Everyone stared dumbfounded at Gu Changqing.
They could tell that the latter was not faking it, but had truly just woken up from a deep, drunken sleep.
Yet, this was simply too infuriating.
He slept, and directly broke through?
Even for the likes of Duobao and the others, breaking through a single minor realm required thousands upon thousands of years of arduous cultivation, with success far from guaranteed.
Yet right before their eyes, Gu Changqing's breakthrough was simply too effortless, wasn't it?
Just as Duobao and the others were silently lamenting in their hearts,
Gu Changqing suddenly continued to speak,
"Mm... It took this long just to finally break through a single minor realm."
"This is far too slow. It seems... I still didn't drink enough wine."
As soon as these words fell, everyone present was covered in black lines.
Flexing!
This was a quintessential flexing speech!
One had to know that upon reaching the realm of the Daluo Golden Immortal, each minor realm was like a vast chasm, incredibly difficult to cross.
Eight or nine out of ten Daluo Golden Immortals often required upwards of ten thousand years to achieve a breakthrough.
Even more drastically, taking over a hundred thousand years to break through a single minor realm was not unheard of.
And what about Gu Changqing, looking back at him?
Ever since he attained the Dao as a Twelfth-Grade Supreme Great Luo, how long had it been?
Counting it all up, it was barely over a thousand years.
Such a rate of improvement could already be called monstrous.
Moreover, the Twelfth-Grade Supreme Great Luo was inherently even harder to advance than an ordinary Great Luo.
Seen this way, the word "monstrous" was simply insufficient to describe Gu Changqing.
To call him unique through the ages was not an