I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Time flew by in a flash.

A hundred years later, the name of Meng Zhi and Bing Fu rang throughout the Holy Glacial Lands.

They reached Return to Void Stage one after the other and became the youngest Holy Palace Palace Leaders, each ruling over a realm for themselves.

Meng Zhi also achieved her goal of becoming one of the candidates to become the High Priestess.

On that day, she gleefully came to the Azure Lotus Holy Palace to inform Bing Fu of the news.

“Toy, I’m now one of the candidates to become High Priestess. I’m one step closer to my dream of being able to do whatever I want!”

Meng Zhi was now a beautiful young woman. All the prestige and coldness left her face at the sight of the familiar figure in front of her, and she eagerly passed on the news to him.

Bing Fu’s features were still as delicate as before, but his aura had become a lot more powerful.

He flicked the young woman’s smooth forehead with a smile on his face. “Don’t get too excited. Aren’t there three candidates in total? Don’t come crying to me if you don’t get chosen! ”

Meng Zhi wrinkled her nose. “Hey… is that any way to speak to your master? Give me some compliments, hurry up!”

Bing Fu: “…”

“My master really is prodigiously talented and only her exquisite looks can match her peerless brilliance in this world…”

Meng Zhi smiled lightly at his words of praise. She stared at the man in front of her as a flash of emotion replaced the majesty and prestige shimmering in her golden eyes.

One day, when I become the High Priestess, I’ll let you appear in front of everyone as your rightful gender with your head held high…

Before she could achieve this dream, a war that engulfed the whole of the Holy Glacial Lands completely erupted.

The snow maiden army began to expand toward the Kingdom of the Nine States.

The fifty thousand heavenly soldiers of the Heavenly Court and the army of fifty thousand cultivators from the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect were sent to the Wind Plain State to combat the invasion of the snow maiden army.

The war caused heaven and earth to tremble and quake with its magnitude.

Bing Fu encountered an extremely powerful opponent, the peak leader of the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect’s Heavenly Dawn Peak, Chen Wanghao.

Chen Wanghao wielded a Demon Sealing Tower as his weapon, allowing him access to boundless powers of sealing and divine might.

Bing Fu battled him for a day and a night but there was still no conclusive result.

The longer Chen Wanghao battled, the more peculiar his expression became.

After knocking Bing Fu back with the Demon Sealing Tower, he could not help but ask, “My son, is that you?”

Bing Fu was just about to continue in his attack with the Celestial Wolf Sword in hand but was halted in his steps by his opponent’s words. “F*ck off! You wrinkly old Daoist, don’t try to take advantage of me!”

Boom boom boom!

Their battle ensued once again.

Two hours passed before Chen Wanghao once again spoke, “I’m definitely not mistaken, although your appearance has become more delicate and your chest has grown in size, the connection between our bloodlines is undeniable! My son, I really am your father!”

“I’m YOUR f*cking father!” Bing Fu roared as a purple light rose from his Celestial Wolf Sword, materializing thousands of wolves which leaped toward Chen Wanghao with a vast aura.

Boundless golden light flashed from the Demon Sealing Tower, destroying all the conjured wolves.

Chen Wanghao charged toward Bing Fu before slicing open his own hand to create countless mystical symbols within his palm. “Has your memory been sealed? Then let me use my blood essence to awaken your memories!”

“F*ck off!” Bing Fu stabbed his Celestial Wolf Sword toward Chen Wanghao.

To his surprise, Chen Wanghao did not evade the sword and allowed it to pierce through his body as his bloodstained hand reached down onto Bing Fu’s forehead.

Boom!

A devastating shockwave radiated outwards.

Bing Fu’s eyes widened as a mysterious power from a bloodline connection shattered something in his mind. Countless memories began to surface, sending his head to the verge of exploding.

“AH…” Bing Fu knelt down on the ground and roared with pain.

At this moment, countless ice dragons began to pounce toward Chen Wanghao.

“How dare you hurt Bing Fu, I’ll kill you!”

Meng Zhi wore a crown on her head; her exquisite features were filled with rage.

Her golden eyes contained boundless might and prestige, engulfing the heavens and forcing all living beings to bow to her will.

At that moment, she was the most powerful monarch in the world.

A barrier of ten thousand feet erupted from the Demon Sealing Tower, keeping the countless ice dragons at bay.

Each devastating clash caused the very earth to split open and the ground to tremble and quake.

But Chen Wanghao still gritted his teeth in defiance, awaiting the moment his son would awaken.

“I… I’m Chen Qinghang?” Moments later, Bing Fu muttered to himself as he cradled his own head.

Chen Wanghao’s body trembled with joy. “Yes… you’re Chen Qinghang! You remembered everything, haha, my son has finally returned to me!”

“Wait, no… that should be daughter instead.”

“But that’s OK, we’ll just call you Chen Qingqing from now on!” Chen Wanghao regained his composure and added.

Chen Qinghang: “…”

“Father, I’m a man. These are fake breasts.” Chen Qinghang sighed.

Chen Wanghao stared blankly at Chen Qinghang as joy welled up in his eyes. “Haha, you’ve finally called me father again, how long has it been since I’ve heard you call me father!”

“Bing Fu… you… what did you just say?” Meng Zhi stared blankly at the man kneeling on the ground, an expression of incredulity appearing on her face as if an emotional pillar had collapsed, causing her whole body to tremble.

Even though the truth was in plain sight, she still refused to accept it.

Right at this moment, a huge golden palm descended from the sky, covering thirty thousand feet of the sky above them.

Devastating power descended like the roaring ocean as the palm painted the whole sky gold. The space under the palm seemed to congeal, making it impossible to escape.

“Die, demonic woman!” A voice like rumbling thunder erupted.

Boom!

Huge ice dragons of several thousand feet in length collapsed under the force of the palm, burying Meng Zhi underneath.

The ground began to rumble and crack open as everything under the palm was reduced to dust.

“It’s the Grand Elder, Lord Tianwu, the demonic woman is most definitely dead now!” Chen Wanghao breathed a sigh of relief with a light smile on his face.

“Meng Zhi!” Chen Qinghang stared at the woman who had been trampled into the ground as his heart trembled with panic.

Her long silver hair was stained with blood, and her whole body was covered in countless wounds, but she still gritted her teeth and crawled out of the massive palm indentation in the ground.

She raised her head with difficulty at the shower of golden swords that awaited her.

Each of those golden swords contained the power of a full-force strike from a Return to Void mighty figure.

They fell like rain, bringing with them destructive power sufficient to wipe away everything below them.

However, at this moment, a man in a blue robe suddenly appeared in front of her with his Celestial Wolf Sword held aloft.

“Son, have you gone crazy!?” Chen Wanghao’s anguished yell sounded in the distance.

However, the sound of violent explosions masked the yells of Chen Wanghao.

An inky black pit appeared under the countless golden swords.

After the dust settled, Chen Qinghang bloodstained body slowly fell back before landing in Meng Zhi’s lap.

Meng Zhi cradled Chen Qinghang with trembling hands as tears flowed from her eyes. “Why… why would you do this for me…”

Blood flowed from Chen Qinghang’s mouth but a warm smile appeared on his face. He gently wiped away her tears as he replied, “I don’t know, perhaps it’s an instinctive reaction of a toy to protect its master.”

Lord Tianwu humphed coldly in the air before preparing to initiate an attack that would wipe away the two demonic women below him once and for all.

Chen Wanghao suddenly appeared in front of Chen Qinghang at this moment. “Please have mercy, elder. This is my son, Chen Qinghang! He was manipulated by these demonic women to do all these things when he lost his memories! Is there any chance you could spare his life?!”

“That’s Chen Qinghang!?” Lord Tianwu hesitated upon hearing this.

He surveyed the bloodstained body of the Holy Palace Palace Leader below him in deep thought, before coming to a decision.

Chen Qinghang was a prodigious talent. If he could return to the path of righteousness and come back to the sect, that was certainly not a bad thing.

Lord Tianwu spoke again after momentary thought. “I can spare him from death, but the irreversible fact of the matter is, he has slaughtered many of our sect disciples as a Holy Palace Palace Leader. Chen Wanghao, I command you to take him back to our sect and seal him away in the Frosty Demon Sealing Tower for a thousand years to repent for his sins and wipe away all his memories regarding the Holy Glacial Lands using the Frosty Demon Sealing Tower!”

Meng Zhi fell into a daze at Lord Tianwu’s words before cracking a mirror in her hand.

She stared at Chen Qinghang with passion burning in her eyes before she leaned down to touch her soft lips to his.

Chen Qinghang’s eyes widened with shock.

And then, a soft and warm set of lips made contact with his.

“Brazen demonic woman, release my son at once!” Chen Wanghao yelled in rage at the scene before him.

If would not be a problem if it were any other woman kissing his son. If worst came to worst, he could just refuse to acknowledge her as his daughter-in-law.

But the woman in front of him was a snow maiden with whom the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect had a vendetta against, so how could he bear the sight unfolding in front of his eyes?

Lord Tianwu flicked a golden sword projection in the air at Meng Zhi, which instantly tore through the space between them.

Whoosh!

The sword projection pierced Meng Zhi’s body but did not cause her any harm.

“Hm? Could it be that the Great Empress has intervened…” Lord Tianwu stared into the distance with his brows slightly furrowed.

Meng Zhi’s body began to become insubstantial as she stared at Chen Qinghang wistfully. “Toy, wait for me, I’ll definitely come back to find you. No one can snatch my toy away from me, no one…”

Chen Qinghang shook his head with great difficulty as tears streamed down his face.

“Don’t, just let it end like this, don’t come back…”