I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

A column of divine light beamed down on the center of the stage.

A man who was suited in a golden armor of scales entered the stage. This was a member of the Snake Spirit Clan.

This man was sturdily built, and there was also the slender tail of a snake protruding from his back. His eyes were a radiant golden color, and it was as if each of his breaths could elicit the desires of the beings in the audience.

Some of his hardcore fans almost fainted from asphyxiation after squealing with too much vigor.

This man was none other than the God of Dance Lun Yang, one of the main drawcards of the Red Ink Tavern!

“Everybody, dance with me!” Lun Yang shouted with a wave of his arms.

The atmosphere instantly became explosive.

Dynamic music started to echo around the theatre.

At the same time, countless beams of light converged on God of Dance Lun Yang’s body.

God of Dance Lun Yang started to dance. His body was as flexible as a snake, and each of his movements was able to exude a sense of joy that rose from the bottom of one’s heart. It was as if he possessed the most flawless body.

His dance was a seductive one; an extremely seductive one.

This was a seductive dance that could cause all of the sixty thousand powerful members of the audience to feel hot and bothered. The spectators—both male and female—were enchanted by this fiery dance.

An Lin could maintain his senses. However, he was still astounded by this spectacular performance. Each of Lun Yang’s movements displayed a sense of paramount beauty. These were movements that comprehensively released his emotions and influenced the spectators’ emotions.

He was clearly a snake person, and he was clearly performing a snakeskin dance.

However, An Lin could sense the intensely unyielding nature of the performer. It was as if he wanted to pour his fiery blood into every corner of the universe, and it was as if he wanted to release all of his feelings of grief and agitation through this dance.

God of Dance Lun Yang’s snake tail suddenly started to move. An orb of golden light erupted from it, and it was as if a sun of hope were rising into the air.

“It has appeared! This is God of Dance Lun Yang’s signature move, Snake Skin Sun!”

The spectators squealed in excitement.

The golden sun soared through the Red Ink Tavern and illuminated the night sky.

The warm glow of the sun caused the spectators to feel refreshed and happy.

The millions of beings of the eighth region all turned to gaze at the Red Ink Tavern. Their eyes were filled with a sense of envy and yearning.

“This is God of Dance Lun Yang’s Snake Skin Sun.”

“The spectators inside the Red Ink Tavern are so fortunate. They’re actually able to witness the performance of God of Dance Lun Yang.”

“Sigh, let’s work harder. If we improve our status, then we’ll also have the fortune of witnessing such a supreme performance…”

Within the Red Ink Tavern.

The performance finally came to a conclusion.

The deafening sound of applause and cheers almost soared through the heavens.

God of Dance Lun Yang exited the stage to the fervent cheers of the audience.

Everyone was eager for more.

Even An Lin was eager for more. He had witnessed a new realm of dancing. It could be said that God of Dance Lun Yang’s dancing skills had already exceeded a stage of perfection. In fact, his skills were even slightly superior to Shu Honglan, the most skillful dancer of the Four Nine Immortal Sect.

“Do you see? Do you understand how naive and laughable your aspiration is? This is only one of the main drawcards of the Red Ink Tavern.”

Ying Bao finally detected a sense of seriousness and anxiousness in An Lin’s expression. Her smile instantly widened, and it was as if she had already won something.

“I admit that I underestimated my opponents,” An Lin said with a nod.

He had initially planned on stealing victory with his cooking dance. Now, however, it looked like he needed to do something more.

A relatively famous drawcard entered the stage after God of Dance Lun Yang’s performance.

However, even though their performance was good, it still seemed lackluster when compared to the splendid performance of Lun Yang. Thus, the audience’s reaction was relatively indifferent. When their performance ended, they were only treated to seemingly symbolic applause. The drawcard couldn’t help but feel disappointed.

However, this was inevitable. Before the skills of the main drawcards, they could only act as temporary entertainment to calm the spectators’ fervent emotions.

If all went according to plan, An Lin would definitely suffer a fate none too different from this drawcard.

This was something that the trainees and drawcards were well aware of. However, even so, An Lin’s opportunity to perform during the Night of Red Ink was still something that countless performers were incredibly envious and jealous of.

Some women of the Red Ink Tavern who relied on selling their bodies or talents to make a living more so started to make eyes at An Lin. It was clear that they were attracted by his potential, and it was clear that they wanted to know him better.

An Lin naturally wouldn’t pay any attention to their flirtatious gazes.

He remained unfazed as he pondered over what to perform tonight.

Truth be told, God of Dance Lun Yang had indeed given him a feeling of danger.

He would need to obtain more than twice the votes of such a main drawcard if he truly wanted to become a main drawcard tonight. Moreover, this was taking into account the fact that these main drawcards already had countless hardcore fans. Just how impressive did An Lin’s performance need to be?

The difficulty of this task was truly immense…

No wonder Ying Bao had agreed to the wager without any hesitation.

This was clearly a foregone conclusion.

Upon seeing An Lin’s expression, Daphne mistook it for him being nervous for tonight’s performance. Thus, she walked up to him and said in encouragement, “Dabao, don’t worry yourself too much. Although there are many spectators and higher-ups, they’re all here to witness the performances of the main drawcards. To them, your performance is nothing more than a small appetizer. There’s no need to feel so anxious. Just perform as you would normally.”

An Lin smiled and nodded as he glanced at the beautiful woman before him. “Understood, teacher, I’ll definitely perform as I would normally.”

However, he added an extra sentence in his mind.

I’m definitely not going to act as a small appetizer for them. My aim is to conquer everyone in the audience! 

At this moment, Sister Hong—the host of the Red Ink Tavern—started to enter the stage. She then introduced the next performer with enthusiasm and vigor.

“Next, please welcome the renowned singer, Cloud Maiden! She’s going to perform a song about the sea monsters for us!”

The spectators instantly erupted in excitement again.

The sixty thousand spectators started to hysterically shout the Cloud Maiden’s name.

Judging by the atmosphere, this Cloud Maiden was definitely another renowned main drawcard.

The Cloud Maiden was a beautiful woman with a mermaid tail.

She slowly rose onto the middle of the stage on a blue ice lotus. She was beautiful and ethereal, and her movements were elegant and graceful. She slowly opened her dainty red mouth, yet this was already enough to enchant the minds of countless spectators.

Immediately afterward, her dreamy and colorful singing started to flow through the theatre.

This was a song of the sea monsters.

It was ethereal and enchanting.

In fact, this song created a mystical Dao Realm that could seemingly bring one into an indescribable world. This was a mysterious world of the sea. Within this boundless sea, only a stunningly beautiful mermaid existed; a mermaid that was singing a song about her home.

This was a beautiful and heavenly melody.

The Cloud Maiden’s voice was more so filled with a sense of sadness that tugged at one’s heartstrings.

Tears glistened in the eyes of numerous spectators.

The song gradually came to an end.

However, the entire theatre remained silent.

After a moment, thunderous applause boomed through the heavens.

“Incredible! The Cloud Maiden’s singing is still as tear-jerking as always.”

“Wuu… It’s already been one hundred years since I last shed tears. However, the Cloud Maiden has truly won a lot of tears from me today…”

“In terms of singing, the Cloud Maiden is definitely number one in the Red Ink Tavern!”

Words of praise continued to flow thick and fast. Upon seeing the Cloud Maiden exiting the stage, some of the spectators even shouted for her to stay for a moment longer. However, the Cloud Maiden was like an ethereal Celestial Maiden of the clouds who didn’t concern herself with mortal matters. She was only responsible for singing, and she didn’t even say a single additional word. She left just like that.

However, the spectators weren’t displeased by her aloof and apathetic display in the least. Instead, they entered another climax, shouting the Cloud Maiden’s name even louder. An Lin was quite surprised by this.

The main drawcards of the Red Ink Tavern were indeed profoundly talented…