I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1789: Long Time No See, Earth

An Lin’s heart immediately stirred upon seeing this.

Was something happening on Earth?

His heart jolted as he read through the contents of the scroll.

The Heavenly Human Tribe wanted to destroy the entire human race, and Earth was a major hub for human civilization, so it could not be spared. The barrier around Earth was already being infiltrated and was showing signs of cracking, so powerful beings needed to be deployed to guard Earth.

Nuwa had already taken emergency measures to fortify the barrier, but the side-effect from doing so was that Dao Integration Stage super mighty figures would not be able to travel through the barrier to arrive on Earth.

An Lin knew that this was actually a good thing.

Earth was far too fragile; if a Dao Integration Stage battle erupted on Earth, it was quite possible that the entire planet could be destroyed.

After fortifying the barrier, the rate at which the crack was expanding had been drastically slowed down, thereby ensuring that high-level Heavenly Humans wouldn’t be able to enter, but there were still some Spirit Refining Stage, Arcane Body Stage, and Soul Piercing Stage powerful beings that had snuck through and were now wreaking havoc on Earth.

It was exactly because of this that the Heavenly Court decided to deploy troops to defend Earth and was wondering if the Four Nine Immortal Sect would like to contribute to this effort.

“Earth... I haven’t been back in a long time...” A reminiscent expression appeared on An Lin’s face.

Perhaps it was time for him to go back and have a look?

...

On a beautiful aquaplanet.

A series of massive galactic battleships were on patrol several million kilometers away from Earth. The light of the sun and the stars shone upon the battleships, making them shimmer and shine with vibrant light.

This was Earth’s United Extraterrestrial Army, and it consisted of eighty-eight battleships, representing the most powerful extraterrestrial battle force Earth had to offer.

The human race had now reached the artificial intelligence age.

All manual labor had been replaced by artificial intelligence machines in agriculture, industrial production, and even the service and hospitality sectors. Ninety-nine percent of jobs were now being completed by machines.

Earth’s human population had swelled to over ten billion, and all of them had a lot more free time to pursue other endeavors as they didn’t need to work. However, something that remained the same even after the passage of over a hundred years was that researchers and scientists still commanded the most respect, and cultivators were still the most revered characters that people yearned to become.

Cultivating was no longer something mysterious to them.

Aside from the Hua Nation’s Peace Sect, the European Holy Place, and the United States Gene Alliance, even the ethereal Heavenly Court was known to people all over the world even though its existence was the extent of their knowledge.

The power balance in the world had become extremely simple. It only consisted of three powers—the Hua Alliance, the European Alliance, and the American Alliance.

These three powers did not oppose one another. Instead, they were unified against a common enemy, and that was the Heavenly Human Tribe! This was an evil tribe that was trying to commit mass genocide on the entire human race!

Within a mountain area that had yet to be developed.

There were lush forests here filled with beautiful flora and fauna, creating a placid and serene environment.

Within the forest, there was an antiquated dao temple with white bricks and green tiles.

Clack clack clack...

The sound of high heels clicking against the ground reverberated within the dao temple.

There was a tall and slender woman in a white blouse and a black pencil skirt making her way into the dao temple. A pair of black stockings accentuated the contours of her long legs to perfection, and her footsteps were both light and spritely, but they were also quite professional at the same time.

Her name was Sun Luoqiu, and she was responsible for welcoming immortal ambassadors from the Heavenly Court. At the same time, she was already a colonel in the Hua Nation Army at a very young age. She was here to welcome the newest group of immortal ambassadors as per her duties.

However, she was immediately dumbstruck from the moment she walked through the door.

There was a slightly thin middle-aged man in an army uniform standing particularly straight beside the teleportation spell formation within the dao temple with a hint of anticipation on his face.

“Marshal Chen Jingguo!” An expression of shock appeared on Sun Luoqiu’s face, and she immediately extended an official, military salute toward the middle-aged man.

“Oh, it’s Little Qiu. You came just at the right time.” The middle-aged man turned and gestured toward the tall and slender woman. “Come over here.”

“Marshal, why have you come here in person?” Sun Luoqiu was a little uneasy at the sight of Chen Jingguo. This man was one of the cornerstones of the Hua Nation Army and commanded millions of soldiers. Even leaders of major countries didn’t warrant a welcome from him in person!

“I’m here naturally to welcome an immortal worthy of being welcomed by me.” Cheng Jingguo smiled as he looked at the glowing teleportation spell formation.

“Someone worthy of being welcomed by you? Could it be... a celestial immortal?!” Sun Luoqiu let loose a cry of surprise.

“Hahaha, celestial immortal? That’s nothing compared to the Fake Daoist Priest!” a crisp and pleasant voice suddenly sounded from above.

Sun Luoqiu looked up to discover a young woman with fair skin, twin ponytails, and a set of exquisite features sitting on the edge of the roof, looking down at her with a smile. A gentle breeze blew past, and her pink dress flapped gently in the wind, revealing sections of her well-proportioned legs.

“Tian Lingling of the Peace Sect?” Sun Luoqiu’s expression shifted once again.

Tian Lingling was a top-rate cultivator at the Soul Formation Pinnacle Stage, as well as the number one goddess of the cultivation world. She used her powerful cultivation base to redefine what it meant to be a goddess. Even a petite, flat-chested girl could become a goddess!

Tian Lingling had never been bothered to attend to the immortal ambassadors who came to Earth, so why was she so eager now? And who was this Fake Daoist Priest she was talking about?

Sun Luoqiu was quite confused.

At this moment, a burst of hearty laughter sounded in the distance.

A man standing atop a flying wyrm over a thousand feet in length flew over from afar. He wore a set of shimmering immortal armor, and he wielded a terrifyingly powerful immortal sword as he descended from above the clouds into the dao temple.

Sun Luoqiu was shocked beyond words at the sight of this man.

This was Sect Leader An Mingchuan of the most powerful sect in the Hua Nation, the Peace Sect!

This was an extremely powerful man with extremely terrifying backers. No one in this world dared to get on his wrong side.

He was only a Soul Formation Intermediate Stage cultivator, but he possessed extraordinary cultivation methods, countless pills, and medicines as well as legendary equipment, thereby allowing him to fight on par with the first Return to Void Stage cultivator of the Hua Nation, You Mu.

“Senior An Mingchuan.” Sun Luoqiu immediately extended a panicked salute.

“Uncle An.” Tian Lingling waved with a wide grin.

“Daoist Priest Mingchuan.” Even Chen Jingguo extended a respectful salute.

“Marshal Chen, there’s no need for you to come in person. You should just leave trivial matters like this to me.” An Mingchuan laughed.

“You’re far too polite, Daoist Priest Mingchuan. The Prime Minister was too busy to come here, so he sent me in his stead...” A rare, gentle smile appeared on Chen Jingguo’s face.

Sun Luoqiu’s heart jolted with shock upon hearing this. The Prime Minister was planning to come here?

She was even more shocked and confused now. It looked like everyone knew who they were welcoming with the exception of herself, whose job was to welcome the immortal ambassadors.

She was feeling a little depressed.

“Um... May I ask who are the immortal ambassadors we’re welcoming today?” Sun Luoqiu asked with a nervous expression.

“What? You don’t know who you’re welcoming?” An Mingchuan was clearly taken aback by her words.

“Ahem, this was quite a confidential matter, and people with low ranks don’t have the right to know.” An awkward expression flashed past Chen Jingguo’s face.

Her rank was too low.

Sun Luoqiu had always been quite proud of her achievements, and those words were like a sword to her heart.

An Mingchuan was just about to provide an explanation regarding the people they were welcoming when the teleportation spell formation lit up and a series of powerful figures appeared before their eyes.

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