"By the way... how did I get back to the Interception Sect?"
Those words left Tongtian utterly speechless, his face darkening with exasperation.
So this brat had drunk himself into a complete blackout earlier?
His memories still stopped at his time among the humans?
Moreover, even with Tongtian's piercing eyes and keen divine sense...
He had never detected the slightest oddity in Gu Changqing's expression from beginning to end.
Could it... really have been nothing but drunken dream-talk from Gu Changqing? Had I been overthinking it all along?
After pondering for a moment, Tongtian still could not quite let it go and asked:
"Changqing, my disciple, you... truly don't remember anything?"
In response, Gu Changqing shook his head, his drunken eyes hazy.
"That's right. Your disciple has absolutely no idea what you're talking about, Master."
Only then did Tongtian stop asking.
On second thought, Gu Changqing's response was all the more reasonable.
After all, Dao Ancestor Hongjun's appearance to halt the fighting was a heavenly mandate that even sages could not discern.
However monstrous Gu Changqing's talent might be, could he possibly surpass a sage?
Without realizing it, Tongtian also came to believe that everything earlier had been nothing more than a coincidence.
No longer dwelling on the matter, Tongtian changed the subject.
"Heh, you brat, your name now resounds among the humans."
"Disciples frequently report that statues of you have been erected throughout the human race, and humans bow before them and worship you day and night."
"Make good use of this power of human faith. It will greatly benefit your cultivation."
Speaking of this, Tongtian's face filled with satisfaction and admiration.
How numerous were the humans? They numbered in the hundreds of millions.
And now, the humans revered Gu Changqing as a god, worshipping him day and night.