The Useless Taoist Companion Is the Way of Heaven

Lin Chen has lived for seventeen years, and the most important thing he has learned is to accept his fate. Five Elements Pseudo Spiritual Root, the cultivation speed is only one tenth of others. During my three years in the outer sect, the most common word I heard was "trash" and the most common look I received was contempt. In the sect competition, he failed in one move and was humiliated in public; when assigned a task, he was assigned to the exploration team with the highest mortality rate and went to the bloody secret realm to die. No one cares whether he lives or lives. Including himself. Until that night, when he was licking his wounds alone, something sleeping in his body suddenly woke up - he "saw" the existence beyond the rules deep in the back mountain. Vast. Profound. Pure as the gods above the nine heavens. He didn't know who it was or what it meant. All he knew was that for the first time in this world where everyone treated him as trash, something made him feel alive. At this time, deep in the distant back mountain, a young man covered in blood opened his eyes and looked in his direction. "I found you." The boy said. Who is he? Why come? Why did you choose a waste that was forgotten by the sect? Lin Chen didn't know. He only knew that from the moment he met Yun Che, his fate could never be reversed. The genius of Tianlinggen publicly called him to be his attendant; the saintly girl who was coveted by everyone regarded him as a love rival; pursuits and frame-ups followed one after another, and every time he escaped from death, the cold and immortal young man got closer to him. But Lin Chen couldn't believe it. I can't believe those late-night advices, shelters in times of crisis, and life-and-death protections were all because—he was him