Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal Was Alarmed, and Everyone Was Dumbfounded!

Had it been any other Outer Sect disciple, Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal would have flown into a rage long ago.

After all, as one of the Seven Attendant Immortals, he served at Saint Tongtian's side.

Who would dare make him wait outside their cave abode?

What was more, Gu Changqing's reason was that he needed to bring a few jars of wine-an utterly absurd excuse.

Yet now, Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal did not dare lose his temper in the slightest.

For one thing, although he had only witnessed that scene a thousand years ago from the sidelines, the fear still lingered in his heart. He knew full well how terrifying that sword strike had been.

Even now, whenever he brought up that day with Qiu Shou Xian, he still felt frightened and uneasy.

For another, Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal knew that Duobao and the other eight direct disciples were currently inside Gu Changqing's cave abode.

Before these direct disciples, he naturally did not dare drape himself in a tiger's hide and fly it as his banner. He still had to put on a gentle, amiable front.

Before long, Duobao and the others emerged at a leisurely pace.

Behind them, Gu Changqing still had wine in hand.

"Heh, Lanling Fine Wine, fragrant with tulip; served in a jade bowl, it shines with an amber glow..."

"What bliss... what bliss!"

Gu Changqing's steps were unsteady, his face brimming with delight.

He tipped the wine jar upside down, and fine wine poured out in a gurgling stream, flowing into his mouth without spilling a single drop.

An amber-like immortal radiance truly did swirl within it, wondrous beyond description.

Clearly, the ingredients used to brew this wine were anything but ordinary.

Indeed, having inherited the great Dao of wine, Gu Changqing used exceedingly precious ingredients for every brew.

Even the lowest-grade wine in his hands could prolong life, strengthen one's foundations, and nourish one's vitality.

Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal gave him a strange look.

Good grief!

A thousand years had passed. Had this brat Gu Changqing still not sobered up?

Or had he only just sobered up, then immediately drunk himself halfway into a stupor again?

Speechless!

Utterly speechless!

Despite these thoughts, Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal still smiled at Gu Changqing and said:

"Heh, Junior Brother Changqing!"

"Master Tongtian has personally summoned you today. It would hardly be appropriate to go before him drunk!"

"Why not... leave that fine wine in my hands for now?"

"Once your audience with Master is over, you can drink to your heart's content..."

As he spoke, Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal reached to take the wine jar from Gu Changqing's hand.

But although Gu Changqing appeared tipsy, his reaction was lightning-fast.

"Hmph, stop!"

"Who the hell are you? You dare snatch my wine?"

A fierce gleam flashed in Gu Changqing's eyes as he angrily rebuked Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal.

He gripped the wine jar tightly, as though it were already his most treasured possession.

Then he resumed his drunken expression and laughed with seeming nonchalance:

"I am the Wine Sword Immortal. Even if my body is drunk, my heart will never be!"

"Heh... laughable, how some people need not swallow a drop of wine, yet their hearts have long since lost their way!"

With that, Gu Changqing walked off on his own, ignoring Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal completely.

After Gu Changqing had snapped at him like that, even demanding, "Who the hell are you?"

Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal's feigned smile turned ashen, his expression hideously dark.

At the sight, Duobao and the others secretly stifled their laughter.

Excellent!

Junior Brother Changqing's words had truly given him a satisfying tongue-lashing!

Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal was no decent fellow, either.

He cruelly devoured humans, bullied his fellow disciples, and fawned over the powerful...

Compared with Qiu Shou Xian, his deeds were every bit as bad, if not worse.

What was more, only Gu Changqing knew that this fellow was a turncoat as well.

During the great tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods, upon seeing the Interception Sect decline, Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal had betrayed the sect without hesitation and joined the Western Buddhist Sect.

Such a character deserved nothing but contempt.

Yet even after Gu Changqing's rebuke, Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal could hardly lash out.

After all, Gu Changqing was already drunk.

His words were merely drunken talk.

Watching Gu Changqing stroll away without a care, Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal's expression shifted uncertainly, hatred and fury seething within him.

It was not merely because Gu Changqing, an Outer Sect disciple, had dared treat him so rudely.

Vaguely, Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal had also detected a warning in his words.

That line about a heart having "long since lost its way" seemed aimed squarely at him.

This left Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal deeply alarmed.

After a long while, a vicious gleam flashed through his eyes.

Only then did he follow them toward Biyou Palace.

Before long, they arrived at Biyou Palace.

With Tongtian's instructions already given, Gu Changqing strode brazenly into Biyou Palace without a care, despite being an Outer Sect disciple.

The moment they entered, an overwhelming saintly presence enveloped them, making everyone's expression turn solemn.

Even as a Saint's disciples, they still felt immense pressure beneath this saintly aura.

"Your disciples pay their respects, Master!"

With reverent expressions, they offered their master a deep ceremonial bow.

Gu Changqing alone was the exception.

He bowed as well, but the moment he bent forward, he suddenly swayed.

Then he fell straight onto the floor, landing seated.

The sight made Duobao and the others' expressions change drastically.

Behaving like this before a Saint was a grave act of disrespect.

But perhaps because Tongtian had just made progress in his cultivation, he was in excellent spirits.

He did not hold it against Gu Changqing.

"Heh, rise, my disciples!"

Tongtian paid no attention to Duobao and the others. His gaze fell directly upon Gu Changqing.

"My disciple Changqing, you have truly surprised your master!"

He did not spell out what he meant.

But everyone present could hear the admiration Tongtian held for Gu Changqing.

"Though you are an Outer Sect disciple, your cultivation in the sword Dao far surpasses that of your peers!"

"Tell your master, why could the verses you recited not only bring me sudden enlightenment, but even cause Ten Thousand Swords Pay Homage to the Sect?"

Tongtian had always been decisive and direct. Without wasting a word, he asked the question troubling him.

After emerging from seclusion, Tongtian had also learned that a single verse from Gu Changqing had caused the spectacle of Ten Thousand Swords Pay Homage to the Sect throughout the Interception Sect.

Hearing Tongtian's question, Gu Changqing responded with bleary, drunken eyes:

"Master, you broke through? Heh, then congratulations, Master!"

"And what is this about ten thousand swords paying homage to the sect? What are you talking about, Master? Your disciple doesn't understand..."

At these words, Duobao and the others were utterly dumbfounded!

"Junior Brother Changqing, you don't remember what happened back then?"

"At the time, we sensed the majesty of an emperor of the sword Dao from you!"

As Duobao spoke, Golden Spirit Holy Mother and the others nodded.

Then they all began speaking at once, recounting everything that had happened back then.

Yet from beginning to end, Gu Changqing listened with a bewildered expression.

It was as though he were hearing someone else's story.

"Senior brothers and sisters, are you talking about me?"

"Hehe... was I really that amazing?"

That response left Duobao and the others utterly speechless.

From his expression, it seemed he had only just learned of everything that had happened a thousand years ago.

Did Junior Brother Changqing truly remember nothing at all?

Then had everything back then merely been a coincidence, rather than something Gu Changqing had done deliberately?

Duobao and the others could not help thinking this.

Only Saint Tongtian studied Gu Changqing with a profound gaze, bearing the wisdom to see through everything.

Coincidence?!

Like hell he believed that!