I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

After exhausting himself from using Emperor Ziwei’s spell techniques, An Lin resorted to using his fists instead.

One mighty golden fist after another rained down on Emperor Ziwei’s body, causing the entire Immortal Spirit Tower to tremor violently.

Emperor Ziwei was already bruised and battered to the point of being in an extremely pitiful and disheveled display.

He had never been beaten so badly by anyone in his life. From the day he was born, it was always him that was dishing out the punishment to others, never the other way around.

However, An Lin showed him today what it felt like to be pummeled into the ground. On top of that, this was a one-sided beating during which he was completely powerless to resist…

“How’s that? How does it feel to be ground into the dust? Huh?”

An Lin vented his negative emotions as he rained down punches.

Perhaps this is karma…

Emperor Ziwei thought to himself.

He was finally unable to endure such a ferocious, sustained barrage of attacks as his body began to dissipate.

An Lin’s expression faltered upon seeing this, and he halted his attacks.

“You won, Student An Lin,” Emperor Ziwei conceded with a warm smile.

Even though he was in an extremely miserable state, he still retained his grace and poise.

An Lin bowed in an apologetic salute. “Senior Ziwei, this is just a trial, so I hope you won’t hold my actions against me.”

He was actually feeling quite uneasy. Everything he had done was for his mission, but the undeniable fact was that he had beaten up Emperor Ziwei! If Emperor Ziwei decided to exact revenge on him at a later date, he would be well and truly screwed.

“I’m definitely not that petty to hold anything against you for your actions in a trial like this. Besides, you beat me with your own strength.” Emperor Ziwei looked at An Lin with a hint of anticipation in his eyes as he said, “Your strength has exceeded even my lofty expectations for you, so I’m looking forward to what you can do in the future.”

An Lin suddenly felt like Emperor Ziwei was an extremely thoughtful person.

An Lin had just beaten him up, but he was offering compliments to him. What a good man!

Emperor Ziwei’s divine intent completely vanished.

An Lin stood alone on the ninety-ninth level of the Immortal Spirit Tower, appearing as if he was an invincible War God.

The light of the sun shone through the window, enveloping him in a golden light as his figure seemed to grow taller and more majestic before everyone’s eyes.

“Emperor Ziwei lost… Even now, I’m still in complete and utter disbelief. Just how did An Lin do it?”

“God An won! He really did it!”

“An Lin conquered the entire Immortal Spirit Tower! This is a massive event for which ballads will be sung throughout the entire Heavenly Court, perhaps even the entire Kingdom of the Nine States!”

“I am so fortunate to have been able to witness such a grand moment in history!”

“Ditching classes to come here is the wisest decision I’ve made all year!”

Some of the students had even pulled out their phones or photographic magic tools to take a commemorative photo.

“An Lin, An Lin…”

An Lin retarded superfans began to yell An Lin’s name at the top of their lungs.

Slowly, more and more people began to chime in as a thunderous collective cry erupted.

“An Lin! An Lin…”

In the end, the cry of “An Lin” reverberated throughout heaven and earth.

This was the collective homage paid by all the students to that figure who had stood up time and time again to embody the quality of unyielding perseverance.

At that moment, An Lin was the War God in their hearts!

A genuine smile blossomed on Xu Xiaolan’s face as she looked around at all the fervent chanters around her.

At that moment, she too felt a sense of glory and pride.

Even though An Lin was at the peak of the Immortal Spirit Tower, he could still hear the thunderous chant from below, and his heart surged with excitement.

He had won… He had really done it! He had defeated a seemingly-insurmountable opponent!

Were those last few battles helpful to him? Of course they were! They were immeasurably helpful to him.

He had battled an opponent who was on the brink of the Dao Integration Stage and even a mighty figure who had progressed to the Dao Integration Stage. Not only did these battles greatly enhance his combat skills, but they also provided the catalyst for him to attain enlightenment in the power of Dao.

Another thought suddenly occurred to An Lin.

He had conquered level ninety-nine and defeated Emperor Ziwei, so where the hell was his prize?!

My God!

Emperor Ziwei disappeared just like that, leaving him with no inheritance, nor even any rewards for his efforts.

That was way too f*cking irresponsible!

Right at this moment, Bai Xian appeared before An Lin with an animated expression on his face. “Congratulations, Student An Lin, on becoming the first person in history to conquer the entire Immortal Spirit Tower. You are the pride of the Heavenly Court, and ballads of your legendary feats will be sung throughout the entire Heavenly Court! Perhaps even the entire Kingdom of the Nine States!”

An Lin turned to Bai Zhong with a dark expression. “I don’t care for all that.”

Bai Zhong’s expression became one of confusion. “Student An Lin, you seem a little displeased about something?”

“I just want to ask, where is my inheritance after conquering level ninety-nine?” An Lin asked expressionlessly.

Bai Zhong’s body trembled upon hearing this, and his face convulsed.

He came to a sudden realization upon being reminded by An Lin. That’s right… Conquering the Immortal Spirit Tower was a historic feat, so where was his inheritance? Even if there wasn’t an inheritance, there should at least be prizes, right?

But… no one told him what rewards to give for someone who had conquered the ninety-ninth level!

After all, no one had even managed to conquer the ninety-eighth level in the past…

“That is… a good question!” Bai Zhong clapped his hands together with a forced smile.

An Lin: “???”

“So?” An Lin continued with his interrogation.

“Erm… we’ll discuss this another day…” Bai Zhong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

“Forget about it…” An Lin heaved a forlorn sigh and said, “Just get me out of here.”

Bai Zhong: “…”

He felt like a bucket of cold water had just been poured all over his celebratory mood.

Bai Zhong felt extremely crushed.

An Lin finally emerged outside of the Immortal Spirit Tower, where he received a warm welcome fit for a king.

“How is the wound on your chest, An Lin?” Xu Xiaolan made her way over to him as she lightly caressed the wound on his chest with a concerned expression.

After being treated by the regenerative effect of the Evergreen Technique, the wound was no longer bleeding.

“Don’t worry, it’s just a minor injury.”

An Lin patted Xu Xiaolan’s head with a warm smile on his face.

“An Lin, your performance had completely exceeded my impression of what is possible in this world!” Tang Ximen also made his way over to An Lin with scorching excitement in his eyes.

Never would he have thought that the day would come when he worshipped one of his own underclassmen.

“It’s your own lack of ambition that has limited your imagination.” Xu Xiaolan pursed her lips.

“An Lin, you inspired a noob like Senior Student Tang to turn over a new leaf!” Xuanyuan Cheng exclaimed with a joyful expression.

Tang Ximen’s expression immediately darkened upon hearing this. “Since when was I ever a noob? Is that any way to talk to your upperclassman?”

Everyone burst into laughter.

All the students and teachers began to disperse with excitement and satisfaction in their hearts.

Sword Immortal Dong Yi looked deeply at An Lin with approval and admiration in his eyes. An Lin had done something he would never be able to do, so it was impossible for him to not be in admiration of An Lin.

Thus, the Immortal Spirit Tower trials drew to a conclusion.

However, all those legendary stories would remain in everyone’s memories up until countless years from now.

Xu Xiaolan, who had sent an ancestral mighty figure to the afterlife; Su Qianyun, who exemplified the slow and steady mentality; Xu Xiaolan, who proved to be the unexpected dark horse of this year’s trials; Liu Qianhuan, who had transcended a thrilling tribulation and even Tang Ximen, who got carried for two levels. All of these were fond memories for everyone to look back on even after many years.

Of course, there was the man who had pummeled a Dao Integration Stage True God and conquered the entire Immortal Spirit Tower.

His legendary feats became known by countless people across the entire continent.