Badan stole a glance at Chen Qiu's expression. Only after seeing that Chen Qiu showed no reaction did he quietly breathe a sigh of relief. The reason he had not wanted to mention this earlier was that, generally speaking, many Sky Prodigies did not like hearing others boast before them about how formidable some other Sky Prodigy was.
Every Sky Prodigy had his own pride. Generally, they did not enjoy hearing such things, much like how a woman did not like hearing someone praise another woman's beauty in front of her.
"But then again."
Fat Dragon furrowed his brow in confusion. "He was already an Immortal Emperor, yet he still went to a brothel on a Lower-Rank Continent to play with a courtesan queen? Even if he wanted to play with one, shouldn't he stay on a High-Grade Continent? Who would come to a Lower-Rank Continent for that?"
"Doesn't this Immortal Emperor sound a little too pathetic?"
"Could Immortal Emperors really bring themselves to touch these ordinary mortals?"
"That, I don't know."
Badan shook his head, hesitating slightly. "These were all records from historical texts. But you know how it is—many things recorded in history books may not be true. Most of it is just nonsense, and there's no way to verify it."
"But if it was true, perhaps Immortal Emperors had their own ideas."
"Still, you're right about one thing."
"People with high cultivation truly cannot bring themselves to touch mortals."
After one's cultivation reached a certain level, one could clearly sense the filth wafting from the pores of mortal bodies, along with all manner of odors upon them. Under such circumstances, it was simply impossible to have relations with a mortal woman.
If this were in the mortal world—
It would be akin to fucking a pig: absolutely