Su Changqing inherited the legacy of the Wine-Sword Immortal. The more wine he drank, the stronger his power became.​ From then on, Su Changqing spent his days in a drunken stupor—one bout of intoxication lasted a full eighteen years!​ Over those eighteen years, Su Changqing practiced swordsmanship with his heart every day, until his sword skills reached a divine level.​ His cultivation base, too, had grown incredibly terrifying.​ Yet in the eyes of everyone in the Su family, Su Changqing—the second son who spent his days drunk—was a useless wretch, incompetent in both literature and martial arts.​ That was until the Su family was oppressed by the tyrannical Tianyan Sect.​ Su Changqing arrived, soaring through the air. At the moment when thousands of swords bowed and roared in unison, everyone was stunned!​ Later, when the Heavenly Gate of the Immortal World opened wide, and numerous immortals descended to wreak havoc in the mortal realm.​ Su Changqing stood on his flying sword, holding a wine gourd in his hand, and rode the wind forward.​ "Riding the sword and soaring on the wind, I exorcise demons between heaven and earth. With wine, I enjoy freedom; without wine, I am still unruly."​ "One drink drains the rivers and lakes; a second drink swallows the sun and moon. A thousand cups cannot make me fall drunk—for I am the Wine-Sword Immortal!"​ With a single sword strike coming from the east, ten thousand immortals bowed their heads!