Quick Wear: I am eager to help others and I love making friends!

At this moment, Feng Qingyun felt that his ruthless heart was about to break. After practicing for a thousand years, he was still unable to defeat a twelve-year-old boy. This was a greater blow to him than when he first learned that his wife had died.

Lu Chu couldn't bear to see him look so stupid, and he hadn't done anything yet! But beating someone up was also a physical job, and it was very tiring. The golden whip was very humane and changed to automatic mode. Only the whip itself knew how to exert its maximum attack power.

Come on! Lu Chu took out a chair and sat aside to watch the show with peace of mind, while thinking about how to deal with certain people from Qingyun Sect.

In the previous life, you will be punished for bullying children when they are down. It is better to destroy all their spiritual roots and only leave the Qi Refining stage to go mining.

As long as you use the hoe well, you can have enough food every day. What a promising career!

Lu Chu was moved by his own kindness. He was indeed a good person who was willing to help others.

Following a sound of breaking through the air, a blood mark appeared on Feng Qingyun's face. He finally came to his senses and looked at Lu Chu with burning eyes... and the golden whip beside him.

"What grade of magical weapon is this whip of yours? It can actually bridge the huge gap in cultivation between you and me!"

It turned out that this kid was completely relying on the power of the magic weapon, not his own strength. Feng Qingyun felt that his Taoist heart was instantly repaired.

"You mean Xiao Jin? It has no grade or rank, but it has a very interesting name called the Refreshing and Scum Whip, which is most suitable for people like you."

Upon hearing this, Jinbian shook the tail of his whip proudly, and was very satisfied with his new name.

Lu Chu generously showed him the materials used to cast Xiao Jin, which were all ordinary low-grade materials, and gave him a look that looked like a fool. If a person fails, then blame the road for his failure. Fortunately, Feng Ming did not inherit this inferior gene.

"No grade and no rank? How is that possible?" Feng Qingyun didn't believe it and glared fiercely at the young man in front of him. The boy with broken defense didn't look like a cultivator who had mastered the ruthless way.

What happened to the promise of being ruthless, cold, and emotionless? He is terribly emotional!

Perhaps out of anger, Sect Master Feng suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, but his eyes became much clearer. Only then did he notice Lu Chu's cultivation level. "Your cultivation level... is at the peak of the Golden Core Stage? This is impossible! What evil technique have you practiced?"

The youngest Jindan cultivator known in the world of cultivation is Linjiangxian, the swordsman of Taiyi Sword Sect. However, he was already fourteen years old when he formed the Jindan. Moreover, Linjiangxian was born with a sword bone and had all the resources of the entire Taiyi Sword Sect at his disposal.

Feng Ming had nothing, and his aptitude was not good either. Even an hour ago, he was only at the third level of Qi Refining.

Lu Chu said sarcastically, "Master Feng, you are dull and perhaps don't understand that the true geniuses in this world are unreasonable, just like me. If it weren't for laying the foundation, my current cultivation would at least be higher than yours."

The dialogue between the protagonist and the villain in the melodramatic plot he had watched before was used here. Lu Chu felt that he had learned it quite well, at least the sense of sarcasm was maximized.

Didn't you see that the man opposite had red eyes? He was so old, but he was still following the fashion of young people, and dyed his hair white.

"Feng Ming, I know your aptitude best. As long as you give up your cultivation, there is still a chance to turn back. Don't you want to know your own life experience?"

Feng Qingyun was almost going crazy, but now he has calmed down, his mind is much clearer, and he took out what he thought was his biggest bargaining chip.

“You don’t think the seal you cast is very stable, do you?” Lu Chu continued to play steadily, “To be honest, I have never seen a father like you, cold-hearted, selfish, no wonder you even practiced the ruthless way wrong!”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Feng Qingyun couldn't bear to hear people saying that his ruthless practice was wrong. For the sake of his own path, he ruthlessly killed his beloved wife and paid such a huge price. As for the word "father" in Lu Chu's words, he completely ignored it.

"I'm talking nonsense?" Lu Chu sneered, "The true ruthless way is not like you. And have you ever seen anyone who killed his wife or personally achieved enlightenment?"

It can be said that it is the law of cause and effect. The ruthless monks made temporary progress in their cultivation by killing their wives/proving the Tao themselves, but in the end almost all of them died in the final calamity of the inner demon.

Every word was like a knife piercing the most secret thoughts in Feng Qingyun's heart. In the past eleven years, his cultivation had not improved at all. He looked at Lu Chu with blood almost dripping from his eyes, "The founder of my Qingyun Sect practiced the ruthless way to ascend to heaven!"

"If I remember correctly, the founder of the sect practiced the Supreme Mercilessness, which emphasizes letting nature take its course and viewing all things in the world as straw dogs."

"Shut up! Don't say anymore!" Feng Qingyun broke through the defense. He was not wrong. He was hailed as a genius that Qingyun Sect had not seen in a thousand years and a prodigy who practiced the ruthless way.

"Oh." Lu Chu responded calmly, "It's not easy to pick out the tallest among the short people in Qingyun Sect. You must be the worst class the elders have ever led."

What this means is that even a piece of trash like you can become the sect leader!

Then he tore through Feng Qingyun's hypocritical mask with a light tone, "By the way, Feng Ming is your son, right?"

Feng Qingyun was struck by lightning, his face full of disbelief, "Impossible...how did you know..."

Lu Chu took out a mirror and looked at himself, then moved closer. A pair of beautiful black eyes looked at him mockingly, “Feng Ming looks so similar to you, plus your weird attitude, it shouldn’t be hard to guess, right?

Aren't you afraid that Qin Wan, who was willing to die to protect her, will fall into your heart of evil if you treat her like this? How will you explain to Qin Wan if you see her again in the future? Or was your deep affection for her all these years just an act?"

"Wan'er... loves me the most, she will definitely not blame me." Feng Qingyun murmured to himself, as if he had lost all the strength in his body. Suddenly, he looked at Lu Chu with hope in his eyes.

Those eyes were so bewitching that he almost drowned in them, as if he saw his wife's sweet and lively smile. Ever since the sword pierced Qin Wan's heart, she had never appeared in his dreams again.

"Xiao Ming, do you mean that I can see Wan'er again? I have traveled to every inch of the human world, but I have not found a single trace of her soul."

"No, I'm just joking with you." Lu Chu would not give him such hope.

But Qin Wan was indeed not dead. Who could have expected that two of the few cultivators who practiced the ruthless way in the world of cultivation would choose a small place at the same time and fall in love with each other?

The probability is pitifully small!