I Might Be A Fake Cultivator Chapter 96
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Chapter 96: A Plethora of Treasures!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
For starters, there were all the presents from the powerful human cultivators.
In truth, none of the cultivators even dared to offer up presents after witnessing An Lin’s insane power.
After all, powerful as he was, would all this stuff even be considered worthy in the eyes of the mighty Poison Lord?
Luckily, Xu Xiaolan and the others spoke out for An Lin, confirming that his cultivation base really was just of the Tenth Stage Dao Body.
They also said that it was only due to some special circumstances that he was able to exhibit the power that he did.
All the cultivators immediately changed tack after learning of this, all of them flocking to An Lin’s room to offer up their presents.
Soon, all sorts of items piled up in the room.
An Lin counted up all the presents whilst placing them into his storage ring.
It had to be said…
This was quite a tiring process!
He genuinely felt as if his hands were getting tired from all the counting, but he couldn’t stop!
There were three hundred and twenty-six spirit pills in total, with all kinds of different effects, but most of them provided assistance in cultivation as well as replenishing vital energy. All of them were in between the fourth and ninth grade.
There were also seventy-two talismans in total.
Talismans were used as one-time disposable items, where a cultivator channeled their power through the talisman, thereby allowing them to activate the power within the talisman.
These types of items had the effect of taking an enemy by surprise in battle.
However, the creation process of a talisman was very complex and required great concentration and effort.
This was a highly-technical skill, requiring someone with a certain level of talent to create a good talisman.
Some cultivators would struggle in this field. For example, a cultivator at the Spirit Nurturing Stage with insufficient talent would only be able to create a talisman housing the power of the Dao Body Stage.
But for some geniuses and prodigies, they may only be at the Dao Body Stage themselves, but they were capable of creating talismans with Spirit Nurturing Stage power.
An Lin stared at the pile of talismans in front of him, unsure of what power level they possessed.
But all of these talismans were created by cultivators in the Spirit Nurturing Stage at the very least.
Activating these talismans should allow him to wield power greater than what he possessed himself, that was for sure.
There were even about a dozen talismans that were created by Soul Formation Stage cultivators.
An Lin picked out three of the talismans with a yin-yang pattern on each of them which also had a note enclosed.
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Daoist Xuyun: “Enclosed are three carefully created talismans which can, upon activation, grant immunity against a full-force attack from a cultivator of the Soul Formation Intermediate Stage cultivation base. Although there is an extra talisman enclosed compared to my other three friends, it is a show of my gratitude and admiration so I implore you to accept them.”
After this, he picked out another three talismans which seemed to contain a powerful sword intent. There was also a note enclosed with these three talismans as well.
Spirit Child Shi: “Enclosed are sword talismans which can, upon activation, unleash an attack comparable in power to the full-force attack from a cultivator of the Soul Formation Initial Stage cultivation base. Although there is an extra talisman enclosed compared to my other three friends, it is nothing compared to what you have done for all of us so I implore you to accept them.”
An Lin: “…”
And then, there were three talismans with a white crane insignia imprinted on each of them, also with an accompanying note.
Heavenly Teacher Zhang: “Enclosed are three evil-warding seals with powerful lightning magic, allowing you to blast anyone you don’t like with a bolt of lightning. Although there is an extra talisman enclosed compared to my other three friends, these talismans can help you flex so I implore you to accept them.”
Lastly, there were four talismans with a vast aura emanating from them, of course with a note enclosed as well.
Daoist Youmu: “Enclosed are four painstakingly created talismans of slaughter. Although this is twice the amount given compared to my other three friends, there is also twice the amount of love enclosed! I implore you to accept them.
An Lin almost spat out a mouthful of blood upon seeing this note.
I will gladly accept the talismans… but please retract your love…
He still remembered to that very day the scene of Daoist Youmu slitting his wrist and the resulting geyser of blood spraying all over An Lin’s face.
That was very terrifying!
An Lin looked at the notes from these four mighty figures, slowly grasping what had most likely happened.
It was likely that the four of them had made an arrangement to gift two talismans each.
But what they didn’t expect was that all four of them were plotting something else.
In the end, it was the crazy Daoist Youmu who won the competition, increasing the pre-arranged amount by twofold!
An Lin looked at the thirteen talismans, his heart fluttering with joy.
Talismans created by cultivators of the Soul Formation Stage… These were all figurative lifejackets!
Having stowed away the talismans, he also packed all the formations disks, spirit stones, and spirit medicine into his storage ring.
Spirit stones were quite rare on Earth, so he only received about three thousand in total. As for the formation disks and spirit medicines, they weren’t anything special either.
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Lastly, his gaze fell on the storage rings that belonged to the three Blood Gods.
The Demon Emperor’s storage ring had already disappeared without a trace, but there was an extra Blood God to compensate for this.
All of these storage rings had already been refined by Earth Immortal Yue Ying and were now sitting quietly on the table.
This was the treasure horde of a Blood God, what kind of things could be in there?
An Lin picked up one of the storage rings excitedly and began to assess its contents.
Ok… So this was a normal storage ring, with a capacity of only ten cubic feet.
Only several hundred spirit stones… Earth is lacking in those so that’s understandable…
Two high-rank magic tools…
A single spirit pill seemingly of only the fourth-grade…
And that was the extent of its contents…
An Lin was completely shocked. He held the storage ring in his hand in a daze, falling into deep thought.
Is this really the personal storage ring of a mighty Blood God?
This isn’t a forgery, right?
Refusing to accept this, he picked up another one of the storage rings.
Within the ten cubic feet capacity were several thousand spirit stones and a dashing red robe…
And that was the extent of its contents again…
An Lin threw the storage ring to the ground in rage!
What use do I even have for these storage rings?
An Lin was filled with anger and disgust. For f*ck’s sake, these were Blood Gods!
How were they so damn poor?
Harboring a final ray of hope, he accessed the third storage ring.
Eh…
There were tens of thousands of spirit stones in this storage ring!
As for the rest…
The capacity of the storage ring was completely filled by spirit stones!
Therefore…
It didn’t have the capacity for anything else.
An Lin leaned back to stare up at the sky, letting out a long sigh before forlornly transferring the contents of the three storage rings into his own storage ring.
Perhaps ten thousand spirit stones was considered to be a huge sum for Soul Formation Stage cultivators on Earth.
But An Lin really couldn’t even summon up a shred of excitement, he was instead quite disappointed.
As for the three empty storage rings…
He decided to give them to his father, Tian Lingling, and Dongfang Xue. They should be quite happy to receive them…
Finally, he turned his gaze toward a storage ring that was completely black.
This was the storage ring of the Dark Night Monarch, one of the Monarchs of the Black Wing Tribe…
He released his divine sense and began to rummage through the storage ring.
A capacity of thousands of cubic feet…
An Lin smiled. Just the capacity of this storage ring was enough to confirm that it was a supreme-grade storage ring worth three hundred thousand spirit stones!
Within the storage ring were several hundred spirit stones that emanated a white glow.
Hmm… there aren’t many spirit stones.
Wait, why were they emanating a white glow?
An Lin concentrated his divine sense on the spirit stones as a wide smile appeared on his face.
Holy f*ck! These are vital stones!
Normal spirit stones contained very rich vital energy in a free state.
However, vital stones contained such condensed vital energy that it was in a liquid state!
The cost ratio between the two was one to ten thousand!
The average cultivator would immediately die from self-detonation if they were to attempt to absorb vital energy from vital stones.
Only cultivators that had reached at least the Return to Void Stage could safely absorb vital energy from these vital stones.
Over a hundred vital stones… In other words, he now had over a million spirit stones!
Holy sh*t!
An Lin’s eyes were a little glazed over. The sudden onset of joy had him feeling a little dizzy.
He continued to go through the contents of the storage ring after coming back to his senses.
Although there weren’t many items in the storage ring, all of them were of the supreme grade.
Compared to this storage ring, the Blood Gods’ storage rings could only be regarded as trash!
Seventh-grade immortal pill — Dragon Soul Elixir. The faint sound of a dragon’s roar seemed to revolve around the elixir.
The elixir had the effect of improving the power of the consumer’s consciousness, suitable only for cultivators above the Soul Formation Stage.
Starless Sky of Slaughter Formation Disk, unspecified rank, power level unknown.
Even the Divine Inspection Technique could detect nothing more than the name…
Realm-Piercing Nail, a powerful weapon that could rip open array formations or even the very air itself.
According to Earth Immortal Yue Ying, this was an immortal tool…
Evil-Slaying Sword, first-rate immortal weapon. It was a pity that the sword spirit in the form of the Demon Emperor had already been erased by An Lin.
At this point, it only had the makings of an immortal weapon, but did not possess a spirit and hence could only count as a semi-immortal weapon.
Oh, there was also an item of clothing that hadn’t had its tag removed yet.
High-grade spirit garment crafted by the Divine Valley Spirit, exclusive protective clothing. Jade Barley Ink Garment!
This was a protective spirit tool!
With this, it would be a lot safer for An Lin during battles.
It was just a pity…
That this was a female garment!
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