"And another thing, quit yammering about what's foul and what's not—In all honesty, it's all flesh from the body, who's to say what's high or low, noble or base?"
Taking a deep breath, Moral Heavenly Venerable finally forced himself to accept the reality.
He tried to think and analyze calmly:
Odd as it may be, it's still part of the Dharma Form. At least that breath of freedom is still there.
I just want to take a sample. Whether it's the whole body or just a part, it doesn't make much difference.
Hmm...
It was then that Jiang Lu seemed to suddenly realize something and asked, "I get it, do you feel I don't respect you enough? Would this make you feel better?"
Saying so, his Dharma Form stiffened a bit, a sign of respect.
"Damn it!" Moral Heavenly Venerable couldn't hold back any longer and burst out in his silence, "I must suppress you today!"
As his voice fell, nine great cauldrons pressed down toward Jiang Lu.