A man repays kindness with sword in hand, unwilling to live his life in vain!

The vast East Sea!

Countless aquatic beings dwelled within it.

On this day, a figure traveled upon a rainbow.

Streams of laws and order flowed around him, their radiance intertwining as they stirred towering waves.

Yet the countless aquatic experts who witnessed this showed not the slightest displeasure.

Instead, their faces were filled with awe and reverence.

"Is that the Interception Sect's Wine Sword Immortal, whose flower bloomed with twelve petals?"

"Indeed, indeed. He is that exalted immortal of the Interception Sect."

"Hiss... however I look at him, he hardly seems peerless in bearing or unrivaled throughout the ages."

"Shh, watch your words. This Wine Sword Immortal is a twelve-petaled Daluo Golden Immortal, not someone the likes of us can discuss so recklessly."

"Exactly. Even the East Sea Dragon King was once frightened back by a single stroke of his sword. We absolutely must not provoke him."

Hearing the chatter of the East Sea's aquatic beings, Gu Changqing smiled calmly, untroubled.

With a single step, he arrived ten thousand miles away.

Such was the tremendous improvement that came with breaking through to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm.

Shrinking the earth to an inch, soaring off in a streak of light, crossing ten thousand miles with a thought-all were now effortless.

Gu Changqing had set out to roam the world and seek more immortal fruits and spiritual roots suitable for brewing wine.

As he traveled, Gu Changqing drank mouthful after mouthful of fine wine, his face brimming with unrestrained satisfaction.

"Urp..."

"I'm already a Daluo Golden Immortal, and my flower bloomed with twelve petals."

"Ordinary fine wine is barely better than nothing now."

"It seems I'll have to find supreme-grade innate spiritual roots like the Ginseng Fruit or the Yellow Central Plum to keep improving."

"Alas... having such extraordinary talent really is a helpless predicament."

Gu Changqing sighed as he spoke.

Fortunately, he was alone, with no one else around to hear that outrageously humble boast.

A supreme twelve-petaled Great Luo, and he actually felt helpless?

He could infuriate someone to death and never pay for it!

With these thoughts in mind, Gu Changqing crossed the East Sea's domain, turning his gaze in a certain direction.

That was where Wuzhuang Temple stood.

At one point, he set foot on solid ground again, having left the East Sea's domain.

He was now on the shores of the East Sea.

Just then, as Gu Changqing prepared to pour another mouthful of fine wine down his throat, his movements suddenly paused.

After his breakthrough, his divine sense had grown even sharper.

Faintly, Gu Changqing heard the sounds of slaughter.

He looked toward their source.

"Over there... seems to be a place where humans live?"

His drunken eyes were bleary, his words slurred.

Yet as that possibility crossed his mind, Gu Changqing's gaze suddenly sharpened.

Something occurred to him, but he said nothing more.

Gulp, gulp...

After swallowing a few mouthfuls of fine wine, Gu Changqing picked up his pace and immediately followed what he had sensed.

Within moments, Gu Changqing arrived at the source of the fighting.

Looking closely, he saw a human tribe before him, home to tens of thousands of people.

Today, however, it had become a mortal hell.

There was only one reason!

Experts of the Demon Race had unleashed an inhuman massacre upon the humans here.

Enormous demons with hideous faces either spread their wings and took to the air or snarled with savage brutality.

They charged and slaughtered without mercy, seizing humans to devour.

The disparity between the two sides was simply too great.

The humans had no power to resist. No matter how they screamed, roared, or cried for help, it was all useless.

Everywhere he looked, blood flowed deep enough to float shields, and corpses piled into mountains.

Demonic beasts opened their cavernous, blood-drenched maws and swallowed countless humans.

"These savage animals really are hateful."

Drinking throughout his journey, Gu Changqing had already become more than half drunk.

Now, boundless cold severity filled his drunken eyes.

Killing intent!

Surging killing intent rose from his heart!

As a human, he was watching his own people being butchered before his very eyes.

No one could remain unmoved.

Grief stirred in Gu Changqing's heart.

Even more striking was that the strongest demon present was merely a Profound Immortal.

In Gu Changqing's eyes, they were no more than ants.

Yet to ordinary humans, they were already gods of slaughter.

The humans of this era were far too weak.

But before Gu Changqing could act...

Suddenly!

A figure drenched in blood charged out from the human tribe.

His eyes strained as though they would split, and his face was filled with grief and fury as he glared at the demons.

"Ah... you animals of the Demon Race!"

"We humans have no enmity with you, yet you slaughter our people like this!"

"Today, I, Ji Ren, will fight you to the death!"

This youth named Ji Ren was clearly somewhat different from the other humans.

He was exceptionally brawny, standing a full eight feet tall, his muscles knotted and bulging as he radiated a formidable sense of pressure.

Perhaps he had been born that way, or perhaps he had become so later in life.

Anyone who did not know better might have mistaken him for a member of the Witch Clan.

As his words fell, Ji Ren had already charged right up to the demons.

Both his hands shot out.

Boom!

He tore a Heavenly Immortal bird apart with his bare hands, sending a rain of blood spilling across the sky.

Having instantly slain a Heavenly Immortal demonic beast, Ji Ren charged onward without pausing.

Watching his tribespeople-his family-shed their blood and die with hatred in their hearts had driven him into an utter frenzy.

He sought life by charging toward death!

For a time, the demons were stunned by his sheer "brute strength." Several demonic beasts spilled their blood in succession and died on the spot.

Outside the battlefield!

Gu Changqing's expression shifted as he watched with keen interest.

"Humans should be like this..."

He murmured those words to himself and instead decided not to act immediately.

He merely released a seemingly casual wisp of his aura into the battlefield.

At once, the demon clan beings' expressions turned grave.

Under that pressure, even the blood within their bodies grew sluggish.

He would see just how many demons this human, Ji Ren, could slay.

The battle continued. Across the sprawling human tribe, Ji Ren alone remained fighting desperately, drenched in blood.

With Gu Changqing's help, Ji Ren swept through everything in his path.

After all, the demons were practically standing motionless, waiting to die.

Finally, every last demon lay dead.

Half from exhaustion and half from anguish, Ji Ren sank to his knees on the ground, his eyes filled with sorrow.

At that moment, Gu Changqing also revealed himself on the battlefield.

"Heh, not bad!"

"I thought I'd have to finish my wine before you finished killing these demons."

"I didn't expect you to be so quick!"

Gu Changqing spoke with a light chuckle.

Hearing him, Ji Ren started in alarm and looked at Gu Changqing with wariness written all over his face.

The humans had just suffered such a calamity, yet this drunken man before him could still laugh.

Ji Ren's expression immediately grew hostile.

"Where did you crawl out from, you wretched drunk? Are you mocking us humans?"

Ji Ren's tone was accusatory.

Gu Changqing froze at his words, apparently not expecting Ji Ren to have the courage to call him a wretched drunk the moment he opened his mouth.

Gu Changqing was not angry in the slightest. Instead, he burst out laughing.

"Ha ha... good, very good!"

"A man repays kindness with sword in hand, unwilling to live his life in vain..."

"You've got admirable courage, boy."