Even at the Son of Heaven's summons, I would not board his boat!
I proclaimed myself the Wine Immortal!
Although Hongjun did not understand whom Gu Changqing meant by the "Son of Heaven,"
he could still sense the wild arrogance and proud disdain in those words, the refusal to bow his head.
Besides, with Gu Changqing's final remark, his stance could not have been clearer.
Gu Changqing had still rejected Dao Ancestor Hongjun's terms without the slightest hesitation.
In an instant, Hongjun's expression darkened further. He fixed Gu Changqing with a sinister stare, his fury needing no explanation.
"Gu Changqing, have you truly thought this through?!"
"My favor is not something you can refuse simply because you wish to."
Compared with Gu Changqing's words, Hongjun's declaration was even more imposing-or rather, domineering.
A Sage's word was a sacred decree!
And to him, merely being willing to negotiate with other living beings was already an immense favor.
What was more, from beginning to end today, he had been courteous to the utmost, never once using his power to bully anyone.
Even so, would Gu Changqing refuse the toast only to drink the wine of punishment?!
How could Hongjun not be furious?!
Yet Gu Changqing paid no heed to Hongjun's threatening words.
He continued swigging his fine wine as he pleased, then gave an odd smile and replied:
"Heh..."
"My Dao is already invincible. What need have I for anyone else's so-called favor?!"
As unruffled as drifting clouds in a gentle breeze!
Free-spirited and untamed!
Had any other cultivator dared utter such words, Hongjun would likely have erased them completely with a single thought.
After all, who dared claim invincibility before the exalted Dao Ancestor?!
Yet looking at Gu Changqing, Hongjun truly found himself somewhat at a loss for words.
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