I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

The morning mode within the light barrier started to disappear.

A boundless night sky started to descend.

There were numerous ancient-styled lanterns hanging on each of the ninety-nine floors of the Red Ink Tavern. Meanwhile, all kinds of different colors and lights flowed out from within the building. This caused the Red Ink Tavern to appear bright and lively, like a dazzling and dreamy tower that was eternally standing in this broken world.

The thirty-third to thirty-eighth floors of the Red Ink Tavern protruded outward in a round yet smooth manner. Within these floors was a massive stage as well as countless seats for the audience. This was a theatre that could seat sixty thousand people.

The Night of Red Ink would be hosted in this theatre.

At this moment, it was already fully seated and bustling with noise and activity.

Numerous renowned figures had already arrived, as had countless hardcore fans. In fact, even the regular customers who came to the Red Ink Tavern to fulfill their carnal desires didn’t seek their partners tonight. Instead, they sat in the theatre with their necks craned forward in eager anticipation.

The Night of Red Ink was the most famous event in the eighth region. Indeed, it was extremely difficult to even obtain a ticket. Those who could enter the theatre were mostly members of the upper echelon of the eighth region. Of course, their demeanor was very much the same as the other hardcore fans at this moment.

Some of the main drawcards were so charismatic that even the supreme beings were completely enchanted by them.

“Have you heard? The Red Ink Tavern’s Cloud Maiden is also going to perform tonight!”

“Kyaa! Really? I love listening to her singing!”

“I heard that the God of Dance Lun Yang is also going to perform!”

“Good heavens! My Yang Yang is number one in the world! He’s definitely going to top the votes tonight!”

Some of the fangirls were already squealing in excitement.

Most of the audience had come here to witness the performances of the main drawcards. As for the other performers, few people conversed about them. They were like the backdrop that highlighted and accentuated the existence of the main drawcards.

Someplace backstage.

An Lin was slightly dazed as he gazed at the lively scenes outside.

How long had it been since he had last performed on a stage?

He remembered that his last performance had been a duet with Xu Xiaolan.

“Do you see? Although you have a chance to perform, that’s about it.

“Just how terrifying are your opponents? Almost everyone in the audience is their hardcore fan. Moreover, more than three of the main drawcards will perform tonight. So, are you still confident that you can win votes off their hardcore superfans?” Ying Bao was wearing a purple dress as she stood beside An Lin and spoke with a voice of elderly authority.

“You’re that pessimistic toward me?” An Lin asked as he turned to gaze at the young woman beside him.

The young woman blushed slightly as she glanced at the man’s handsome face and profound-looking eyes. Her tone suddenly softened, and she said quietly, “M-hm… I’m confident that you can become a main drawcard… But not tonight…”

“Why don’t we make a bet?” An Lin said with enthusiasm.

“Huh? What bet?” Ying Bao asked after faltering for a moment.

“If I become a main drawcard tonight, you have to promise to do one thing for me.

“However, if I don’t become a main drawcard, I promise I will do one thing for you.”

“Deal,” Ying Bao replied without hesitation. How could she let slip a certain win? In any case, Liu Dabao would soon find out just how naive his aspiration was.

At this moment, Daphne had already gracefully walked over.

“Dabao, how are your preparations?”

“Everything is well, tutor.”

“M-hm.” A gentle smile spread across Daphne’s face, and she continued, “Treat tonight as a practice, and don’t stress yourself too much. However, make sure not to embarrass yourself either. After all, the Regional Leaders of the eighth region, third region, and sixth region are all in the audience.”

“Leaders from other regions have also come?!” Ying Bao exclaimed in surprise.

During his conversations with the others, An Lin had already learned that the Tai Chu Holy Land was divided into ten regions. Each region had a population of roughly several million, and the Regional Leaders were the paramount rulers of these regions.

Moreover, these ten regions were administered separately, with the beings from one region unable to contact beings from another region. However, the higher-ups of each region were clearly exempt from this restriction.

The Tai Chu Holy Land was shrouded in numerous secrets.

Meanwhile, An Lin was particularly interested in these Regional Leaders.

The beings of the Tai Chu Holy Land were trapped inside a light barrier, so it was necessary for them to seek entertainment to improve their mood. Thus, the status of the performers was extremely high.

Moreover, it was worthy to note that the members of the audience were also exuding extremely powerful auras. In fact, even random passers-by had a cultivation base at the Pinnacle Stage of the Dao Body Stages.

As for the higher-ups and drawcards of these regions, their cultivation bases hovered around the Spirit Nurturing Stage and Soul Formation Stage. In fact, there were even quite a few who had reached the Return to Void Stage…

Regarding mortal beings who didn’t have a cultivation base? Not a single one existed here!

It was logical to assume that mortal beings without a cultivation base couldn’t survive in this world.

Shouts of joy suddenly erupted around the theatre.

At the same time, melodious and mesmerizing music started to reverberate throughout the Red Ink Tavern.

A woman slowly descended from the sky onto the center of the stage. Her white dress was as ethereal and pure as a lotus, and the pleasant sound of her singing was aloof yet enchanting as it echoed around the theatre.

“This is…” An Lin’s eyes widened in surprise. Wasn’t this the dragon woman in white who had explained the Night of Red Ink to him before?

“She’s called Su Chan, and she’s a famous drawcard of our Red Ink Tavern. In terms of talent, she’s only slightly behind Jin Feihong. How is it? Are you mesmerized by her singing?” Ying Bao gazed at An Lin, and it was as if she wanted to see his air of arrogance and haughtiness being suppressed and extinguished.

“M-hm, it sounds fairly good,” An Lin replied with a leisurely nod.

In terms of singing alone, Su Chan was indeed extremely skilled. In fact, she was even more skilled than some of the Celestial Maiden singers in the Heavenly Court. She had pretty much reached the same level as the Seven Celestial Maidens already. However, this still wasn’t enough to make her a main drawcard.

An Lin was slightly surprised by this. However, it wasn’t enough to make him panic.

After all, An Lin also had his trump cards.

At this moment, on a luxurious stand.

A chubby man with large ears and a pair of dragon horns on his head wore a benevolent smile as he turned around and said with a smile, “Hahaha, son, this Su Chan seems fairly good, doesn’t she?”

A similarly chubby man with large ears nodded in eagerness. There was a fervent expression in his eyes, and he said, “Father, this dragon woman is splendid! Not only is she beautiful, but her singing is also extremely pleasant. I want to take her as a mistress! I want to take her as a mistress!”

“Very well! I’ll have a word with the Red Empress in a moment!” the other chubby man with large ears said with a smile.

He was the Dragon Emperor, the Regional Leader of the sixth region. Although the status of performers was high, Su Chan wasn’t a main drawcard. Thus, he was confident that the Red Empress wouldn’t reject his request.

It wasn’t long before Su Chan’s performance concluded to the sound of rapturous applause.

Many beings were cheering and shouting Su Chan’s name.

It was clear that she was immensely popular, with her popularity already close to that of the main drawcards. This was evident from the fact that the Red Ink Tavern had allowed her to perform first.

She soon left the stage.

Afterward, six beautiful drawcards of the Fox Tribe entered the stage to perform a fiery and seductive dance.

This performance pushed the atmosphere of the Red Ink Tavern to a climax.

After the fiery dance, a drawcard artist entered the stage to illustrate a piece live on stage. This piece of artwork brought the entire Red Ink Tavern into a mysterious environment of mountains and waters. This was a painting that possessed a profound Dao Realm.

Afterward, there were even two fatties who entered the stage to perform a comedy routine. Their jokes were so impressive that even the hard-to-impress An Lin couldn’t help but grin.

An Lin had initially thought that the Red Ink Tavern was nothing more than a high-class brothel.

However, this string of performances caused him to realize that he had been wrong.

There were indeed sexual services in this place.

However, there was also art and talent.

Moreover, this was art and talent of a profound level.

It could be said that none of the performers or drawcards tonight were pushovers.

It looks like my challenge isn’t a small one…

Just as he was thinking this, wild cheers and deafening squeals suddenly erupted around the theatre. In fact, even the three Regional Leaders were wearing expressions of eager anticipation.

“Lun Yang!”

“Lun Yang!”

“God of Dance Lun Yang!”

The cheers of the audience converged into a wave that seemingly yearned to collapse the entire Red Ink Tavern.

An Lin’s expression became serious. He knew that the first main drawcard was about to enter the stage!