Farewell Drink, Feast of Hong Gate

Great Emperor Gouchen stared at him, seemingly trying to make out from his expression whether he was telling the truth or a lie, but he found this even harder than fighting the Great Heavenly Venerate.

Chen Shi had been somewhat flustered just a moment ago, but after lying, he grew calm and collected, unruffled by thunder.

No matter how earth-shattering Great Emperor Gouchen's abilities were, he could not tell whether Chen Shi was uttering endless falsehoods or treating him with sincerity.

"Well spoken, Heavenly King Chen!"

Great Emperor Gouchen slapped his thigh and laughed. "Spoken truly well! I just love this forthright personality of yours. That old fool of a Jade Emperor has held the Heavenly Court in his grip for three hundred and sixty thousand years, making the world a foul and miasmic mess where the people cannot live, ascending has become an illusion, and immortals suffer endless torment! I've long since been unable to stand it either. From now on, you and I will rebel against the old Jade Emperor together!"

Chen Shi slammed the table in admiration, raised his cup, and said, "Your Majesty's words are a wake-up call; we truly ought to drink a great cup!"

The two raised their cups and drained them in one gulp.

Chen Shi put down his wine cup and spoke briskly, "I have long harbored resentment toward the old Jade Emperor as well, and have long wanted to storm the Heavenly Court, overturn the old man, and snatch his damn throne. I only regret that my strength is lacking, leaving me with ambitions but no means. Today, having met Your Majesty, the dark clouds have finally parted to reveal the bright moon!"

Great Emperor Gouchen's tone shifted abruptly, and he sneered, "Heavenly King Chen is going too far with his