In truth, to all living beings, Gu Changqing's words sounded like nothing more than an attempt to stir up trouble.
Or perhaps he was deliberately putting on this ridiculous act.
After all, never mind whether the Heavenly Court actually had any treasured fine wine.
Even if it did, that earlier sword strike had probably reduced it all to nothingness.
How could any possibly be found now?!
Next, the Wine Sword Immortal would probably use that as an excuse to launch a massacre in the Heavenly Court.
Not only did all living beings think so, but the Four Saints and the others thought the same.
"Gu Changqing, if you dare unleash slaughter in the Heavenly Court, you will inevitably shoulder karma that can never be resolved."
Laozi spoke in a grave voice, as though laying an exceptionally vicious curse upon him.
Yet, contrary to their expectations, Gu Changqing merely shook his head drunkenly upon hearing this.
"Hehe... hic... unleash slaughter?"
"I... hic... I can't be bothered to lift a finger."
"Since there's no fine wine, I'll be off."
With those words, Gu Changqing turned around and actually flew away on his sword.
In the blink of an eye, he vanished entirely from Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens and returned to the Interception Sect.
The sight left all living beings utterly dumbfounded, unable to make sense of it.
Countless Mighty Experts exchanged looks, their minds lost in a fog.
"This... did the Wine Sword Immortal really just leave like that?"
"How strange, how strange! If he never intended to attack the Heavenly Court's experts, why pursue them here with such overwhelming force?"
"Uh... wasn't that a tiger's head ending in a snake's tail?"
Exactly!
That was precisely how all living beings felt at that moment.
A tiger's head ending in a snake's tail!