"No more giggling."
Those words suited the Mountain Ghost perfectly right now.
It had originally been quite calm, probably thinking it had become a famous philosopher. It could toss out some little theory that nobody could refute. Yet Jiang Qiao, an amateur, had utterly destroyed it.
Could it really let that slide?
Thankfully.
The people inside the Demon Tower were still completely confused. After taking control of the Demon Tower, the Mountain Ghost could block their hearing whenever it wanted.
Otherwise.
Great Grandmother, who was currently looking smug.
Would probably have broken down.
The profession of "Ghost-Carrier" had its own implications, especially when it came to the Mountain Ghost's "Ghost-Carrier."
That one was truly wholehearted.
Faith would... no, faith in the Mountain Ghost.
"Can't take losing?"
Jiang Qiao seemed to have anticipated the Mountain Ghost's reaction. He smiled and said, "I heard you devoured many people's memories. Judging by the look of it, those memories are rather jumbled. You know many things, but you don't understand them."
"Calling it parroting might be a little exaggerated."
"But it's like a primary school student holding a university textbook. They recognize some of the characters, but they can't understand what they're reading."
"That's probably a fair assessment."
What the Mountain Ghost called having Jiang Qiao improve the theory and make it more suitable for this era was, in simple terms, making Jiang Qiao refute himself and create a theory that could prove the Mountain Ghost was human.
You had to hand it to it.
This Evil Spirit was quite clever.
"Yes."
The Mountain Ghost regained its composure and admitted frankly, "I don't understand many of the memories very well either, so I plan to invite you to Fengyin Mountain and have you carefully sort through them for me."
"I believe I'll soon have