The Grand Consecrator said blandly:
"Let's hope it proves worthwhile. If we can use this to climb onto the Sacred Body's branch, why would the Lunar Divine Church have to worry about not prospering?"
The man who had asked earlier still frowned tightly at those words:
"When the various orthodoxies welcomed him beyond the domain last time, plenty of factions and races offered up beauties, yet the Sacred Body remained unmoved throughout. Will this really work?"
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Song, you're being far too naïve. How could such an elegant affair possibly be agreed to in public?
What kind of existence is a Great Emperor?
Doesn't he need to save face?"
A little old man with white hair and beard clicked his tongue and laughed.
"Throughout the ages, how many Ultimate Dao existences have had a 'friend'? They stand at the opposite extreme from those Ancient Emperors and Great Emperors who are usually pure-hearted and abstinent...
If this is to be arranged, the methods must be carefully considered. Great Emperors have tasted fine grain; they are not interested in just any woman..."
Ding Yi, the Grand Consecrator of the Lunar Divine Church, merely smiled without commenting.
He simply lifted his teacup and took a light sip.
It was as though he had already seen the day he obtained the final portion of the Lunar Immortal Scripture, broke through into the Quasi-Emperor Realm, and overturned the Lunar Divine Church's orthodoxy.
And if anyone present had seen that demon sovereign, Shao Hanyun, more than twenty thousand years ago,
they might have noticed that this hidden pawn of the Moon Palace bore a five- or six-tenths resemblance to Shao Hanyun, the demon sovereign who had vanished from the world more than twenty thousand years ago.
One had to know that among cultivators in