Within the cave abode, all fell silent.
Nuwa, whose eyes had been gently closed, slowly opened them.
A faint smile graced her face as she looked at Gu Changqing before her.
As always, he reeked of wine, thoroughly drunk, his eyes hazy.
In fact, Gu Changqing had remained like this throughout the thousand years of her Dao lectures.
On several occasions, he had even become so utterly drunk that he fell fast asleep right in front of Nuwa, snoring away.
Had anyone else done this, they would surely have enraged Saint Nuwa.
After all, a mighty Sage was imparting the Dao, yet he slept so soundly. Was that not a grievous disrespect toward a Sage?
But Nuwa had not minded.
Moreover, she could sense that even in his sleep, Gu Changqing was still perceiving the Creation Laws she imparted.
Thus, even while Gu Changqing slept, Nuwa had never stopped lecturing.
Such treatment truly would have turned others green with envy!
After a moment of inward reflection, Nuwa spoke softly:
"I wonder, Nephew Changqing... how much of my Creation Great Dao have you comprehended?"
She asked with considerable curiosity.
Even as a Sage, she could not see through Gu Changqing, so she could only ask.
As for Gu Changqing...
Upon hearing Nuwa's question, he first gulped down a great mouthful of fine wine.
Only then did he speak, looking as though he still had not had his fill:
"Hehe, Junior Uncle Nuwa, your Creation Great Dao is truly far too profound."
"I... uh... have only comprehended a tenth or two."
At these words, the many disciples outside the cave abode could not help letting out low cries of surprise.
To them, comprehending even a tenth or two of the Creation Great Dao was a feat of breathtaking brilliance.
After all, that