Ao Cunxin was delighted to hear this.
Just as she had thought!
She could never go wrong trusting her master, Changqing.
Before this, as a third-generation disciple of the Interception Sect, she had even sounded out Saint Tongtian about whether the Dragon Race could have a more brilliant future.
Yet after a series of divinations, Tongtian's final answer had been that nothing could be done.
In the eyes of a Heavenly Dao Sage like Tongtian, the upper limit of every living being, and even all things in heaven and earth, had been determined from the moment they came into existence.
The Dragon Race's bloodline, karmic ties, and everything else had long since become fixed.
In truth, Tongtian already considered the Dragon Race's return to the world and its stirring of the universe astonishing enough to shock the ages, beyond anything anyone could have imagined.
Of course, Gu Changqing deserved the credit for that!
But back to the matter at hand!
Ao Cunxin's face now brimmed with anticipation.
"Oh? May I ask what Dharma Method that is, Master?!"
This time, however, Gu Changqing shook his head teasingly, keeping her in suspense as he said:
"Hehe... trying to coax it out of me already?!"
"Without tens of thousands of pounds of top-grade wine, hic... I won't tell."
All three of those present froze.
Well, damn!
Well, fucking damn!
As a master, he was actually setting conditions before imparting teachings to his disciple.
Was there any other master in this vast world who could be so "unserious"?!
Fortunately, as Gu Changqing's personal disciple, Ao Cunxin had long understood his temperament.
With an "I knew it" expression, she smiled calmly and said:
"Hehe, we have already brewed tens of thousands of pounds of fine wine using countless spirit roots, immortal fruits, Heavenly Treasures, and