A dragon turtle with a terrifying aura looked so shaken from the beginning to the end. 

If Lin Xun hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that would happen. 

After standing in a daze for some time, Lin Xun finally accepted the fact and chuckled out loud. 

“The descendant of the old madman? That fierce creature must have been mistaken, right?” Then, a thought struck Lin Xun and he couldn’t help scrunching his brows. 

Ever since he started cultivating, he had never formally acknowledged someone as his master. He had been seeking and exploring the path of the great dao by himself. 

If he had a teacher, then it would be Mister Lu.

But Lin Xun didn’t think that Mister Lu could be some kind of old madman.  

After thinking about it over and over again, Lin Xun finally came to a conclusion.

The reason that the other party had such a misunderstanding about him should either be related to the Omega Secret Realm, the Sacred Combat Arts that he practiced, or...

Or related to the inheritance of the Cangwu Mountain!

Otherwise, nothing could explain what he had experie...