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I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

On modern-day Earth, An Lin seems to have been abandoned by God. When his father suddenly disappears, An Lin is left with his father's immense debt, putting his life at risk. After being forced to a rooftop by his pursuing creditors, An Lin is unexpectedly swept off his feet and brought to the ground safely.     After learning that he was saved by an Immortal, An Lin is gifted, seemingly out of pure generosity, the 'God Of War System,' and a pass to a new realm. Follow An Lin as he experiences a whole new world of legends, meets many new friends, acquires legendary weapons and tools, and starts on his path of becoming a powerful cultivator. There is never a dull time in An Lin's new life with his ‘great’ new system!

Bright Moonlight Frost On The Ground · Oriental
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2399 Chs

Why Did He Die?

Editor: Henyee Translations

"The holy disciples are your slaves?"

The Dark Poison Lord faltered upon hearing this before bursting into laughter.

"Hahahaha… you're on the brink of death, and you're still telling jokes? The mighty holy disciples are your slaves? Hahaha…"

An Lin's words were apparently quite funny. At least the Dark Poison Lord was laughing.

An Lin couldn't be bothered wasting any more words with the Dark Poison Lord. Just let him laugh while he still could, in case he became unable to laugh after a while.

He slit open a small wound on his arm, and his blood stained the blade of his Evil-Slaying Sword.

The Dark Poison Lord faltered slightly upon seeing this. Why was it that the defenses he had struggled in vain to break through were able to be sliced through so easily by An Lin himself? Could it be that he had expert control over his defenses that he was able to activate and deactivate it at will?