Peerless Taoist

Otherwise, Chen Wuxie wouldn't have helped the blood pool Ancestor hide his existence from Lu Yu.    

Seeing this, Lu Yu couldn't help but let out a long sigh.    

"Although Brother Chen is a high level disciple of the Imperial Academy, his experience is still too weak. He has never experienced enough experience." Lu Yu thought to himself.    

In this world, there were quite a few geniuses with outstanding aptitudes and there were often outstanding heroes on the Spiritual Mountain. However, in the world of cultivation, it was not possible to have a foothold just because one's talent was outstanding. The most important thing for many people to be able to reach the end was to have enough survival experience.    

So what if he was an Overwhelming Genius?    

As the saying goes, the wind would definitely destroy the trees that stood out in the forest. After experiencing a trial, they would die. Who would remember that a hundred years later, they would be turned into a pile of dirt?    

Back then, Lu Yu had experienced betrayal, sneak attacks, sneak attacks... He had experienced all kinds of dangers before he was able to turn the tables in this life and quickly improve.    

"Well, I will let you see what your respected Master has done."    

The Mirror of Samsara was summoned, and its light flickered.    

From the influence of the light, the ferocious face of "Chen Wuxie" was suddenly revealed.    

"Tsk tsk. I have finally taken over this physical body of mine. After scheming for so many years, I have finally been reborn..." An old and sharp voice with a weird, evil and strange aura suddenly sounded.    

Chen Wuxie's face changed when he heard the voice. He stared at the scene in the Mirror of Samsara.    

From the moment the blood pool Ancestor took over his body and allowed him to control his strength, he killed Fu Lu's puppet, and at the same time, he captured the group of Imperial Academy disciples. It was Lu Yu's turn to take action and suppress the blood pool Ancestor.    

All kinds of scenes were reflected in his eyes.    

All of a sudden, Chen Wuxie's face flashed with a hint of confusion as he muttered, "He's actually scheming against me."    

To Chen Wuxie, the blood pool Ancestor played the role of a husband and a teacher.    

After Chen Wuxie's father died, Chen Wuxie had no one to rely on. He was even ambushed by his clansmen.    

If it wasn't for the help of the blood pool and Ancestor, he would probably have died in the lower realm a long time ago. He wouldn't have had the chance to see the prosperity of the Heaven Realm at all.    

"Brother Chen, you have only cultivated for a short period of time. You don't know how evil people can be."    

Lu Yu let out a long sigh. "In this world of cultivation, most people are self-interests. There is no such thing as a gift for no reason. Many people would rather take what they have learned into a coffin than pass it on to others."    

Speaking up to this point, Lu Yu paused for a moment and looked at Chen Wuxie, "So, there are no free benefits in this world. If you trust a person too much, you will eventually fall into an endless abyss."    

Back then, Lu Yu trusted Shen Linglung too much, which was why he was ambushed at the critical moment.    

If even his partner was like this, how could anyone else?    

"Let me tell you a story."    

Lu Yu said, "Back then when we were in the True Sect, there was a branch of the Xiao family in the Imperial Capital called Xiao Chen. He couldn't cultivate since he was young, so he was like a cripple. Back then, the family who had formed a marriage with his family canceled the engagement in front of him. No matter where Xiao Chen went, he would be laughed at by others. His personality was almost twisted."    

"Unfortunately, Xiao Chen got drunk once and got into a conflict with someone from another family, and was beaten up by the other party until he was heavily injured. He was covered in wounds and collapsed onto the ground. If nothing unexpected happened, he would die without a doubt. "    

Chen Wuxie couldn't help but be moved. That was so similar to him.    

That day, in the lower realm, he was just a weak scholar. Facing the assassins, he couldn't fight back at all.