Truly Two Good Children

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou froze when they heard the young man announce his identity. They instinctively took two steps back, struck by the terrible feeling that disaster was about to descend.

Innate Daoist?

The founding patriarch?

Lu Yang was the first to steady himself. The whip in his hand cracked loudly, striking sparks from its tip and frightening the young man into trembling.

He gave a savage grin. "The nerve of you, pretending to be the senior I admire most! Let me ask you this: What was the Innate Daoist's real name?"

"Qi Tongtian."

"How did the Ask Dao Sect get its name?"

"I spent a hundred thousand spirit stones to have people from the Heavenly Strategy Sect calculate where the sect would have the best feng shui. After they finished, I set out according to their results, but I got lost halfway there and had no choice but to ask an old farmer by the roadside for directions. To commemorate that experience and thank the old farmer, I named the sect the Ask Dao Sect."

"How many wives did the Innate Daoist have?"

"When did I ever get married?"

"Why didn't you get married?"

"I was poor. I had no spirit stones. I used them all to build the sect."

The young man's feet were bound, and he hung from a tree. Whenever a breeze blew, he began spinning in circles.

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou exchanged a glance. This is bad. He answered everything. It seems he really is the Innate Daoist.

Lu Yang gave a dry cough, plastered a smile across his face, and hurriedly lowered the upside-down Innate Daoist. "The Innate Daoist is the person I respect most. Whenever I encounter difficulties in my cultivation, I often recall how you founded the Ask Dao Sect