Like hell I'd believe you!
Lu Yang wore a suspicious look on the surface, but inwardly, he was certain: the Sacred Sect Ancestor could not possibly hand him some great opportunity for no reason at all.
There had to be a problem.
The reason was simple: I'm not some Sacred Sect True Person in this life. I may have a bit of the Sacred Sect's style, but I'm a proper, legitimate Dao Court cultivator!
Why would someone from the Sacred Sect give me an opportunity?
There had to be a trap!
Still, I might not be the one being trapped.
How should he put it? Lu Yang still had some faith in the Sacred Sect Ancestor. Looking across the Five Regions, the Sacred Sect Ancestor was actually the most magnanimous of them all.
It sounded absurd, but just look at the others. There was no need to mention the World Honored One—the man had no bottom line whatsoever. The Dao Court was a little better, but it still used the Immortal Kingdom Dao Law to lock down cultivators' upper limits. The Sword Pavilion was better still; at the very least, it treated its own people well.
Only the Sacred Sect was different.
It spoke of the strong devouring the weak and survival of the fittest, but in practice, it taught without distinction. As long as you had ability and skill, you could rise to prominence within the Sacred Sect.
People were only revealed through comparison.
Compared to the other Three Dao Lords, the Sacred Sect Ancestor seemed positively broad-minded. If nothing else, the fact that Sky Soaring had survived until now was ironclad proof.
*If it were the World Honored One, I might think this was a scheme against me. But the Sacred Sect Ancestor... compared to a minor figure