The prerequisite for laying down the butcher's knife was to first take up a sword?!
At first, hearing this, Tongtian could barely suppress his laughter, unsure whether to laugh or cry.
Well, well!
You brat, are you exploiting a loophole here?
Indeed, anyone else would surely have assumed that Gu Changqing was belittling and poking fun at this so-called Buddhism.
Yet, a moment later, Tongtian's heart jolted.
These words... seem to carry a deeper meaning!
My fate is mine to command, not Heaven's?
Fierce!
Domineering!
These impressions rose unbidden in Tongtian's heart.
The phantoms of the Four Immortal-Slaying Swords flickered behind him, but the terrifying killing intent capable of recreating earth, fire, water, and wind slowly subsided.
He fell somewhat silent, studying the disciple before him with an extraordinarily profound and perceptive gaze.
Irreverent toward the world?!
Treating life as a game?!
Indeed!
On the surface, Gu Changqing still looked no different from his usual self.
But only Tongtian, who knew him so well, could detect it.
Beneath that drunken exterior, an indescribable edge had somehow gathered around Gu Changqing.
Or, more precisely, it was a sense of transcendence: Heaven and Earth and all living beings were chess pieces, while he was the player.
That edge remained concealed, yet it made even a Sage like Tongtian feel a flicker of dread.
Clearly, Jieyin's attainment of the Dao and the Buddhist School's meteoric rise-an upheaval vast enough to overturn the Primordial World's balance-had not exceeded his disciple's expectations.
Indeed, he had long known what was coming.
"Disciple Changqing."
Sect Master Tongtian's voice rang out again. This time, all its anger and agitation had dissipated, leaving only a pure desire to understand.
"What do you intend to do?"
With those words, he, the Jie Sect Leader, had placed all his hopes of