I Might Be A Fake Cultivator Chapter 1618 – The Real God

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

The purple-robed man’s identity was quite apparent.

No matter how unbelievable the reality was, it was the reality nonetheless, and it was undeniable.

This man was the paramount god of the Ghost Tribe, Patriarch Zhu Yin!

As for making the paramount god of the Ghost Tribe kneel down and kowtow?

Hehe…

The Dark Spirit King instantly knelt down upon the judgment plaza and rammed its nine heads into the ground over and over again, kowtowing relentlessly. “I’m sorry, Patriarch Zhu Yin! Please have mercy and spare my pitiful life!”

The vastly renowned super mighty figure was now kowtowing and apologizing relentlessly like a child who had done something wrong.

Bam bam bam…

The Dark Spirit King’s heads were crashing into the ground, creating nine craters, as if it was trying to express its remorse by doing this.

It was a high and mighty god just a second ago, looking down upon Ding Xiaoru as if he were an ant. A second later, the roles had been reversed, and it was the ant being stomped into the ground.

However, it had to be said that the Dark Spirit King had saved itself with its quick reactions. If it had continued to flex like that, Ding Xiaoru wouldn’t have been against slapping it to death with a single palm.

The blue fire ghost that had been pinned into the ground by Li Yiyin’s sword looked on with a blank expression of incredulity.

The man it had been insulting was the paramount god of the Ghost Tribe, the most powerful being in the entire Opposite Shore Realm?! Furthermore, it had tried to make Patriarch Zhu Yin kneel down and kowtow as a gesture of apology to the Dark Spirit King!

Now, the Dark Spirit King was the one kneeling down and kowtowing to Patriarch Zhu Yin…

Holy Mother of God! What have I done?!!

Boundless horror and remorse inundated the blue fire ghost!

At this moment, Ding Xiaoru made his way slowly over to the Dark Spirit King before stepping onto one of its heads, upon which all eight of its other heads faltered and pressed themselves firmly into the ground, not daring to move a single inch.

“I said the dark meat you created was very disgusting. Do you agree?” Ding Xiaoru asked.

“Yes! I do!” the Dark Spirit King yelled in a loud, trembling voice.

“Is the dark meat you created disgusting or not?” Ding Xiaoru stepped down more firmly.

The Dark Spirit King was on the verge of tears. “Disgusting! Super disgusting!”

Only now did all of the tens of thousands of Ghost Tribe powerful beings realize how everything had come to this. This had all begun as Patriarch Zhu Yin had delivered a negative review on the dark meat, upon which the Tian Ming guards captured him and brought him here to be judged.

Countless eyes turned toward the blue fire ghost who had been stabbed into the ground. The Dark Spirit King also had its eyes fixed on the blue fire ghost with fiery wrath and resentment burning within them.

All of this was because of that blue fire ghost! If it weren’t for the fact that it had insisted on provoking Patriarch Zhu Yin, why would Patriarch Zhu Yin come here?

If Patriarch Zhu Yin really did decide to vent his rage, everyone here could be slaughtered within a single day! After all, Patriarch Zhu Yin was not some saint. This was a demon who was renowned across the entire Ghost Tribe!

This was all that blue fire ghost’s damn fault!

None of the Ghost Tribe powerful beings were thinking about the real reason everything had happened. All of them just wanted a scapegoat.

This was the first time the blue fire ghost had been scrutinized by so many mighty figures. However, all of those eyes were filled with boundless hatred and fury, and it shrieked in horror.

“Ah!!!”

A bloodcurdling cry erupted throughout the judgment plaza.

The blue fire ghost’s body spiked in brightness before quickly dimming as its consciousness exploded and dissipated.

Before everyone knew it, the scapegoat they had just found was dead.

“Did… did it just die from shock?” An Lin was astonished.

“Its soul was frightened out of its body,” Tina said in an indifferent voice.

The Spirit Nurturing Stage blue fire ghost had perished from the fear of being scrutinized by so many enraged Ghost Tribe mighty figures…

Ding Xiaoru didn’t even take a glance at it. In his eyes, the blue fire ghost was like a speck of dust whose death was completely inconsequential.

He turned a pair of intrigued eyes upon the Dark Spirit King as a hint of a smile appeared on his face. “I’ve lived for countless years, and there hasn’t been any being who dared to speak to me like you have today. Do you really think you can just kowtow a few times and I’ll just forgive you?”

“I’m willing to accept any punishment!” The Dark Spirit King trembled uncontrollably.

It was focusing solely on survival now!

Even the most powerful being of the northern region of the Opposite Shore Realm could only beg for its life in the face of Patriarch Zhu Yin as Patriarch Zhu Yin was a real god!

Ding Xiaoru slowly took his foot off the Dark Spirit King’s head. “Alright, I can allow you to live. I came here because I’m trying to help out a friend.”

Help out a friend?

The Dark Spirit King immediately turned toward the other three black-robed living beings. “I would be glad to lay down my life for Patriarch Zhu Yin and his friends!”

It immediately tried to curry Ding Xiaoru’s favor.

This was Patriarch Zhu Yin in the flesh! Of course it had to suck up to such a god-like figure! Perhaps Patriarch Zhu Yin would be happy with it and teach it a thing or two. In that case, this disaster would transform into a vastly fortunate event instead!

“We would be happy to do anything for you, Patriarch Zhu Yin!” a Return to Void Stage mighty figure among the spectating ghosts proposed.

“That’s right! We would be more than glad to be of service!”

Many other Ghost Tribe mighty figures also chimed in to suck up to Patriarch Zhu Yin.

Ding Xiaoru nodded before looking down at the Dark Spirit King. “Well… My friend wants to beat you up, and I’m here to help him.”

Everyone suddenly fell silent.

What followed was a series of sharp intakes of breath. They were clambering for the chance to help Patriarch Zhu Yin beat up the Dark Spirit King?

The Dark Spirit King began to tremble again. Patriarch Zhu Yin was here to help one of his friends beat it up?

“How… how could this be? Why…” The Dark Spirit King was completely dumbstruck.

Were the heavens playing a prank on him?

The paramount god of the Ghost Tribe, Patriarch Zhu Yin, who was renowned across the entire continent, was now helping his friend beat up a fallen Ghost Tribe super mighty figure…

The Dark Spirit King looked at the black-robed figures with a confused expression. “Who are you, and why do you want to beat me up?”

It was thinking about which of its enemies these could be.

An Lin and Xu Xiaolan immediately took off their black cloaks.

Thus, two humans appeared before tens of thousands of Ghost Tribe powerful beings.

All of the ghosts looked like they had seen a ghost as their mouths gaped wide open.

“Sect Leader An Lin?!”

“Divine Phoenix Maiden!”

All of the Ghost Tribe powerful beings were astonished.

These two were the biggest celebrities on the Tai Chu Continent in recent times, and they had appeared in the Opposite Shore Realm!

Slaying Heavenly Gods, destroying a Heavenly Gate, scaring away a paramount Heavenly God… These were the freakish prodigies who had achieved all those breathtaking feats, and they had come here from the Kingdom of the Nine States just to beat up the Dark Spirit King!

The Dark Spirit King’s nine heads had gone completely blank.

Who am I? Where am I? How did I offend these people?

It felt like everything that had happened today was like something out of a fictional story. Patriarch Zhu Yin had not been sighted in this world for countless years, and as soon as he reappeared, he led An Lin here to beat it up. What had it done to deserve this?!

In that instant, the Dark Spirit King felt like it was on the verge of mental breakdown!