I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Little Xie clasped her little hands behind her back and made her way slowly over to Sun Yuluo.

“Master Little Xie, please save me!” Sun Yuluo had goosebumps running all over his body, and he was on the brink of tears as the little boy nestled on top of his body.

A smile appeared on Little Xie’s face. “Save you? Why do you need saving? Do you know the current situation you’re in?”

“N… no…” Sun Yuluo shook his head with a tense expression.

“The ancient sword from the Heavenly Sword Sect that has nurtured a sword spirit, the Blue Dream Sword that the entire sect is looking for… He wants to… accept you as his Master!”

Little Xie pointed at Sun Yuluo and spoke with a serious expression.

Sun Yuluo’s mouth gaped open with astonishment.

The Blue Dream Sword wanted to accept him as his Master? What a joke!

“Why me…” he spoke after taking a long while to recover.

“He thinks you’re fun. He thinks that everything will be quite interesting with you as his Master.”

Little Xie revealed the little boy’s reasons to Sun Yuluo. “I respect the wishes of all sword spirits. Hence, if you agree to take him, I’ll agree to let him go with you.”

Sun Yuluo stared at the little boy on his back with a dumbstruck expression.

The little boy grinned at him before licking his face with his slippery tongue again.

Sun Yuluo: “…”

A sword spirit accepting him as their owner was something that he didn’t even dare to dream about in the past. What extraordinary luck he would require!

However, he was now thinking very carefully about whether he should accept the Blue Dream Sword.

Just as Sun Yuluo was hesitating, Ouyang Xia’s enraged cry suddenly sounded from above.

“Sun Yuluo, if you dare to become the Blue Dream Sword’s Master, the Heavenly Sword Sect will no longer accept you!”

Sun Yuluo’s expression faltered upon hearing this.

At this moment, a cultivator riding atop a white unicorn flew over from a distance away.

“Sun Yuluo, stop what you’re doing right now! You do not deserve the Blue Dream Sword!”

A voice that was as faint and indiscernible as cloud and mist sounded. Even though it was not loud at all, it struck one’s eardrums like the sound from a massive gong.

“Before making a decision, think about whether you’re powerful enough to deserve a treasure like this. If you’re not powerful enough, the sword will spell disaster to you rather than a fortune!”

When the unicorn-riding cultivator drew his longsword, clouds and mist surged for over fifty kilometers.

“It’s the third elder!”

“Third Elder Zhu Yunshan’s Surging Cloud Sword Technique is known as the number one trapping formation in our sect!”

All of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples stared at the elder in the distance with scorching light in their eyes.

Zhu Yunshan was a Heavenly Sword Sect mighty figure at the pinnacle of the Return to Void Intermediate Stage. An Lin was now engaged in a fierce battle against Ouyang Xia, so who would be able to stop Zhu Yunshan?

“Sun Yuluo, I’ll give you ten seconds to hand over the Blue Dream Sword. Otherwise, I will still take the sword by force, but I’ll also kick you out of the Heavenly Sword Sect!” Zhu Yunshan’s stern voice sounded.

Boundless white mist was already spreading as he spoke, creating an inescapable trapping formation around the temple.

At the same time, Sun Yuluo felt an extremely terrifying might enveloped his body, and it felt as if he would be instantly killed by that power if he did anything out of line!

“No… I want you and no one else…”

The little boy’s voice sounded from behind Sun Yuluo.

He turned around to discover the little boy looking at him with innocent and sincere eyes.

Just as Sun Yuluo was caught in a slight daze, a white mist sword projection fell from the sky.

“Ten seconds have passed. Sun Yuluo, you are no longer a member of our Heavenly Sword Sect!”

All Zhu Yunshan wanted to do was to recover the ancient sword. He did not care about Sun Yuluo at all.

The white mist sword projection descended at an extremely fast speed. Sun Yuluo stood up and drew his sword before unleashing an extremely dazzling sword strike along with an almighty roar.

“I’m not going down!”

Boom!

The two sword projections clashed, and Sun Yuluo’s sword projection was pulverized by the white mist sword projection.

The sword projection continued to descend upon him.

Sun Yuluo looked at the sword projection descending upon him and stood resolutely to the spot with not even the slightest hint of fear on his face.

Right at this moment, the little girl in black positioned herself in front of him with the Evil-Slaying Sword in her hand. She unleashed a nonchalant sword strike and immediately vanquished Zhu Yunshan’s sword projection!

“If you don’t want to go down, then hurry up and make a decision,” Little Xie spoke in a cold voice.

Sun Yuluo took a deep breath. “I’m not a man without self-awareness. I know I’m not powerful enough to deserve an ancient sword that has nurtured a spirit…”

The little boy on Sun Yuluo’s back became quite dejected upon hearing this.

“However, the Blue Dream Ancient Sword has chosen me…” Sun Yuluo lifted his head, and a scorching yet determined expression appeared on his face. “As a Sword Immortal, what would be the point of continuing to cultivate if I don’t strive to grab an opportunity like this?!”

Boom!

Proud, unyielding sword intent launched into the sky.

Sun Yuluo grabbed the little boy’s soft, cold hand with a serious expression. “You’ve chosen me, so I won’t betray that trust. I’ll work my hardest to prove that I deserve you!”

Sun Yuluo’s words reverberated between heaven and earth.

An Lin and Little Xie both smiled at the same time. In contrast, all of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples stared at Sun Yuluo with shock etched onto their faces, whereas their third elder was fuming with rage.

“Impudence!”

Another massive cloud and mist sword projection over ten thousand feet in length descended from the sky.

Little Xie struck once again, and an inky-black sword projection instantly destroyed the massive cloud and mist sword projection.

The cold sensation on Sun Yuluo’s back suddenly disappeared.

He didn’t even get a chance to look behind him before a dark blue ancient sword began to fly in front of him as it let loose an urgent ringing.

Sun Yuluo immediately understood what it wanted and released a drop of blood essence to refine the Blue Dream Sword.

All of the Heavenly Sword Sect members starting to panic.

However, An Lin and Little Xie stood before them like two insurmountable mountains, rendering them completely powerless.

The refinement process was very quick.

Sun Yuluo finally became the Blue Dream Sword’s Master.

A burst of elated sword intent surged into the heavens, making the wind and clouds above tumble.

Frost gathered within a radius of five kilometers as snow fell within a radius of fifty kilometers!

Everyone was struck by a bone-chilling sensation.

“Sun Yuluo! How dare you accept the Blue Dream Sword?! I’m going to kill you for what you have done!” Zhu Yunshan roared.

After an ancient sword with a sword spirit accepted a Master, only when the current Master died could a new Master be chosen.

As the third elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, this was the only thing he could do to recover the ancient sword.

Zhao Siming heaved a forlorn sigh. “Sun Yuluo, do you still not understand? You’ve been kicked out of the sect by the third elder. Once you accept the Blue Dream Sword, you will be the enemy of the Heavenly Sword Sect. You will be hunted down until your inevitable death!”

Zhu Yunshan was just about to attack Sun Yuluo when a black figure suddenly appeared before him.

Little Xie slashed the Evil-Slaying Sword violently toward Zhu Yunshan’s chest.

Zhu Yunshan’s expression shifted, and he too slashed his sword toward Little Xie.

To his surprise, Little Xie was extremely agile, and her body moved like a black shadow to evade Zhu Yunshan’s sword strike in the blink of an eye before attacking with her Evil-Slaying Sword at the same time.

An inky-black sword projection engulfed heaven and earth as Zhu Yunshan let loose a wail of agony.

When the light returned, everyone was greeted by the sight of Zhu Yunshan frantically hurtling back in retreat with a massive gash on his chest, from which blood gushed forth like a geyser.

“You sure talk a lot for a man so weak.”

Little Xie spoke in a cold voice as she cast a cold glance at Zhao Siming and the others.

Zhao Siming and the others instantly shuddered from fear.

“I’m no longer a member of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Where am I supposed to go in this big, wide world?”

A disconsolate expression appeared on Sun Yuluo’s face.

Now that he had accepted the Blue Dream Ancient Sword, what awaited him was going to be an endless fight for survival from pursuers trying to recover the sword.

The Heavenly Sword Sect was an extremely terrifying sect. Would he really be able to escape?

Sun Yuluo didn’t know, but he did not regret his decision.

Right at this moment, An Lin’s voice sounded from above.

“Little Sun, if you have no place to go, you can come to the Four Nine Immortal Sect! The Four Nine Immortal Sect isn’t scared of the Heavenly Sword Sect! If you come here and the Heavenly Sword Sect still dares to try and chase you down, we’ll bash all of them for you!”