Clang...
The treasured sword emerged, humming ceaselessly, its resonance gripping the soul.
At the same time, an incomparably keen aura suddenly radiated from Gu Changqing.
It struck fear into anyone who beheld him, leaving their hearts trembling.
The sight made Black Tortoise's eyelids twitch wildly.
Damn it...
This is what you call winning people over with virtue?
Clearly, now that polite negotiation has failed, you're ready to use force?
For a moment, Black Tortoise's expression grew even stranger.
Why are the younger generations these days all so daring?
I am, after all, a supreme Primordial Divine Spirit whose name resounded throughout the world back in ancient times.
What other cultivator would dare bare their edge before me?
Although Black Tortoise knew Gu Changqing enjoyed an astonishing reputation in the world, he had only heard occasional tales.
Thus, he knew nothing of the many heaven-defying deeds Gu Changqing had performed.
Had he known that Gu Changqing dared confront even All Sages, and even Dao Ancestor Hongjun, head-on, he would probably have been even more dumbfounded, his scalp threatening to burst.
After a moment of silence, Black Tortoise looked darkly at Gu Changqing and said coldly:
"Hmph, a Sage's disciple?"
"In the end, you're nothing but someone who uses his backing to bully others."
"Utterly despicable!"
Black Tortoise rebuked him furiously.
Yet Gu Changqing took no offense at those words.
He chuckled, looking drunkenly at Black Tortoise, and spoke nonchalantly:
"Hehe... I am the Wine Sword Immortal."
"In this life, there are only two things I prize most: wine and the sword."
"Earlier, I invited you to share some fine wine, Fellow Daoist Black Tortoise, but you weren't interested."
"Since wine won't work, then... burp... naturally, I can only let my sword do the talking."
Gu Changqing's words carried a profound air