Duobao and the others were stunned, their mouths hanging open as they stood in a daze!
Every one of them stared at Gu Changqing in disbelief.
Madness!
Utter madness!
Was Gu Changqing trying to pull up the seedlings to hasten their growth, regardless of the cost?!
With Bixiao's earlier ordeal serving as a warning, none of them doubted how terrifying that wine was.
Even Gu Changqing himself had said that not even he could withstand it.
If Ao Cunxin drank it, how could she possibly absorb its power?
Surely, she would only end up exploding, her body and soul utterly destroyed.
"Junior Brother Changqing, this... aren't you being a little too impulsive?!"
Duobao asked tentatively.
No sooner had he spoken than Bixiao, still shaken by her own experience, chimed in:
"Exactly, exactly!"
"Cunxin, you absolutely must not drink that wine."
Jin Ling, Wudang, Zhao Gongming, and the others likewise looked at Gu Changqing in bewilderment.
Yet Gu Changqing paid no heed to their reactions.
He merely watched Ao Cunxin calmly, a meaningful smile on his face.
"Heh..."
"This jar of wine was brewed specifically for you."
He continued.
Seeing their reactions and hearing Duobao and Bixiao's words, Ao Cunxin was already thoroughly bewildered.
She naturally knew that the wine her master brewed often possessed all manner of powerful, hidden effects, unfathomable even to gods and spirits.
But why were all her martial uncles and aunts so determined to stop her today?!
It almost felt as though they thought her master Changqing meant to harm her?!
Ao Cunxin was lost in a fog of confusion.
Yet after only a brief moment, she seemed to reach a decision.
"All right!"
"Your disciple will obey your instructions, Master Changqing!"
That was her reply.
Before her words had even faded, she reached out with