you sleep through your Tai Chu Continent history classes?!”

An Lin shook his head and replied in a straightforward manner, “That’s an elective subject. I don’t like history so I didn’t choose it. But if this Daolord Lu Ya truly is someone famous, I should’ve heard his name from somewhere anyway…”

Chang’e sighed lightly. “Compared to the other three on the Tai Chu Continent, he’s definitely far less renowned with only a handful of people that know of him. He hasn’t established any sects, but he stands above the Three Realms and travels through the myriad of worlds at his whim…”

“Alright, how about this…. you’ve at least heard of the Sakyamuni Buddha, right?”

An Lin immediately nodded his head. He was the founder of the Buddhist Kingdom, a powerful mighty figure that was comparable to the Celestial Thearch, so of course he had heard of him.

“The Sakyamuni Buddha was the disciple of Grandmaster Hun Kun. Grandmaster Hun Kun, along with Daolord Lu Ya, Her Majesty Nuwa, and Ancestor Hong Jun are the four Gods of Creation. Do you understand now just who Daolord Lu Ya is?” Chang’e looked at An Lin with a hint of a smile on her face.

An Lin was completely dumbfounded by her words. It was as if he was listening to some sort of fictional story.

“Daolord Lu Ya? God of Creation?”

Holy sh*t, this was a guy countless times more powerful than even the likes of Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian! When did he forge relations with such a mighty being? Could it be that he was the main character of some pre-destined fate? That he had some sort of unimaginable power within him? That the world needed him as its savior?

An Lin’s thoughts surged uncontrollably as he stood rooted to the spot like a statue. This was simply far too much to take in at once!

A gentle breeze passed through, blowing a translucent white flower petal to sit on his head, but he did not take any notice of it. Chang’e did not disrupt his thoughts, leaving him to digest everything on his own.

After a long while, An Lin finally came to his senses.

“Ahem… Then do I still have to pay you back for the immortal pill?”

Chang’e: “…”

She slapped her forehead in exasperation. Never would she have thought that these would be the first words to come out of An Lin’s mouth after taking so long to digest the situation.

“Oh! Did Daolord Lu Ya tell you that I have an unmatched talent and am destined to save the world or something like that?”

“No!” Chang’e snapped. “Also, since you offered to repay the money for the immortal pill, you can’t go back on your word now! I won’t ask for too much either, only twelve million spirit stones, which is just enough to cover the cost for refining the immortal pill.”

An Lin nodded a little sheepishly as a hint of disappointment welled up in his heart. So he wasn’t some savior after all…

A series of questions then began to appear in his mind. “What did Daolord Lu Ya look like? In what way is he related to me? Why would he want to save me?”

In the face of An Lin’s string of questions, Chang’e was at a bit of a loss as well. “Daolord Lu Ya was very handsome, as for the other questions… I don’t know, go ask him yourself.”

An Lin blanked out at her words. Daolord Lu Ya wasn’t his beast pet or something, he didn’t even know where to find him; how the hell was he supposed to ask him anything?

However, Chang’e did say that Daolord Lu Ya was quite handsome, so he could essentially eliminate the old man that had forced the system on him back on Earth from his list of possible candidates. If he really was quite handsome, why would he transform himself into an ugly old man when he saved An Lin? Wasn’t that an insult to his own good looks?

An Lin’s heart began to gradually calm down. Mighty figures of that level were simply too far away for him to even consider. Even if he wanted to find out the truth, he didn’t have the strength to do so at this point in time.

Under the current circumstances, it was enough to know that he had a mighty supporter looking out for him!

Hehe… this was a backer that was even more badass than the Celestial Thearch…

He transferred the twelve million spirit stones from his storage ring to Chang’e.

After repaying his debt, An Lin felt a strong sense of freedom and relief.

He was an honest person that felt extreme discomfort at owing anyone a debt; this was probably just a bad habit he wouldn’t be able to kick.

There were only 2.8 million spirit stones in his storage ring now, bringing him down from super tycoon level to just tycoon level, knocking him down one entire socioeconomic class.

However, it definitely wasn’t the end of the world. He had to buy a present for Xu Xiaolan after this.

If he had given Xu Xiaolan money, she definitely wouldn’t accept his gift, so he had to find some other way to express his gratitude.

Chang’e used her teleportation technique, and the two of them arrived back at the Moon Palace.

Su Qianyun and Yue Tu stared blankly at the two of them as if they were looking at the eighth wonder of the world.

Chang’e’s prior depression had completely vanished, and she walked to Su Qianyun’s side with a gentle smile before she picked up Su Qianyun’s hand in her own. “What are you looking at me like that for? Nothing happened between An Lin and me.”

“But, Sister Chang’e… you held hands with him…” Su Qianyun’s chest rose and fell quickly and a light blush surfaced on her face as if she was detailing some extremely lewd gestures.

“You adorkable idiot.” Chang’e flicked Su Qianyun’s forehead with a slim finger. “Didn’t I tell you that you can’t get pregnant from just holding hands? Only kissing can result in pregnancy…”

Su Qianyun’s blush deepened even further, making her cheeks appear like two ripe apples. “Then did you kiss him?”

Chang’e shook her head earnestly. “No, I would only kiss you…”

An Lin averted his eyes and pretended to be deaf.

He really wanted to ridicule their conversation, but he knew that was probably not a good idea.

Yue Tu was also standing in silence, clearly already used to the scene taking place in front of her. She had her gaze focused on An Lin, looking as if she was in deep thought.

“An Lin, although Chang’e doesn’t mind you knowing about her sexual orientation, I implore you not to tell anyone.” A female voice suddenly sounded.

An Lin nodded solemnly at Yue Tu and transmitted his voice in reply, “Rest assured, I’ll take this secret to the grave.”

After chatting for a while longer, An Lin left the Moon Palace with Su Qianyun while riding on the back of his dog.

A month-long holiday period was coming.