Sacred Ancestor was slightly taken aback. In his lifetime, he had seen countless heroes and outstanding figures, as well as countless people of extraordinary talent who set their hearts as high as the heavens. But he had never seen anyone like Xu Ying.
There had been far too many heroes and prodigies who had died at his hands. Before their deaths, they had spoken grandly, their spirits surging. He had often sent them to meet the Great Dao with tears in his eyes.
But the Xu Ying before him wasn't stubborn in the least.
He had no grand declarations, no impassioned fervor. Chaos Lord Xu Ying was soft-bodied and slippery, leaving Sacred Ancestor caught off guard. He didn't know whether he should continue threatening Xu Ying into submission or use force to make him submit.
But he has already submitted. Why make things more complicated?
Thinking this, Sacred Ancestor put on a kindly expression and said, "Daoist Xu is certainly someone who follows his heart, unlike Dao Sovereign, who always says one thing to your face and another behind your back. You suit my tastes. I can teach you how to refine calamity fortune and help you break through to cultivate the Primordial Beginning Dao Realm."
Xu Ying's expression turned solemn. "Sacred Ancestor, your lofty character and integrity are truly admirable. If you have any orders, just give them. So long as I can accomplish them, I will spare no effort!"
Sacred Ancestor laughed. "You think I want you to work for me? You're wrong. Xu Ying, you don't know how to undo the seal placed by the first-generation Chaos Lord, so you can't help me escape my suppression. Nor can you oppose Dao Sovereign and help me kill him. You can't help me in the slightest."
Xu Ying's respect