"Excellent, excellent! This is exactly the feeling... Comfortable, truly comfortable!"
After mixing the Heavenly Dao wine with the Hell Impermanence wine, Gu Qingfeng immediately poured himself a cup. Without another word, he threw his head back and downed it in one gulp. As the cup emptied, his mind instantly went blank. His consciousness, divine sense, heart-mind, spirit—all of it seemed to vanish into thin air in that instant.
This feeling was wondrous, as if his soul had left his body, wandering the Great Desolate. It was as if everything had turned to nothingness, dissolving into a single speck of dust within the world, merging with heaven and earth.
There were no worries, no sorrows, no joy or anger—nothing remained. Even all his memories turned to ashes and vanished. It felt incredibly light and free.
He didn't know how much time had passed when Gu Qingfeng finally opened his eyes. It was as if awakening from a great dream, or experiencing a cycle of reincarnation. He sighed repeatedly, "Heavenly Dao intoxicates the Nine Heavens, Hell Impermanence inebriates the Nine Nethers. Lying across the Great Desolate, roaming heaven and earth, intoxicated through a dream of reincarnation... truly fine wine. Fine wine indeed."
This wasn't the first time Gu Qingfeng had drunk it.
Years ago, he'd been fortunate enough to taste the blend of Hell Impermanence and Heavenly Dao at an old Nine Nethers demon's place. The memory remained fresh to this day, and he'd always believed that mixing Hell Impermanence with Heavenly Dao created a peerless treasure of heaven and earth.
Alas.
Both Hell Impermanence and Heavenly Dao were far too rare. These fine brews had been passed down since antiquity. Not only had the brewing techniques been lost to time, but the resources needed for their creation had likely vanished entirely. To this day, within the Great Desolate, only those ancient existences might still treasure such wines, and even then, their stores were absolutely limited.
Acquiring both types of wine was truly no easy feat. Gu Qingfeng had thought he might never have another chance to taste the blended Hell Impermanence and Heavenly Dao again. He never expected Ren Tianxing to first give him a pile of Hell Impermanence, and now today, Cang Yan had brought the Heavenly Dao. The feeling was really quite good.
Standing outside the pavilion, Huode watched Gu Qingfeng drinking alone and felt utterly speechless inside, his face burning with embarrassment.
Because the Gu Qingfeng here was downing cup after cup in a frenzy, not pouring a single drink for Cang Yan or Genggu Wuming—not even one cup. He didn't even show any intention of serving them, just drinking on his own.
Huode knew Gu Qingfeng was obsessed with wine like his life depended on it, and he knew this fellow had always disliked Genggu Wuming.
But even so, was this necessary?
Sitting down and continuously mocking them with sarcasm was one thing, but now not even pouring them a cup of wine? After all, the Heavenly Dao wine was something Cang Yan had brought. Wasn't this fellow Gu Qingfeng being a bit too excessive?
Even Huode felt Gu Qingfeng was going too far, let alone Nalan Qianqiu and Mo Ruyi. The two of them stared at Gu Qingfeng. Though they said nothing aloud, inwardly they'd already scorned him countless times.
As for Genggu Wuming, she remained as before. Her plain face showed no emotional color from beginning to end, and her eyes were as still as an ancient well, as if she could see through all things in the world.
Cang Yan, however, shook her head helplessly. "Is this really necessary? Even if you're utterly dissatisfied with Nameless in your heart, must you treat us this way? Putting aside everything else, our visit today... we're still your guests, aren't we? Have you ever seen a host who only drinks by himself and doesn't entertain his guests?"
"Little Sister, I didn't invite you here."
"Hah, you actually have a point."
Cang Yan said, "But... this Heavenly Dao wine seems to be something I brought, doesn't it?"
"So?"
"What do you mean 'so'? My point is... this Heavenly Dao wine was brought by me."
"So what if you brought it? Didn't you bring it for me to drink?"
"What kind of logic is this? What kind of reasoning? Why should the Heavenly Dao wine I brought be given to you to drink?"
"Alright, alright, Big Sister."
Gu Qingfeng drank another cup and said listlessly, "We're all clever people, so let's skip these empty formalities. Hurry up and take out all the Heavenly Dao wine you brought. We can chat while we drink."
"Hah."
Cang Yan sat in her chair, tilting her head slightly as she looked at Gu Qingfeng with a strange expression. "Emperor Jiuyou, Nameless owes you nothing, and I owe you even less."
"What are you talking about? I never said you owed me anything."
"But from your few words... how does it feel... as if we have some request of you?"
"Didn't you say you wanted to chat?"
"So?"
Cang Yan was also rather speechless. "Does chatting mean we have a request of you?"
"I never said you had a request of me either. It's just that..."
Gu Qingfeng grabbed a delicious roasted meat and started gnawing on it. "My time is precious. If you want to chat, that's fine, but you should at least show some sincerity, right? Otherwise, why would I bother chatting with you? Isn't that right? These days, even if you ask for directions, you have to hand over a spirit stone. Let alone keeping someone company for conversation. It's like visiting a brothel—if you call a courtesan to drink with you, you have to give her some benefits. Otherwise, why would she drink with you? Don't you think that's reasonable?"
When Huode, standing outside the pavilion, heard Gu Qingfeng's words, he was so frightened his scalp went numb. His whole body couldn't help but tremble, and he wished he could find a hole to crawl into.
What kind of figures were Cang Yan and Genggu Wuming?
One was the master of Langya Sacred Land, hailed as a legend of the current era. The other was revered as the incarnation of causality, the messenger of fate.
Let alone ordinary people, even the great powers of the Great Desolate, the cave heavens and blessed lands, even the Nine Heavens Immortal Dao had to treat them with utmost respect when they met.
These were two existences of extremely high status in the Great Desolate, who had condescended to visit the Yunxia Sect to have a chat with Gu Qingfeng. And this fellow actually demanded they show some sincerity before he'd sit down and talk, blatantly demanding the Heavenly Dao wine. His tone was like that of a corrupt official, shamelessly and rather impatiently demanding bribes.
This was just too damn presumptuous! Simply... simply presumptuous beyond measure.
Huode truly didn't know what to say. He knew Gu Qingfeng's courage had always been great, but Genggu Wuming was, after all, Lady Tianji! How could he act like this! Extorting even Lady Tianji! Wasn't this fellow afraid Lady Tianji might, in a fit of anger, banish him to Gui Xu?
However.
Genggu Wuming remained perfectly calm, just watching Gu Qingfeng without saying anything. Even Cang Yan, who was being openly demanded to show 'sincerity,' wore an expression of utter helplessness on her flawless face. She stared at Gu Qingfeng for a moment before sighing, "Gu, you really are a vulgar man who couldn't be more vulgar..."
"Hahaha!"
Gu Qingfeng laughed heartily, then said playfully, "Vulgar? That's exactly right. I've said it before—I'm a vulgar man, and the kind that's extremely, disgustingly vulgar at that. Born this way, and I'll die this way too."