I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1801: Cleaning Up After the Battle

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Sigh, I still came too late.” A disappointed expression appeared on An Lin’s face.

He could see the bodies of cultivators, broken Gundams, and the destroyed Dawn battleship down below, all of which were beyond saving.

“Don’t be too hard on yourself, An Lin, we’ve already done our best. We’ve taken less than a minute to get here from the moment we received the emergency signal for help.” Ne Zha flew over to An Lin before looking at the massive crack in on the ground with furrowed brows. “Didn’t our information state that Heaven Pioneer Stage Heavenly Humans wouldn’t be able to access Earth? How has one suddenly appeared?”

An Lin was also quite concerned. “A Heaven Pioneer Stage Great General is comparable to a mighty figure at the Return to Void Pinnacle Stage. Nothing on Earth can stand against power of this caliber. Looks like we have to find an opportunity to raise this issue with Nuwa...”

Da Bai descended onto the ground, and An Lin set up a powerful healing formation to facilitate recovery for all those injured during this battle.

Some injured Gundam operators walked into the healing formation to discover that their injuries were healing at a rate perceptible to the naked eye. All of them were back to full health after a few seconds, and their eyes were filled with even more awe and veneration when they looked at An Lin now.

This was a truly powerful being! Even though Earth’s technology had developed to this extent, it was still completely unable to match the powers displayed by An Lin here.

The Green River Sword Immortal and all of the other cultivators all rushed over to express their gratitude.

A young man with golden hair and green eyes also made his way over to An Lin with a respectful expression. “Senior An Lin, may I please ask you what cultivation base you are at right now?”

An Lin blinked before giving an honest reply. “Return to Void Intermediate Stage.”

Boom!

Derek was rooted to the spot.

“How.... how could this be...”

He felt like his entire world was crumbling around him.

Great General Qing Luo was able to destroy the Dawn battleship with a swipe of his finger, but An Lin was able to kill him with a single slap.

Didn’t that mean that Return to Void Intermediate Stage cultivators were infinitely more powerful than the Dawn battleship?

An Lin was a little perplexed by the sight of the dejected Derek. “What’s wrong? Are you alright?”

“I... I’m fine.” Derek nodded with soulless eyes before stumbling away into the distance, as if his life had lost all meaning.

An Lin didn’t really know what was going on. After cleaning up the battlefield with everyone, he turned his attention to the crack again.

The Heavenly Human Tribe invaders had been destroyed, and no other Heavenly Human Tribe powerful beings rushed out from the crack to replace them.

Following this battle, the Hua Alliance was alerted to just how terrifying the Heavenly Human Tribe was, and they mobilized even more forces to be stationed at the Kunlun Mountain front.

There were now five hundred Hope Gundams and two Dawn battleships positioned at the scene.

This was the extent of what the Hua Alliance Army was capable of deploying on such short notice.

There was also an aircraft that looked like a huge fish hovering in the sky above. It was deep blue in color and over seven hundred meters in length, like a gargantuan blue whale. There were golden energy ripples radiating outward from its underside as it hung silently in the air.

This was the Jabanese strategic battleship that had also been deployed here as an emergency measure.

Marshal Chen Jingguo also arrived in person to express his gratitude to An Lin.

“Sigh... If only they had requested for your assistance as soon as the Heavenly Human Tribe invasion began...” Chen Jingguo’s expression was filled with guilt and rage. “They were far too arrogant. They thought that they could handle everything and only notified you after the Dawn battleship was destroyed.”

“They can’t be blamed for this matter. No one could have predicted that a Heaven Pioneer Stage Great General would appear here,” An Lin consoled.

“Is there any way for Earth to combat these Heaven Pioneer Stage Great Generals?” Chen Jingguo asked.

An Lin shook his head and heaved a forlorn sigh. “Heaven Pioneer Stage Great Generals are extremely proficient in using spatial power and the power of the heavens. As far as I know, there is nothing on Earth that can hurt them.”

Chen Jingguo was very concerned upon hearing this. “Sigh, we humans are still too weak.”

“The only way is to immediately summon Big Brother An after encountering a Heaven Pioneer Stage Great General, woof!” Da Bai suggested.

An Lin: “...”

“Well...” Chen Jingguo turned toward An Lin with a slightly embarrassed expression.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be here until the issue on Earth is resolved.” An Lin smiled.

Chen Jingguo immediately extended a grateful bow to An Lin upon hearing this. “Thank you for your support, War God An Lin! I thank you on behalf of all of the humans on Earth.”

An Lin immediately waved his hands. “You’re far too kind, Admiral Chen. Don’t forget that Earth is my home.”

A petite figure descended from the blue whale aircraft in the sky.

This was a woman with extremely intricate features with a well-proportioned body clothed in a red and white witch costume. Her long, black hair was braided with red string, and she held an inky-black katana in her hand.

“Junior Ying Luoqing pays her respects to Senior An Lin.”

The witch spoke in a mellow voice as she curtseyed respectfully and carefully.

Chen Jingguo immediately made an introduction.

“Ying Luoqing possesses a psychic constitution and is a once in a millennium prodigy among the Jabanese witches. At the same time, she is also the representative of the Jabanese cultivation world.”

An Lin’s expression remained unchanged as he nodded upon hearing this. “Hello.”

He hadn’t heard of anything called a physic constitution.

So what if she was a once in a millennium prodigy? She was only a Soul Formation Final Stage cultivator and was not worthy of interest.

Ying Luoqing was not displeased by An Lin’s cold demeanor. Instead, her bright, black eyes roamed over his body and shimmered with curiosity. She had heard that this was a man who could insta-kill a terrifying Great General that was, in turn, able to destroy a Dawn battleship in the blink of an eye. What kind of power was this?

The Jabanese was a race that revered strength and insanely powerful men like An Lin presented an irresistible temptation to her.

“Senior An Lin, I am the representative of the Jabanese cultivation world. If you would like to borrow our power, please feel free to inform me,” Ying Luoqing spoke in fluent Mandarin.

She forced herself to maintain an indifferent tone of voice as she repressed the impulses within her heart.

An Lin was a little intrigued to hear this. “Oh? How many cultivators do you have in Jaban, Little Ying?”

“Little Ying?!” Ying Luoqing was taken aback by An Lin’s pet name for her, and a blush appeared on her face as she reminded herself internally to remain calm. “At the moment, I can deploy five Soul Formation Stage, twenty-two Spirit Nurturing Stage, and over seven hundred Dao Body Stage cultivators...”

An Lin nodded with a thoughtful expression.

To be frank, he could kill all of those with a single slap...

“Alright, thanks for informing me of that. I’ll notify you if I need anything from you. You can go now,” An Lin said with a warm smile.

“Yes.” Ying Luoqing bowed respectfully once again as a hint of loss flashed through her eyes.