Honghuang: I Prove the Dao by Drinking, and the Sages Panic

Gu Changqing drank freely in front of everyone while a sage was preaching, and all the disciples of the sect thought he was a good-for-nothing. But drinking was how he cultivated, and after 2,000 years of drinking, he reached the Daluo Golden Immortal realm. Saint Tongtian opened his eyes. “Changqing, did that sip of yours disrupt my Daoist music?” Gu Changqing shook his empty wine jar. “Master, bring me another jar. I might even drink you a sagehood.”