Hong Huang: Killing millions of immortals with a sword, you call this a drunkard

Emperor Xin of the Human Realm respectfully welcomes the Senior Sword Immortal!

His words were solemn and resounded throughout the heavens and earth, carrying the unique aura of the Emperor, spreading to every corner of Chaoge City.

The entire capital city fell into a deathly silence at that moment.

Countless kneeling commoners and cultivators unconsciously held their breath.

They raised their heads, with all the piety and fervor of their lives, gazing up at the figure in blue robes in the sky, awaiting the response of this guardian deity of humanity.

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at that moment.

Each breath felt as long as an entire era.

In the midst of this silence that could crush mountains, Gu Changqing in the sky finally made a move.

His eyes, which always seemed to carry a hint of drunkenness, lowered and swept over the dark mass of people below before finally settling on Di Xin, who was kneeling in royal robes before the palace gates.

Then, he simply waved his hand casually.

The movement was so casual, it was as if he were shooing away an annoying fly.

A soft laugh, tinged with the smell of alcohol, drifted down.

"Hehe, no need for such formalities."

Upon hearing this voice, Di Xin and countless other humans breathed a sigh of relief.

The senior colleague responded!

However, before their excitement could even begin, Gu Changqing's next words caused everyone's thoughts to freeze instantly.

"I came here only to find fine wine, to get drunk and never stop."

……

Let's drink until we're completely drunk?

Let's get drunk...until we're done?

These eight simple words, seemingly light and airy, possess a power more terrifying than divine thunder from the heavens.

It struck directly into the minds of millions of people in Chaoge City, leaving their souls, which were boiling with fervor and reverence, blank.

silence.

An even more profound, deathly silence than before.

If the previous silence stemmed from awe, then the silence now stems purely from... utter bewilderment.

The peddler hawking his wares on the street corner gaped open, completely unaware that the rattle in his hand had fallen to the ground.

The highly skilled old cultivator, who had just picked up the whisk, once again dropped it back to its original spot with a "thud," and he was completely petrified.

Countless people kneeling on the ground looked at each other, their fervent piety replaced by a strange bewilderment.

Looking for a drink?

The legendary Sword Immortal, the guardian deity of humanity, descended to the mortal realm, graced the human capital, and caused the human emperor to kneel in worship, with all people making pilgrimages...

Just to... find a drink?

This……

This style of painting is wrong!

numb.

Completely numb.

At this moment, whether they are ordinary people or cultivators who have practiced for many years, only these two words remain in their minds.

They imagined countless possibilities.

Is the senior here to guide the Human Emperor in his cultivation?

Is the senior here to warn of an impending great calamity for humanity?

Is the senior here to pass on even more profound martial arts techniques?

Every possibility is worthy of being recorded in history and worthy of inspiring humanity.

But they never expected that the truth would be so... simple, unpretentious, and down-to-earth.

In front of the palace gate.

Di Xin, who was kneeling on the ground, froze completely.

As the human emperor, his mind was incredibly resolute, yet upon hearing those words, his brain momentarily froze.

liqueur?

That's it?

He even wondered if he was hallucinating because he was too excited.

But the strong smell of alcohol emanating from the figure in the sky, along with its unpretentious languor and nonchalance, silently told him something.

You heard it right.

Senior, you really just came here to have a drink.

A feeling of utter absurdity welled up in Di Xin's heart.

But he was, after all, Emperor Xin! The iron-blooded and mighty ruler who led humanity to its zenith!

After just a breath's pause, his rapidly working brain instantly figured out countless key points.

Does it matter if my senior wants to drink?

unimportant!

Does it matter why the senior wants to drink?

It doesn’t matter!

The only important thing is that the elder brother made a request!

For the entire human race, it would be an immense honor to be able to do something for this guardian deity!

Let alone finding wine, even if the senior wanted the stars in the sky, Di Xin would have to find a way to build a ladder and pluck them down!

This is an opportunity!

An excellent opportunity to get closer to the legendary Sword Immortal!

Once he understood this, the sense of absurdity in Di Xin's heart vanished instantly, replaced by unprecedented ecstasy and exhilaration!

He suddenly stood up from the ground, his movement so fast that it even created a gust of wind.

He bowed deeply to the sky once more. This time, his words lacked the solemnity of before, instead filled with the eagerness and sincerity of a junior meeting an elder.

"The arrival of a senior is a blessing for the human race! This humble wine has already been prepared in the palace!"

"I humbly request that you, senior, enter the palace for a chat, so that I may present you with a peerless vintage wine that the human race has accumulated over ten thousand years!"

These words were resounding and filled with undeniable sincerity.

The civil and military officials following behind Di Xin finally snapped out of their petrified state.

Seeing their king's sudden change in attitude, they all secretly admired him.

As expected of the King!

This reaction speed is amazing!

In the sky, Gu Changqing seemed quite satisfied with Di Xin's answer.

A slight smile appeared in his hazy, drunken eyes, and he nodded gently.

"can."

A word fell.

His figure then slowly drifted down from the sky.

Without any earth-shattering momentum or dazzling sunset, he landed lightly on the white jade steps in front of the palace gate, his feet touching the ground silently.

Di Xin's heart skipped a beat. He quickly stepped forward, respectfully turned to the side, and made a gesture of invitation, his posture extremely humble, almost half a body length behind Gu Changqing.

"Senior, please!"

"Ah."

Gu Changqing casually agreed and then took the lead, walking towards the palace as if he were returning to his own backyard.

Emperor Xin followed closely behind, personally leading the way.

Behind him, a group of civil and military officials hurriedly followed. The atmosphere of the entire procession was tense, excited, and tinged with an indescribable eeriness.

On both sides of the road, the kneeling commoners and cultivators finally dared to quietly raise their heads and steal glances at the figure in green robes walking past them.

The legend, the living legend, just passed right before my eyes.

His purpose in going to the palace... was to drink.

This realization made everyone feel that their outlook on life had been slightly impacted.

……

Everything that happened among the human race.

At this moment, nature was also seen by the hidden guide.

The moment he saw Gu Changqing arrive, his expression darkened, and a sense of unease welled up in his heart.

Gu Changqing!

Why did this drunkard suddenly descend upon the human race?!