Tongtian's face was full of helplessness.
Only Gu Changqing dared spout such "nonsense" before him, his Sage master.
But on second thought, Tongtian felt somewhat relieved.
After all, this brat had dared drink with abandon during a Sage's sermon, as though no one else were present.
For wine, he really would dare do anything.
Besides, if things truly were as Gu Changqing had said...
He had saved Hong Yun only to repay Zhen Yuanzi's past kindness.
Such loyalty and devotion only made Tongtian more pleased and appreciative.
He simply stopped dwelling on the matter.
As his thoughts shifted, something suddenly occurred to Tongtian.
"Hehe, very well!"
"I won't ask why you intervened."
"But... that sword strike of yours earlier truly shook the world."
"With your mere Daluo Golden Immortal cultivation, how did you master such a terrifying sword dao divine ability?"
Without realizing it, Tongtian had begun treating Gu Changsheng like a fellow cultivator of equal standing.
Even Tongtian had never heard of the move that had beheaded Di Jun earlier, "Four Drifting Clouds to Aid the Poor."
Naturally, Tongtian was also utterly certain that he had never taught it.
But that only left him even more puzzled.
After all, in the present world, the Interception Sect excelled above all others in the sword dao; no one could surpass it.
Where had Gu Changqing learned a sword dao divine ability that even Tongtian did not know?
Hearing this, Gu Changqing answered through his drunken haze without even raising his head:
"Uh... naturally, I drank my way to it."
As he spoke, he smugly shook the Wine Gourd in his hand.
Tongtian's expression froze at those words.
Bullshit!
I'm speaking to you heart to heart, and you're playing mind games with me?!
*Drinking could produce a supreme divine art capable of