I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

An Lin didn’t understand what Da Bai was crying about.

A dog f*cked another dog… Wasn’t that completely normal?

Was there anything to cry about?

After being slapped by An Lin and crying for a while, Da Bai appeared to regain his senses.

A hint of life reappeared in his eyes, and he had a slightly confused look as he glanced at the worried people standing beside him.

Upon seeing An Lin, countless grievances welled up in his heart, and tears burst from his eyes once more. He leaped into An Lin’s embrace and started sobbing loudly.

“Woof! That was so horrifying! Why did my parents force me to marry a dog?

“Is this filiality? Is this love? Waah… I don’t want to… I clearly didn’t want to f*ck a dog…

“And those f*cking dog habits… They were twisted, broken, and morally bankrupt… It was impossible to live with any sort of dog dignity…”

Da Bai bemoaned his sufferings endlessly while An Lin continued to console him.

The others stared at this scene speechlessly. In any case, this matter was finally resolved. They were all given a fright, but Da Bai didn’t genuinely become retarded.

…

With new disciples joining the sect, Liu Qianhuan and the others left to deal with their induction.

The remaining people also left the Small Phoenix World and returned to their residences in the Four Nine Immortal Sect.

“Da Bai, is the world that you speak of truly that terrifying?” An Lin couldn’t help but raise this question as he flew toward the palace on Da Bai’s back.

“Don’t say my name! Woof!” Da Bai shuddered as he spoke.

An Lin: “… Why?”

“I’m afraid that I’ve developed leukophobia! Whenever I hear the word ‘Bai’¹ in Da Bai, I’m reminded of Bai Ling. Then, I’m reminded of that harrowing nightmare. When I think back to those horrible events, I feel like I’m going to go insane! Woof!” Every time Da Bai said the word “Bai”, his voice would tremble.

An Lin: “…

“It’s already that serious? You’re so terrified that you’re even allergic to your own name? This has gone too far, hey?!”

“It wasn’t that terrifying. It differs from dog to dog. Big Brother An, I think you should also give it a go. It’s super stimulating, woof!”

“Heh, I won’t fall for your trap.” An Lin snickered.

A look of disappointment fell over Da Bai’s face.

“Also, can you change the phrase ‘differs from dog to dog’ to ‘differs from person to person’?” An Lin said in discontent. “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?!”

“I’m a dog though.” Da Bai chuckled. “Of course it should be ‘differs from dog to dog’!”

“You’re not even a qualified dog, stop pretending!” An Lin sneered.

Da Bai: “…”

…

The next morning, An Lin fed chicken soup¹ to the core disciples of the Four Nine Immortal Sect. He delivered an impassioned speech, and he felt great while giving it…

Then, an adorable six-year-old senior disciple greeted her fifteen junior disciples.

The journey of cultivation was a long one, and seniority naturally wouldn’t be based upon age. It would be based solely on who entered the sect first.

Thereupon, the fifteen prodigies greeted their senior disciple with flustered expressions on their faces. That kind of experience was truly indescribable…

Ye Ling was extremely shy as she stood on stage and listened to so many people greet her as Senior. Her delicate little face was as red as an apple.

An Lin and the others couldn’t help but laugh when they saw this.

Bei Lian continued to gaze at An Lin with a sulky expression. After finding a new grandmaster in An Lin, she even had a new six-year-old senior disciple now…

Dragon Princess also cared about face, okay?!

However, there was nothing she could say about this.

This was something unexpected, yet at the same time, reasonable.

Bei Lian felt like her frustrations were going to give her internal injuries.

An Lin talked non-stop, and his speech lasted for a full two hours. He talked about the sect rules, development plans, core values, and repeated everything that he said in the sect founding ceremony.

After his speech, the four pavilion lords—Bai Ling, Xiao Ze, Liu Qianhuan, and White Scale Wolf God—interacted with the core disciples and bestowed them with cultivation methods.

Everything went smoothly.

Before they knew it, another day passed.

…

The next day, An Lin stuffed the three thousand normal disciples with chicken soup.

After drinking chicken soup for two hours, the three thousand disciples felt completely refreshed.

An Lin also felt refreshed after speaking for two hours. He still wanted to continue, yet he was stopped by Xu Xiaolan.

Afterward, Bai Ling handed cultivation methods down to the disciples and also assigned them with tasks and missions.

The majority of normal disciples would be away from the sect for lengthy periods of time in order to carry out missions. Thus, they would require a lot of funding from the sect. Fortunately, they didn’t call the Grandmaster Construction Cultivator to give then an “ordinary job”. Otherwise, they would need to lay off a number of the three thousand disciples due to financial constraints…

Everything in the Four Nine Immortal Sect was running smoothly.

Thank God there was the reliable and experienced Big Sister Bai presiding over the important matters. From her overall plans to the fine details of implementing those plans, everything that she did was impeccable.

Thanks to her suggestions and plans, the others were gradually able to settle into their roles as higher-ups.

If it wasn’t for Bai Ling, An Lin and the others would most likely have acted solely off impulse and whim. If that was the case, then the disciples would have been able to witness what a true “Buddhist-style sect” was like.

After seeing Bai Ling take charge, Lin Junjun felt reassured, and she returned to the Heavenly Court.

…

An Lin and Xu Xiaolan strolled around the Four Nine Immortal Sect leisurely.

Before they knew it, half of the holiday had already passed.

On some bright and beautiful day, a large-eyed crane appeared in the skies above Four Nine Immortal Sect once again.

An Lin was amused as he looked at the strange crane circling in the skies.

Bam!

The large-eyed crane suddenly exploded, and black ink poured down from the skies. This ink was blocked out by An Lin’s protective spell technique.

A golden note slowly drifted over.

An Lin caught it curiously. There were three large words written on it—Heavenly Court’s Entrustment.

“Heavenly Court’s Entrustment? Well, this is impressive!” A look of delight lit up on his face.

Heavenly Court’s Entrustments were given out when the Heavenly Court needed to deal with some matter but didn’t have enough available personnel to deal with it by themselves. They would entrust these matters to the Nine Imperials or other top-rated sects and reward them with a certain amount of compensation.

What about the Four Great Sects?

Sorry, but the Four Great Sects didn’t accept entrustments from the Heavenly Court.

Theoretically speaking, the Heavenly Court ruled over the Kingdom of the Nine States, which the Four Great Sects were also a part of. However, the Four Great Sects were beyond the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court. They existed within the Nine States, yet they stood detached from the Nine States.

They had the powers to be in such a position.

An Lin could also choose to reject this entrustment. After all, it was largely up to the sect whether they accepted the Heavenly Court’s Entrustment or not. There were very few cases of sects being forced to accept entrustments.

By giving the Four Nine Immortal Sect an entrustment, it was evident that the Heavenly Court had already acknowledged the Four Nine Immortal Sect to be a top-rated sect.

An Lin cheerfully looked over the content on the golden note. When he reached the end, his eyelids jumped.

Heavenly Court’s Entrustment.

Trustor: Celestial Thearch.

Entrusted Task: Investigate the reasons behind the riots in the Sinister Spirit Beast Cesspool.

Reward: Based on intelligence gathered, the reward may vary from one million to twenty million spirit stones.

Time limit: Unlimited.

An Lin had heard about the riots in the Sinister Spirit Beast Cesspool. According to rumors, five Return to Void Stage immortal beasts had died during one of the riots. Right now, the riots were still ongoing.

As for why these riots were occurring, people were coming up with all sorts of speculations. However, there wasn’t any reliable information.

Indigenous beasts, which were too low in rank, didn’t know of the reasons either, and high-rank beasts all kept tight-lipped regarding the riots.

“Sinister Spirit Beast Cesspool, is it? To go, or not to go…”