At those words, Sect Master Tongtian and Houtu both froze.
The two exchanged looks, momentarily at a loss for words.
Brew a pot of wine?
And Luohu would appear on his own?
What kind of claim was that?
This was Demon Ancestor Luohu, a great taboo since the heavens and earth first opened, a terrifying being who had once contended with the Dao Ancestor.
Did he think Luohu was a drunkard who loved wine more than life itself, just like him?
His words plunged the hall into an eerie silence.
After a long while, a flicker of barely restrained emotion crossed Sect Master Tongtian's taut face.
He stepped forward, his voice more solemn than ever.
"Disciple Changqing, Luohu was once a great Dao demon god. He is ruthless by nature, and his methods are treacherous and unpredictable. He is no ordinary foe."
"We cannot afford carelessness in this matter. Please stop joking."
Sect Master Tongtian's words were heavy.
It was not that he distrusted Gu Changqing, but this method was simply beyond absurd.
It could even be called utterly ridiculous.
Although Houtu said nothing, her cool eyes were filled with the same bewilderment and incomprehension as she looked at Gu Changqing.
She had just experienced the tenacity and strangeness of that heart-demon power firsthand, and knew all too well how terrifying its source was.
Dealing with the Demon Ancestor by brewing wine-this...
Yet upon hearing Sect Master Tongtian's words, Gu Changqing rolled his eyes helplessly.
Rather than answer Tongtian directly, he raised the Wine Gourd to his lips and took another swig, his Adam's apple bobbing.
Only then did he murmur softly, as though speaking to himself.
"Ah... I couldn't be bothered with it at first."
"Who knew this heart-demon business actually had something to it?"
He was not deliberately