I Might Be A Fake Cultivator Chapter 62
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Chapter 62: Come, Strike Me to Death!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Seeing that the recruitment fee was so cheap, An Lin felt an urge to recruit even more cultivators of the Tenth Stage Dao Body.
After all, many hands make light work, no?
However, he eventually abandoned this idea.
Ten cultivators of the Tenth Stage Dao Body in addition to three cultivators of the Spirit Nurturing Stage was already powerful enough for a reinforcement team.
If the enemy was merely a Hundred-Eyed Spider, they would completely be able to string it up and beat it.
This team would also be strong enough to cope with any unforeseen dangers.
As long as emperor ranked monsters didn’t appear, they would be able to flee even if they couldn’t defeat their enemy.
If an emperor ranked monster did appear, then having more cultivators of the Tenth Stage Dao Body would just be meaningless anyway…
An Lin allowed the reinforcement team two days of preparation. After two days, they would meet at Chengdu and then travel together to the Kunlun Mountain Ranges.
Tian Lingling, Xu Xiaolan, and the others were all very pleased with the recruitment results. Afterward, they all left to do their own things.
Another day quickly went by.
The next day, Tian Lingling heaved a few large boxes into An Lin’s room.
Seeing that small petite body carrying a box which was larger than her own body, An Lin found it quite adorable.
Inside the box that Tian Lingling heaved over were the goods that he had asked her to buy for him.
The goods were of various shapes and sizes, and there were hundreds of items in total.
An Lin checked through the items and found that nothing was missing.
He then happily gave Tian Lingling ten spirit stones as a tip.
When he saw Tian Lingling hugging the ten spirit stones and rolling around the bed happily, he couldn’t help but fall deep into thought again.
Could it be… that cultivators of Earth really are this poor?
An Lin put all the items into his storage ring. He then walked to the French windows and drew the curtains back.
The sky was thick with dark clouds, and it was gloomy as far as the eye could see.
Within the thick layers of clouds, there was the deep rumble of thunder.
“It’s thundering, it’s raining, it looks like we can only stay in the hotel!”
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Tian Lingling lay on the bed on her stomach, and she swayed her legs about as she spoke tenderly.
Looking toward the scene in the sky and hearing the girl behind him mention thunder, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
This thought was very intense, and it caused him to come to a risky decision…
…
Atop the building, fierce winds howled by and heavy rain was about to fall.
Xuanyuan Cheng, Xu Xiaolan, and Tian Lingling all looked toward the male in front of them anxiously.
“Student An Lin, this is a very risky decision. I think that you should think it over carefully,” Xuanyuan Cheng said solemnly.
There was a worried look on Xu Xiaolan’s face. “An Lin, why are you doing this? Do you think that you can play around with your life like this? Listen to me, let’s just go back!” Xu Xiaolan yelled.
Tian Lingling was also animated as she spoke. “Fake Daoist Priest, do you still have spirit stones? Why don’t you distribute your wealth first… Considering the fact that we’ve been acquainted, why don’t you give me ten more spirit stones?”
Xiao Hong, who was laying on Xu Xiaolan’s shoulder, also sobbed loudly. “Waah… waah… waah… Master, if you die, then I can’t survive either! Why are you bringing me down with you…”
Xiao Hong had left An Lin’s pocket long ago.
If it didn’t leave, then in a moment, even if An Lin didn’t die, it would die anyway!
Faced with their words, An Lin smiled faintly. Then, with a confident and carefree demeanor, he turned his back to them and continued flying his kite…
Flashes of lighting could occasionally be seen amongst the thick dark clouds, and the fierce winds swept the kite up higher and higher.
An Lin kept pumping the line and letting the kite soar up higher.
At this moment, a feeling of pride welled up in his chest.
Long ago, there was Franklin who used a kite to capture electricity; today, there is An Lin who is using a kite to attract a lightning strike!
That’s right, An Lin planned to get struck by lightning!
He already had two cultivation techniques; the First Stage Earth Lotus Supreme Skill and Divine Might. As long as he learned one more cultivation technique, he would be able to rank up to the Tenth Stage Dao Body!
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Stage One Thunder Essence Cultivation Method—Condition: Be struck by a natural bolt of lightning which has been formed by the Heaven and Earth.
Tenth Stage Dao Body—Condition: Master three different system-provided cultivation techniques.
As long as he was struck by a bolt of lightning, he would be able to complete both these missions at once!
Kill two birds with one stone, why not?
There was just one problem. That was, would he be able to survive being struck by a bolt of lightning?
An Lin’s friends were in the dark about this as they looked on in terror at his actions.
If it wasn’t for An Lin requesting them to prepare a healing spell formation, they would have thought that he had gone mad.
No, even so, they still thought An Lin was mad!
If Franklin saw this sight, he would also think that An Lin was mad!
This wasn’t making a sacrifice for science, this was seeking death!
The kite was made out of a special type of metal. The line was also metallic, and one end of it was wrapped around An Lin’s hand.
As long as the kite was struck by lightning, the electricity would travel down the line and into his body.
He raised his head toward the sky. Up amongst the clouds, he could see a terrifying energy gather. The sight of this was enough to make him tremble in fear.
His feelings at this moment were indescribable.
He didn’t know when he would be struck by lightning, nor did he know what would happen to him after he was struck by lightning. He didn’t know whether he was going to survive or die either.
This type of feeling could only be described as… f*cking thrilling!
The kite drifted higher and higher, and it drew closer and closer to the clouds.
The deep boom of thunder roared in the clouds, and An Lin’s heart started to beat faster and faster.
It’s coming… it’s coming… it’s really coming…
His hands were trembling slightly. Even though he had the Earth Lotus Supreme Skill which strengthened his body far beyond the level of ordinary cultivators, this was lighting they were talking about! Hundreds of millions of volts! Are you scared?
Even though this energy wouldn’t all strike An Lin, it was still terrifying, okay?!
Just as An Lin was feeling extremely nervous, there was a flash of white in the sky.
Just as he was about to check out what it was, a devastating energy surged through his body. He was instantly overcome by an intense feeling of pain and numbness.
Xu Xiaolan and the others only saw a flash of light before An Lin was charred black by the bolt of lightning. The kite also started to fall down slowly…
Boom!
Only now did the deep rumble of thunder travel into their ears.
“Ding Dong. Stage One Thunder Essence Cultivation Method has been mastered, Lightning Manipulation Technique has also been awoken…
“Ding Dong. Three different categories of system-provided cultivation techniques have been mastered, beginning to rank up…”
An Lin’s body was charcoal black, and his brain felt like mush.
As he opened his mouth to speak, wisps of smoke drifted out. “Done!”
After saying this, his eyes rolled into his head and he plonked to the floor, unconscious.
“An Lin!”
An Lin’s friends cried out in surprise and they dashed to his side. Then, one after another, they continuously cast healing spells on him…
…
Sometime later, An Lin finally started to slowly regain his consciousness.
What greeted him was a big, fat, nose-picking face which was staring at him from close proximity.
“Holy f*ck! Who are you?!”
An Lin sat up in fright.
“Heh. Daoist An, I’m ‘The Savior’ from the ‘protect earth’ group chat!” the fatty chuckled as he straightened his belly.
Hearing this, An Lin was dumbfounded.
Holy f*ck! This guy is The Savior?
In his imagination, a badass capable of stealing technology from America should look something like Schwarzenegger. Why was it this fatty in front of him?!
As if reading An Lin’s mind, the fatty threw a few impressive punches. “Don’t underestimate me, I’m a nimble fatty!”
An Lin: “…”
After waking up, he learned from The Savior that it had already been a day since he was struck by lightning.
Now, most of the mortal world cultivators had already arrived at the hotel and were waiting to set off to the Kunlun Mountain Ranges tomorrow.
An Lin checked over his body. Upon sensing the powerful strength contained within his body, he was absolutely delighted.
He had successfully broken through to the Tenth Stage Dao Body!
A sharp look appeared in his eyes. “Very well, it’s time for me to reveal my true strength!”
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