I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

The candidates had dwindled down to three, so Yang Lingqian was most likely the one he was going to choose.

This thin and gaunt man dressed in a black robe must be the most powerful being within the Divine Source Continent, Immortal King Feng Wuya!

He was currently making a decision on who he was going to sleep with tonight.

An Lin was starting to get a little nervous. If he chose Yang Lingqian, then An Lin would have to go and save her. After all, Yang Lingqian had only taken the risk to become part of the harem for his sake.

But if he saved Yang Lingqian, then the rest of his harem mission would be compromised.

However, there was still a sixty-six percent chance that Yang Lingqian wouldn’t be chosen, so hopefully, she had good luck today.

“I’ll take these two!” Feng Wuya pointed at two of the images.

An Lin: “???”

Wasn’t he only supposed to choose one? Why did he go with two?!

An Lin discovered that he was still too innocent and completely unable to keep up with Feng Wuya’s thought processes.

However, what was worthy of celebration was that neither of the two women chosen by Feng Wuya was Yang Lingqian…

What amazing luck!

In An Lin’s opinion, neither of the two women the Immortal King had chosen was as beautiful as her. Perhaps it was simply a matter of different tastes.

The woman beside him immediately curtseyed with a smile. “Yan Ji will get on it right away!”

The woman tore through space and departed.

After she left, Feng Wuya stood on the spot for a moment before suddenly raising his head, and his terrifying aura formed black ripples that radiated outward.

He roared, “Quit hiding, I know you’re there!”

His voice was like a clap of thunder, and An Lin’s heart jolted in response. Could it be that his cover had been blown even though he was using his Mist Immortal Technique?!

However… if he really had been discovered, why was Feng Wuya not looking in his direction? Could it be that he was so arrogant, he didn’t even think he needed to look at his enemies?

An Lin couldn’t help but feel like there was something wrong here, and he continued to conceal himself.

Everything became extremely silent.

After a short while.

The armored man spoke in a confused voice, “Immortal King?”

Feng Wuya shook his head. “It’s nothing. I had a nagging feeling that someone was spying on me from the shadows, so I tried to goad them into coming out.”

The man chuckled. “You are the most powerful being in this entire world, Immortal King. There are no cultivators who can spy on you and avoid detection. You’re being overly cautious.”

Feng Wuya nodded in agreement. “Xing Long, station yourself outside of the meteorite mystic area.”

The man half-knelt to the ground. “Yes, Immortal King!”

An Lin heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing this. It was a trap after all. How cautious is this guy? He’s already the top dog of this world, and he’s still skeptical about everything.

Yan Ji and Xing Long were both Return to Void Final Stage mighty figures who could not be underestimated. Feng Wuya was now making his way toward the Spring Light Palace, and An Lin hesitated momentarily before following him.

The meteorite mystic area the Immortal King was referring to was most likely that black building within the formation, and there was a very high probability that there would be a Heavenly Dao fragment in there.

As such, An Lin now had the basis for a plan.

The sun slowly set below the horizon and night began to set in.

An Lin looked up to discover that there were also two moons in the sky of this world, one of which was a pristine and holy white while the other was a more sinister red.

He fell into deep thought upon seeing this.

There was a battle of Dao Integration taking place between the two moons on the Tai Chu Continent, but why did the Divine Source Continent also have two moons? He could sense that both moons in the sky were able to project the power of the moon, which meant that they were not projections themselves!

Could it be that there is a correlation between the two worlds?

Is it because of the Tai Chu Continent’s Heavenly Dao fragment…

An Lin could only set aside these questions for now as he continued to follow Feng Wuya.

Feng Wuya entered the Spring Light Palace, and there were already many young women waiting for him. They turned toward the man walking toward them, and all of them wore different expressions. Some were curious, some were reverent, some were uneasy, some were horrified, and there were even some with indiscernible expressions that seemed to be the result of a blend of many emotions.

In any case, all of the harem beauties seemed to hold different attitudes toward Feng Wuya.

The gorgeous, seductive Yan Ji made her way out from a spatial rift before turning to Feng Wuya with a dainty smile. “Immortal King, these two concubines have been eagerly awaiting you, and you can take them at any time.”

Feng Wuya nodded as his eyes roamed over Yan Ji’s delectable body. “Yan Ji, would you like to join us?”

Yan Ji faltered slightly upon hearing this before a seductive smile appeared on her face. “I’ll pass. Hehehe… Immortal King, have you forgotten what cultivation method I’m cultivating in? If my body of pure yin is broken, you’ll lose one of your most powerful warriors…”

Feng Wuya was a little disgruntled. “Then when are you going to let me sample your harem of a thousand female cultivators?”

“Hehe… That won’t be difficult to arrange. I’ll hand them over to you once I’ve had enough intimate time with them…” Yan Ji’s eyes ripples as she spoke, “Then I’ll be taking my leave to enjoy my beauties as well now.”

Yan Ji disappeared into a ball of flames.

Feng Wuya was a little disappointed, but he still made his way over to his sleeping quarters.

An Lin was struggling to process the information overload from that conversation.

He could kind of understand a man having a harem of three thousand, but what the hell was Yan Ji’s harem of one thousand? Even lesbians had harems?!

He was suddenly feeling a little sorry for the male cultivators of this world. All of the beautiful women had been taken by these two!

An Lin grumbled internally as he floated into Feng Wuya’s sleeping quarters behind him.

Two beautiful women were trembling uncontrollably on Feng Wuya’s bed, one of which had red-rimmed eyes, clearly indicating she had already cried and dried her tears since.

Perhaps they were in the same boat as Yang Lingqian in that they were forced here by the Immortal King.

Feng Wuya’s eyes lit up with excitement at the sight of the fearful and aggrieved women sitting on his bed, as if their horrified expressions were giving him a sense of twisted pleasure.

An Lin hesitated momentarily before deciding to observe the situation for a bit longer.

“We pay our respects to the Immortal King.”

The two women hurriedly curtseyed.

“Hahaha… Save the formalities…” Feng Wuya stripped off his clothes and pounced toward the trembling beauties on his bed, “Relax. I’m going to show you two the best night of your lives!”

Feng Wuya had already stripped down to his underpants and was now stripping off the two women’s clothes as well.

Soon, a pair of delectable bodies began to appear before him.

The two women were feeling quite enraged and humiliated, but they didn’t dare to resist, so they could only endure it.

An Lin couldn’t bear to watch any longer, and he was just about to get out of this place when he caught sight of something and was completely rooted to the spot.

He felt like he had discovered a huge secret about the Immortal King!