Lu Changfeng nodded slightly, gaining a preliminary understanding of the Holy Demon Gate's strength.
However, Lu Changfeng was not at odds with the Holy Demon Gate as Lin Yuesheng had assumed.
Rather, for some unknown reason, the Holy Demon Gate had mistaken him for their Holy Lord.
Lu Changfeng did not know how long this identity as Holy Lord would last, or whether it could be relied upon.
Perhaps it was merely a misunderstanding.
If it was reliable and long-lasting, then using it a little would not hurt. He would gain a powerful sect as a trump card for nothing.
"It was said that several thousand years ago, the Holy Demon Gate was hated and attacked by everyone in the martial world."
"Now that the Holy Demon Gate's strength has declined, its way of doing things has also become much more low-key."
"Although it still bears the reputation of being a demonic sect, the martial world actually hates the newer and more active demonic forces, such as the Xuanming Cult and the Blood Fiend Sect, even more."
"The Holy Demon Gate is more like a banner of the demonic path in the Song Kingdom, flaunting itself for all to see."
Lin Yuesheng added this at the end.
"Many thanks to Master Lin for the three answers. I have finished asking my questions. Farewell." Lu Changfeng rose and cupped his hands.
No wonder the Holy Demon Gate, one of the Three Great Sects, had so little presence in the martial world.
It had declined, and even its members had begun acting low-key.
At the Thousand Knowledge Sect's small building, Lu Changfeng had obtained the information he wanted.
"Come again next time~" Lin Yuesheng rose with a beaming smile to see him off. The Thousand Knowledge Sect had always sought friendly relations