I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

“Little Sister, the man of your dreams is about to take the stage!” A Celestial Maiden in a red robe let loose a delicate laugh as she tugged on the plain daoist robe of the woman beside her.

“What the hell are you saying, Big Sister?!”

Lin Junjun glared at the woman beside her with a hint of aggravation.

A Celestial Maiden in a blue robe chimed in with a slight smile. “Little Sister, I’ve watched you grow up from a toddler, and I’ve never seen you be so interested in any other man. Can you deny that?”

“Pursue him if you like him! Getting into a relationship isn’t against any heavenly laws!” A woman in a green robe echoed the same opinion.

A Celestial Maiden in a yellow dress said with a dainty smile, “It would be great if you could take him down! We would be able to feast on delicious cooking every day! Just the thought of it brings happiness welling up in my heart.”

Lin Junjun’s fair cheeks were blushing like a tomato as several beautiful Celestial Maidens created a rabble-rousing party around her. In the process, they displayed quite a beautiful sight to behold.

It was finally time for An Lin to take the stage.

He wore a set of signature white robes, and a hint of confidence and tranquility could be gleaned from his handsome features. Despite the audience of over a thousand immortals, there was not even a single hint of stage fright discernible from his body language.

This was an audience comprising of around two dozen Return to Void Stage Celestial Immortal and close to a thousand Soul Formation Stage Earth Immortals and Spirit Nurturing Stage Young Immortals. This would be an absolutely terrifying lineup in the eyes of an ordinary cultivator, so much so that they might even be too nervous to walk.

However, in An Lin’s eyes, this could only be considered a decent lineup.

After all, he was displaying his cooking skills in person, so only an audience like this was worthy of the spectacular show they were about to witness!

Emperor Qing Hua stroked his beard with approval at the sight of An Lin’s composure. “It appears that An Lin is quite confident.”

An Lin extended a respectful salute toward the emperor. “Junior An Lin pays his respects to Emperor Qing Hua!”

“Good good good… You can go wait over there.” Emperor Qing Hua pointed with a warm, gentle smile to the competition stage, upon which all utensils had already been prepared for him.

Chef God Hu Jiahao had also arrived at the competition. This was a man wearing a set of red robes. He had a slightly rough set of features and a pair of eyes that glowed with a hint of domineering confidence.

Hu Jiahao extended a respectful salute to Emperor Qing Hua before taking the stage.

An Lin turned to look at Hu Jiahao to find that Hu Jiaohao was also looking at him. This was the first time their eyes met and sparks already seemed to be flying.

Hu Jiahao said in an indifferent voice, “Perhaps your cooking skills are indeed quite exemplary, but I’ll show all of the immortals here that your dishes are not worth the price you charged!”

The Chef God did not denounce An Lin’s cooking skills, which instilled a bit of confidence in his heart.

An Lin was obviously not going to back down, and he replied with a slight smile, “Then I’ll show you that my dishes are worth any price they get elevated to past this day!”

His words were immediately met with a burst of startled gasps.

Arrogance! Arrogance to the point of impudence!

Such arrogant words struck shock into the hearts of each and every one of the audience members present.

Some of the immortals were disdainful toward An Lin’s open display of arrogance and provocation. However, others wore admiring expressions upon seeing this.

“As a new chef on the market, An Lin shouldn’t say things like this no matter how good his cooking skills are. He’s already showing everyone the extent of his arrogance now, imagine what he would be like in the future!”

“I don’t think he has done anything wrong. A young person should be full of spirit and drive like this.”

“That’s right! People who talk the talk but can’t walk the walk are stupid c*nts! But people who can do both are charismatic! Besides, perhaps his cooking skills really are as exemplary as he proclaims?”

All the immortals were engaged in heated discussions with one another, and all of them subscribed to different opinions.

At this moment, the two adorable infants beside Emperor Qinghua flew over to An Lin and Hu Jiahao, and they each waved a hand to reveal the ingredients and condiments for this competition.

The condiments were quite simple—oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar.

As for the ingredients, these were even simpler—one cabbage, one eggplant, one Heavenly Court free-range chicken, one piece of pork, a few eggs, and some spring onions as well as garlic.

The two infants announced in unison, “Competitors must make a dish of their choices from the available ingredients laid out before them. Whoever cooks the most delicious and high-quality dish will be adjudged the winner, and this will be decided by Emperor Qing Hua! The final explanation for the judgment will also be provided by Emperor Qing Hua!”

An Lin nodded upon hearing this. The judging criteria were not only limited to the taste of the dish but also the quality of the dish. This would be a test of the chef’s ability to transform ordinary ingredients into a miraculous dish. After all, all these ingredients were quite mundane, so the key would lie in how they were cooked.

At that moment, An Lin and Hu Jiahao both fell into deep thought.

They had only one opportunity, so they wanted to do the best they could by taking the time and formulating a plan first.

Ever since An Lin had obtained the frying pan, he had been practicing his cooking skills every day. After all, he couldn’t just waste the flavor enhancement effects, and as a result, he was now kind of a jack of all trades in all types of cuisines.

He had also tried to cook dishes using such simple ingredients before, like the cola chicken he had once made for Xiaolan. But that was not going to be enough! He needed something more spectacular!

An Lin and Hu Jiahao were still rooted to the spot in deep thought.

All the spectators were getting quite restless again as more discussions erupted.

“I’ve had An Lin’s cooking before, and it’s absolutely the most delicious cooking in this world! An Lin will be sure to win this competition!”

“Hehe, don’t be too confident in case you have to swallow your words! Hu Jiahao has been the incumbent Chef God for several thousand years! How could he lose to a new kid?”

“Maybe An Lin has some special ingredients or cooking techniques he uses to enhance the flavor of his dishes. However, with all these mundane ingredients, Hu Jiahao’s vast experience and extremely refined cooking skills would probably carry him to victory in the end!”

All the immortals were discussing among themselves, as were the Young Immortals.

The golden infant boy beside Emperor Qing Hua sidled up to the jade infant girl. “Xiao Yu, who do you think is going to win?”

“Big Brother An Lin for sure! His cooking is really delicious!” the jade girl replied.

The golden boy was taken aback by her quick and firm response. “Why?”

“Big Brother An Lin is so handsome, just looking at him would make his cooking more delicious to eat!” the jade girl replied in a crisp, adorable voice.

The golden boy: “…”

What a pure and innocent response!

Just as they were talking, another collective cry of surprise rang out from the audience stands.

Everyone turned toward the competition platform to find that Hu Jiahao had made the first move!

“It’s here! That is the signature pan of the Chef God, the Flying God Green and Yellow Pan! Its exterior is as beautiful as jade and is constructed from divine rank green-and-yellow jade! Not only does it offer a completely non-stick surface, but it is also extremely heat resistant and can enhance the flavor of any dish cooked by using it!”

All the other immortals also let loose cries of surprise. Just looking at Chef God’s artistic masterpiece of a pan was quite a visual spectacle on its own!

Perhaps it was because he was inspired by something, a figurative lightbulb suddenly lit up over An Lin’s head, and he too decided on what dish he was going to cook. That dish had something to do with the newest member of his big family.

“Look! An Lin is springing into action too!”

“Let me see what type of pan he’s going to use.”

One second later, countless immortals’ eyes bulged in disbelief.

Some even rubbed their eyes before looking again, only to draw another sharp intake of incredulous breath.

“This, am I seeing this right? Is that a frying pan?”

“And it’s a completely mundane pitch-black frying pan?!”

A certain retarded superfan retorted, “Mundane? No! I think it’s extremely unique!”

“Unique? Unique in how ugly it is?!”

That’s right, everyone was either disappointed, disdainful, or shocked at the sight of An Lin’s frying pan.

An Lin didn’t take notice of their reactions as a confident smile appeared on his face.

You mere mortals, let me show you the might of the frying pan!