Xue Ying did not dare wish the invitation was from the Bloodshed God Emperor. The way he saw it, becoming a disciple of one of the three ancestors was more than good enough, and he had no confidence in attracting even them! He was well aware that experts as powerful as the three ancestors would rarely accept disciples, instead placing most of their focus on personal cultivation.
If I were to shout out the name of one of the ancestors, telling them that I am a grade one True Meaning Transcendent while revealing my combat power, there might be a chance they would take me as their disciple. Xue Ying imagined such a scene. He quickly realized that a grade one True Meaning Transcendent didn't mean much to the Bloodshed God Emperor, and they were quite ordinary even in the eyes of the three ancestors. It was only the ordinary powerful existences who would try to snatch him away.
