My Conscience, I Make the Decisions

So this was the trouble.

Even a stone could eventually give birth to a Monkey King, so long as it kept undergoing qualitative transformations.

Zhang Yang sighed. He already understood the train of thought behind this Heart of Heaven and Earth.

It was purely because of the resentment stirred up when he had released the Soul Tremor that time. Of course, it was also deeply connected to the fact that the Heavenly Dao Maiden had been stripped of her authority and position by him.

So if he had not discovered it in advance this time, was this fellow planning to rebel?

"What are you trying to do?"

Zhang Yang asked directly.

"I want to rebel. I want this world to be unable to bind me ever again. I want your shadow to stop haunting my nightmares. I want to kill you. Do you agree?" The five-petaled flower formed a ferocious expression, though it still looked a little cute.

"Of course I don't agree."

"Then forget it." The ferocious expression on the five-petaled flower vanished, replaced by an expression of someone yawning.

"Forget it?" Zhang Yang was inexplicably surprised. He had already been preparing to open the door and release the Children at any moment.

"What else?"

"What else?"

"It means that since you, Fatty Zhang, this great demon king, have discovered my intentions, I'll obediently admit defeat. Really, I'm very sincere?"

"Sincere?"

"What else?"

"What else?"

"Damn it, Fatty Zhang, I've had enough of you! I'm going to rebel!" The five-petaled flower finally went berserk.

Only then did Zhang Yang let out a long breath. "That's more like it. If you want to rebel, then just rebel directly. Don't play hide-and-seek with me. I have plenty of things to do and no time to waste on you. Come on, rebel.