I Might Be A Fake Cultivator - Chapter 1937
Chapter 1937: An Interview
His threat wasn’t very convincing.
This was like an old man on his deathbed trembling and coughing while threatening a robber that had broken into his house.
A normal robber would silence the old man and put him out of his misery!
However, the Dark River Immortal Whale hesitated.
It knew that this man had just killed the Vermilion Bird.
Could he have some other trump cards up his sleeve? Just who was this man?
The Vermilion Bird Heart Essence was an extremely valuable treasure, but it was not worth sacrificing its life for.
“Hahaha… Don’t worry, fellow cultivator, I’m a radio host and journalist here in the Realm of Stars. I am a lover of peace, and I’m just here to assess the situation.” The Dark River Immortal Whale quickly shrank into an adorable little whale that was only about a meter in length before swimming toward An Lin with a friendly expression.
An Lin slashed his Evil-Slaying Sword through space and created a circular sword gash in a radius of a kilometer around him. “Anyone who steps over this line will be slain with no exceptions!”
A God of Creation Stage journalist? What a load of bullsh*t!
“Er…” The Dark River Immortal Whale came to an abrupt halt.
It looked like this man was very cautious.
He didn’t seem to be afraid to battle, but the caution he was exercising indicated that he was currently in a very bad condition…
To attack or not to attack?
The Dark River Immortal Whale began to hesitate once again.
The Dark River Immortal Whale hesitated momentarily before asking, “Um… I really am a journalist. Can I interview you?”
An Lin assessed his own condition and discovered that it would be quite difficult for him to fight a God of Creation in his current state, so he nodded. “Alright, I’ll accept your interview.”
The Dark River Immortal Whale nodded with elation before bringing out a photographic crystal. “Hello, everyone, I’m your beloved Little Whale, and I’m here at the site of the fallen Vermilion Bird to interview the two mysterious powerful beings who have slain the Vermilion Bird. Don’t go anywhere! This is sure to be an enthralling interview!”
An Lin: “…”
What the f*ck?! Why did it seem so professional? Was it really a journalist?
“Hello there!” the Dark River Immortal Whale greeted An Lin.
“Hi…” An Lin responded.
He knew that the interview had already commenced.
The Dark River Immortal Whale began its interview. “May I ask who you are, where you came from, and where do you plan to go next?”
An Lin put his palms together. “Benefactor Little Whale, I am Tang Bazang, a humble monk from the oriental Tang Dynasty, and I am on a pilgrimage to the Western Paradise in order to secure the Buddhist scriptures.”[1]
“Greetings, Mr. Tang Bazang!” The Dark River Immortal Whale had never heard of Tang Bazang, but it knew that the name of Tang Bazang was going to be renowned across the entire Realm of Stars after today.
“May I ask where the oriental Tang Dynasty is and where this Western Paradise is? Could it be the territory of the Holy Beast White Tiger?” The Dark River Immortal Whale didn’t know where these two places were, but its expression became even more respectful.
A mysterious smile appeared on An Lin’s face. “I won’t be able to disclose that information. All you have to know is that I’m doing something that will benefit the entire Realm of Stars.”
The Dark River Immortal Whale shuddered upon hearing this. “What a grand vision!”
So was this a kind and benevolent being?
“So why did you have an altercation with the Holy Beast Vermilion Bird?” the Dark River Immortal Whale asked.
“The Vermilion Bird conspired to kill my dao partner, so I could only kill her,” An Lin replied with an indifferent expression.
The Dark River Immortal Whale drew a sharp intake of breath. This was no kind and benevolent being!
It then turned to the woman behind him, who had turned into a white Vermilion Bird egg. “You went to such great lengths to kill the Vermilion Bird, but your dao partner received the inheritance of the Vermilion Bird Heart Essence. How do you view this matter?”
An Lin blinked. “How else can I view this matter? I view it with my heart!”
The Dark River Immortal Whale was dumbstruck. What a profound and abstruse response.
“What do you plan on doing to the rest of the Vermilion Bird Tribe living beings?” the Dark River Immortal Whale asked.
“That will depend on what my dao partner wants to do.” An Lin smiled.
The Dark River Immortal Whale took a look at the egg once again. What could an egg do?
All of the Vermilion Bird Tribe living beings would have fled already before the egg hatches!
Wait…
Why aren’t they running now?
The Dark River Immortal Whale was confused.
However, it quickly understood why.
As Xu Xiaolan was refining the Vermilion Bird Heart Essence, the Vermilion Bird aura she released was something the Vermilion Bird Tribe living beings were extremely attached to and reluctant to part with.
It was the feeling of warmth, of home, of light.
One could refer to the analogy of moth diving into flames here.
The Vermilion Bird Tribe living beings remained true to their bloodlines and decided to stay even though it could spell their imminent demise.
This was just another version of moths diving into flames.
The aura Xu Xiaolan was currently exuding was akin to irresistible flames to the Vermilion Bird Tribe living beings.
“Is this the aura of the Vermilion Bird? It feels different from what it was in the past. In the past, the aura had always been regal and proud to the extreme. But now, it’s holy and warm without the abrasive arrogance it once had…” the Dark River Immortal Whale remarked.
An Lin smiled upon hearing this. “Of course. This is Xiaolan brand Vermilion Bird power.”
He looked at the egg with a doting expression, as if he were a benevolent father looking at his child.
The Vermilion Bird Tribe living beings were still hoping that the Dark River Immortal Whale would kill these two abhorrent humans for them, but they were communicating in a friendly manner as part of an interview instead!
What the hell was going on?
Did this high and mighty God of Creation not even have the courage to attack such a feeble human?
All of the Vermilion Bird Tribe powerful beings expected more from the whale.
Unfortunately, they couldn’t influence the Dark River Immortal Whale’s thoughts and could only look on in despair.
The six blabbermouths of the Vermilion Bird Tribe were at a loss for words and were struck by a profound sense of powerlessness. Their hopes were ignited time and time again, only to be snuffed out over and over again. An Lin was synonymous with despair in their eyes.
Soon, a ripple washed over the entire Vermilion Bird Star System again.
A semi-transparent rainbow Kirin suddenly tore through space and descended. It galloped through space like a horse, and the terrifying soul power emanating from its body struck all of the Vermilion Bird Tribe living beings with a sense of asphyxiation.
“It’s Heavenly Monarch Dong Chen of the Spirit Tribe!” a Vermilion Bird Tribe powerful being yelled.
An Lin had also noticed this extremely powerful being galloping over from the distance, and his brows furrowed slightly. This was another God of Creation!
Heavenly Monarch Dong Chen was one of the Spirit Tribe Heavenly Monarchs alongside the likes of Heavenly Monarch Bei Luo and Heavenly Monarch Xi Ling.
Whoosh!
Space was torn apart once again.
“Hahaha! I’ve wanted to visit the Vermilion Bird’s nest for a long time! What a pity that I wasn’t able to sample a beauty like the Vermilion Bird!”
A monster that appeared to be similar to a western dragon with eight spiky wings emerged from the spatial rift, and its boundless aura descended upon the Vermilion Bird Star System.
All eight of its wings were different from one another. They were either pure and snowy white, or lined with bones, or filled with vitality, or surging with deathly energy. All of them were imbued with a type of boundless essential power.
This was a God of Creation from the Ancient Tribe, the Extreme Dao Holy Falcon!
The Vermilion Bird Tribe living beings were beginning to panic.
Things had well and truly spiraled out of control.
Back when the Vermilion Bird was alive, none of the Gods of Creation dared to set foot upon the Vermilion Bird territory. However, they were now popping up one after another with indeterminate intentions.
The atmosphere was starting to become extremely tense.
[1] This is ripping off the storyline of the iconic Chinese fictional novel “Journey to The West”, where one of the main characters, a monk named Tang Sanzang, traveled from the oriental Tang Dynasty on a journey to the Western Paradise to secure the Buddhist scriptures.
