As Old Dragon Lord's words fell, Lu Yang immediately narrowed his eyes.
His first reaction was that something was wrong. He knew himself clearly enough. Yes, he was now someone of standing even in the Void Darkness Light Sea.
But was his standing truly that high?
Not necessarily!
At the very least, with the Millennial Calamity approaching, the Dao Lords' tacit approval, and the era of Great True Lords opening up, a mere Golden Core Middle Stage cultivator like him was really nothing.
Only Great True Lords were qualified to sit at the table for this gluttonous feast!
As for those at the Golden Core Middle Stage, no matter how powerful they were—even if they were hailed as the foremost beneath Great True Lords—it meant nothing. Their status and weight were still worlds apart.
The reason Lu Yang had been able to deal with so many Great True Lords, and had even drawn a Dao Lord's attention, was purely because he was good at making waves. If he did not possess all those flashy things like the Dharma Body Path and the Supreme Fruit Position, a mere Golden Core Middle Stage cultivator would not even warrant a glance from a Dao Lord.
So am I, as I am now, worth Xuanyuan recruiting?
And would they recruit me while risking offending the Sword Pavilion Dao Lord—no, even adding the risk of offending that Old Immortal of the Sacred Sect? Do I have that qualification?
The truth was, he was not worth it.
There has to be a problem here. Either Xuanyuan's recruitment is problematic, or Xuanyuan itself is problematic. In any case, it can't be anything good.
The two possibilities each had their own merits.
If the former was true, and Xuanyuan's recruitment was the problem, then Old Dragon Lord was