An instant defeat!
An unquestionable instant defeat!
If his earlier use of the Myriad Swords Saint Art had left room to suspect that he had borrowed someone else's power...
Then now, there was no excuse left for the Twelve Golden Immortals' crushing defeat.
He possessed the Great Dao of Wine, which was bound to his Sword Dao inheritance.
Every mouthful of wine Gu Changqing drank could transform without hindrance into surging, torrential sword intent.
And today, he had guzzled over a thousand jars of Flat Peach immortal wine.
One could only imagine how terrifying a level that represented.
Within the Demon Court, everyone fell silent.
Duobao and the others stood dumbfounded, overwhelmed by shock and awe.
"Master, did you already know that Junior Brother Changqing had a powerful trump card and had nothing to fear from the Twelve Golden Immortals?"
Duobao asked, his face filled with astonishment.
No wonder their master had remained so composed earlier, readily allowing Gu Changqing to fight the Twelve Golden Immortals after asking just a single question.
Had they known, Duobao and the others would never have needed to worry so much.
Hearing Duobao's words, Tongtian smiled warmly. Rather than answer, he put a question to the Eight Great Personal Disciples.
"Hehe, now do any of you still object to my promoting Changqing to Personal Disciple?"
Duobao and the others could not help looking embarrassed.
When Tongtian first proposed it, they had voiced their opposition.
With a rueful chuckle, Duobao finally replied:
"I wouldn't dare!"
"Junior Brother Changqing's strength is truly beyond our reach."
"Against the Twelve Golden Immortals, I could only have been crushed."
Duobao frankly admitted that even as the Interception Sect's eldest senior brother, he had no confidence in confronting the Twelve Golden Immortals' combined assault head-on.
The Three Xiao made even less effort to conceal their excitement and delight.
"Hehe, Senior Brother Changqing's performance today was truly peerless, towering over the ancients and all who live today."
"What Twelve Golden Immortals? Senior Brother Changqing thrashed them single-handedly! Let's see if they dare look down on us Jie Sect Disciples again."
Bixiao spoke with a merry laugh.
This sparring match had truly allowed the Jie Sect Disciples to hold their heads high and breathe freely.
And they had achieved it in the most overpowering, most dazzling manner possible.
Presumably, when the two sects' disciples met again, the Twelve Golden Immortals would have to keep their heads bowed.
"Senior Brother Changqing's divine might has no equal in the Interception Sect!"
"I... am no match for him!"
Unexpectedly, those words had come from Zhao Gongming.
Duobao and the others turned toward Zhao Gongming in astonishment.
This was the first time he had called Gu Changqing "Senior Brother," and the first time he had personally acknowledged Gu Changqing's strength.
For a moment, knowing smiles spread across everyone's faces.
They knew that after this incident, Zhao Gongming had truly been won over by Gu Changqing's strength.
Meanwhile, back on the battlefield.
Only after a long while did the Twelve Golden Immortals calm the churning blood within their bodies, their magical power gradually recovering.
Yet their eyes grew ever more resentful and savage.
They had come hoping to make their names, to display the Chan Sect's splendor and majesty in one stroke and win the respect of all living beings.
But the outcome was now the exact opposite.
They had already outnumbered their opponent, yet Gu Changqing had still crushed them single-handedly.
Forget making their names resound throughout heaven and earth.
From now on, the so-called Twelve Golden Immortals would likely become a laughingstock on everyone's lips.
Beside them, Yuanshi's dark, brooding expression also filled the Twelve Golden Immortals with unease.
Suddenly, Chijingzi spoke viciously:
"Master, please grant us permission to use our Spirit Treasures."
"We swear to settle who is stronger, Gu Changqing or us."
At those words, everyone's expressions turned odd.
Use Spirit Treasures and swear to settle who was stronger?
Wasn't this just unreasonable pestering?
The difference between them had already been plain to see.
Besides, this was supposed to be only a sparring match, yet the Twelve Golden Immortals had been the first to show killing intent.
Now they were proposing to rely on Spirit Treasures.
That already went beyond the bounds of sparring.
Did Chijingzi think they could turn defeat into victory just by using Spirit Treasures?
They mustn't forget that Gu Changqing had not used any Spirit Treasures earlier, either.
These Chan Sect Disciples truly could not take a loss.
Everyone inwardly curled their lips in disdain!
Yuanshi's face was livid as well.
He shot the Twelve Golden Immortals a fierce glare.
"Stop making a spectacle of yourselves!"
"Get back to Kunlun Mountain at once!"
As his words fell, Yuanshi lightly swept his broad sleeve, immediately gathering the Twelve Golden Immortals within it.
Then, without allowing any argument, he headed straight for Kunlun Mountain.
With matters having come to this, he naturally could no longer concern himself with the Heavenly Marriage Ceremony.
If he stayed any longer, who knew how everyone would ridicule him?
Today, they had lost face all the way to their grandmother's doorstep.
Seeing the Chan Sect's party leave first.
The mighty cultivators also began taking their leave, one after another, returning to the Primordial World.
But before departing, many of those mighty cultivators cast deep, meaningful looks at Gu Changqing.
From this day onward, everyone knew that the Interception Sect had produced a monstrous genius of unfathomable depth.
Outwardly, he seemed flippant and thoroughly drunk.
In truth, however, he was terrifyingly powerful.
The grand Heavenly Marriage banquet ended amid this strange atmosphere.
Just as the Interception Sect's disciples thought it was time for them to return as well.
Suddenly, a graceful figure of peerless elegance descended before Gu Changqing.
Duobao and the others hurriedly paid their respects.
"Greetings, Martial Aunt Nuwa!"
Indeed!
The newcomer was none other than Nuwa.
She had spoken up for Gu Changqing earlier, and Duobao and the others dared not slight her.
Nuwa paid no attention to Duobao and the others, her beautiful eyes settling directly on Gu Changqing.
"Hehe, Martial Nephew Changqing, you truly opened my eyes today!"
"In the future, I shall await your visit to Wa Huang Heaven, Martial Nephew Changqing. We can sit together and discuss the Dao."
Hearing this, Duobao and the others were instantly filled with envy.
A Saint had personally invited him, and she had even said they would "sit together and discuss the Dao"?
Who among the younger generation of disciples anywhere in the world would dare speak of discussing the Dao with a Saint?
This was an honor as vast as the heavens.
In fact, after today's events, Gu Changqing had truly caught Saint Nuwa's attention.
It was not only because of Gu Changqing's formidable cultivation, but also because of his human origins.
She had thought Xuandu, the Human Sect's Personal Disciple, was the only powerful cultivator to emerge from humanity.
Yet today, another had appeared: Gu Changqing.
Moreover, this Gu Changqing seemed even more heaven-defying than Xuandu.
Nuwa could not help becoming curious about him.
Who would have thought that, upon hearing Nuwa's words, Gu Changqing would show not the slightest sign of feeling honored?
"Wa Huang Heaven? Where's that? Does it have fine wine?"
Those three soul-piercing questions in quick succession made Nuwa's expression freeze. Caught between laughter and tears, she could only reply:
"Well... I have little interest in satisfying such appetites."
"So I have no collection of fine wines or anything of the sort."
Hearing this, the faint gleam in Gu Changqing's eyes dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"No wine? Then I'm not going!"
"I'll just go back to my Interception Sect and drink..."
As he spoke, he vanished in a flash into Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.
Only Saint Nuwa remained behind, utterly disheveled in the wind.
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