"Heh, has the Great Age of the Human Race... arrived?!"
Gu Changqing murmured under his breath.
Then he returned to his hazy, drunken demeanor.
He turned his gaze toward the world beyond Golden Ao Island.
"Haha, have you come to drink with me, lad?!"
As he spoke, the Interception Sect's formation opened, allowing Ji Ren to enter and appear before Gu Changqing.
Gu Changqing's gaze was deep as he looked Ji Ren up and down.
Then, slurring drunkenly, he said:
"You've actually become a Quasi-Saint already, lad."
"Showing yourself like this today has left plenty of your fellow disciples ashamed of their own inadequacy."
Clearly, although Gu Changqing seemed indifferent to everything and had been diligently refining the God-Slaying Spear, he knew exactly how everyone outside had reacted.
Though his words were steeped in drunkenness, they carried a hint of gratification and approval.
Ji Ren's achievements pleased Gu Changqing greatly.
Hearing his words, Ji Ren immediately bowed his head, his expression full of reverence and respect, and answered softly:
"Without you, Master, I might long since have become flesh in the Demon Race's jaws."
"Everything I have today is owed to you, Master Changqing, for teaching me the Dao and imparting your knowledge."
Gu Changqing's smile broadened at those words.
"Good, very good!"
"Haha, those words alone deserve a proper drinking session today."
As he spoke, Gu Changqing brimmed with exuberant gusto, looking ready to drink hundreds or thousands of jin of fine wine.
He even waved his great hand and offered Ji Ren the Wine Gourd he was holding.
Yet Ji Ren showed no intention of drinking with Gu Changqing.
Instead, his expression turned solemn, and he said gravely:
"Master, I did not come here to drink!"
"Recently, I have sensed that the human race is about to face