"Truly audacious, taking the sacred body as a servant. It's certainly been an eye-opener for me," an old man upstairs remarked drunkenly.
Ji Biyue laughed, her voice like silver bells. "Making the sacred body a servant? That's quite an idea. The more I consider it, the more tempted I become."
Another middle-aged man drank a cup of wine and sighed. "Has the sacred body truly fallen so low? To think of its unparalleled majesty in days gone by... How the world changes; everything is so unpredictable."
Xia Jiuyou, despite his youth, was exceptionally cold and devoid of any youthful innocence. "So what if it's a sacred body?" he stated frostily. "This is survival of the fittest. It's no longer adapted to this world and can only be reduced to a servant."
"Throughout history, no one has dared to enslave a sacred body. This is truly unprecedented. It seems the invincible physique has indeed been buried by the dust of time."
