Huode was seething with resentment!
He was so furious his teeth itched, and he even felt like killing Gu Qingfeng.
Last time on the Xuantian Vessel, Gu Qingfeng hadn't left him a single one of the three ten-thousand-year Vermilion Fruits. And today, not a single drop remained of the jar of Hell's Unpredictable Wine.
He couldn't take the slightest advantage of this kid!
Damn it!
Huode cursed inwardly, but with the Weiyang Demon Emperor Ren Tianxing present, he couldn't and didn't dare say anything, forced to endure this grievance in silence.
"Refreshing!
Refreshing!
Truly damn refreshing!
!!"
After downing an entire jar of Hell's Unpredictable Wine in one go, black smoke began to emanate from Gu Qingfeng's body.
This black smoke was none other than the unique aroma of the Hell's Unpredictable Wine, seeping out from the various apertures of Gu Qingfeng's fleshly body. It looked utterly bizarre.
A moment later.
Gu Qingfeng let out a satisfied belch, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said, "Damn it! It's been so, so long since I've drunk this freely. Hell's Unpredictable truly lives up to its name—drinking it is just so damn refreshing!"
Ever since the end of the Ancient Times and his nirvanic rebirth, Gu Qingfeng had mostly drunk fine wines from the mortal realm. To ordinary people, these might be considered fine wines, but for Gu Qingfeng, they were practically like plain water. Especially after this nirvanic rebirth, with his fleshly body decaying and withered, no wine had any flavor to him. Even the strongest liquor felt as tasteless and bland as water once it entered his stomach.
This had always left Gu Qingfeng deeply dissatisfied.
Fortunately, today he had met Ren Tianxing and had the fortune to drink a jar of Hell's Unpredictable Wine, finally giving him some semblance of the feeling of drinking wine again.
"Brother Ren."
Gu Qingfeng sat back down, tossed the empty wine jar aside, looked at Ren Tianxing, and said, "If I remember correctly, you just said today you'd provide enough to fill me up, satisfy me, and even stuff me. Does that still count?"
"Ren has always been a man of his word. Since I said I'd fill you up, I naturally won't go back on it."
With a wave of Ren Tianxing's hand, a mountain of wine jars instantly appeared before Gu Qingfeng's eyes. Good heavens, there were hundreds of them, and every single one was Hell's Unpredictable Wine.
Seeing this, not only was Huode dumbstruck, but even Gu Qingfeng—the Nine Nethers Emperor who could ascend to heaven and descend to earth, capable of anything—was left utterly shocked, staring as if he'd seen a ghost.
Others might not know, but he was well aware: Hell's Unpredictable Wine was brewed from myriad devil flowers, the Ancient Taiyin Spring, and many other rare ingredients, then fermented with hellfire for tens of thousands of years. It was as precious as could be. Throughout heaven and earth, there were only a handful who knew how to brew it. Most crucially, Hell wasn't a place just anyone could enter, and even if you got in, you might not get out.
Though Gu Qingfeng was a wine addict who cherished it like his life, he wasn't too knowledgeable about the art of brewing. Back in the day, the only way he got to drink Hell's Unpredictable Wine was through swindling, cheating, stealing, plus burning, killing, and plundering. And he knew that while Ren Tianxing was a demon, and a Demon Emperor at that, he would absolutely never engage in such lowly acts as stealing wine—to be precise, he disdained to do so. Moreover, from what Gu Qingfeng knew of him, Ren Tianxing wasn't particularly interested in wine.
"Where the hell did you get so much Hell's Unpredictable Wine?"
"Found it."
"What? What?
Found it?
Good grief!"
Gu Qingfeng almost doubted his ears. "There's such a good deal? Where did you find it? Tell me so I can go find some too!"
"Found it in a revived ancient cave dwelling. To be precise, it was gifted to Ren by an old senior."
"Really?"
"Really."
If Ren Tianxing said it was true, then it must be true.
"Damn it, why don't I ever run into such good fortune?"
Gu Qingfeng was rather depressed, even somewhat envious of Ren Tianxing's incredible luck. To vent his frustration, he downed two more jars of Hell's Unpredictable Wine in succession. Only after wildly drinking five jars did he stop, his inner gloom finally dissipating.
Beside them, Huode picked up a wine cup, taking small sips one cup at a time. He didn't dare guzzle it like Gu Qingfeng; the kick of this Hell's Unpredictable Wine was too strong. Just one sip earlier had nearly cost him his old life. The feeling was indescribable—agonizing yet ecstatic, so painful Huode didn't dare take a second sip, yet the exhilarating sensation made his heart itch unbearably. His inner conflict was extreme.
Meanwhile.
Gu Qingfeng and Ren Tianxing chatted as they drank.
The two raised their cups and drank together.
Ren Tianxing sighed, "The last time we drank together, the Ancient Times had not yet ended. Who would have thought that by the time we drink again, ten thousand years of the Present Era have already passed?"
"Isn't that the truth? As the old saying goes, time flies like a shuttle, days pass like an arrow. Before you even figure out how to live properly, you wake up and damn it, ten thousand years have gone by."
They raised their cups again and drank together once more.
Gu Qingfeng looked Ren Tianxing up and down and asked, "When the Gate of Reincarnation opened back then, you didn't reincarnate?"
"No."
"When the Ancient Times ended, don't tell me Old Heaven didn't pass Judgment on you."
"He did."
"Didn't kill you?"
"No."
"Didn't even strip away your Destiny of Creation?"
"No."
"Hey! You're quite something. How did you survive it? I used every ounce of strength I had back then, and still Old Heaven killed me, even damn well took my Destiny of Creation. How come you look like nothing happened?"
Ren Tianxing replied, "We are different."
"How are we different? The sins on you aren't any less than mine."
"It's not a matter of sin, but of fate. Your existence threatened the Great Daos of Heaven and Earth, so naturally they wouldn't let you go."
"So you're saying Old Heaven went easy on you when he passed Judgment back then?"
"No. The reason I survived the Judgment back then was because my past life saved me."
"Your past life?"
Hearing this, Gu Qingfeng rubbed his chin. "A past life from the Daoless Age?"
Ren Tianxing nodded.
"So it turns out you're also someone from the Daoless Age. We really are fated."
Gu Qingfeng laughed. "Come, for such fate, let's drink a cup."
They raised their cups and drank again.
Ren Tianxing said, "Brother Gu should be able to see that Ren's connection with you is not merely limited to the Daoless Age."
Gu Qingfeng smiled but said nothing.
He knew that Ren Tianxing's connection with him indeed wasn't as simple as just sharing the Daoless Age. Beyond that, he could tell that Ren Tianxing, like himself, possessed the Body of Original Sin.
Besides the Body of Original Sin, Gu Qingfeng also sensed an indescribable, vaguely familiar feeling from Ren Tianxing.
This familiarity reminded Gu Qingfeng of the Delusional Self.
In other words, Ren Tianxing, like Gu Qingfeng, not only had the Body of Original Sin but also possessed the Delusional Self.