Yu Lian had to admit that he actually liked talking to this guy.
Although he was currently wearing Yu Lian's face and body, and his current appearance was hard to describe—like a reminder that Yu Lian, too, had once gone through an astonishingly embarrassing chuuni phase. Still, the guy spoke pleasantly, clearly, and with precision. One could tell at a glance that he was an educated, knowledgeable young man with sound values. Aside from a slight tendency to be cryptic, there was nothing wrong with him.
No, wait. How could that be called being cryptic? Laying the groundwork before getting down to business was clearly a sign of good manners.
Of course, this had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that he was using Yu Lian's face and voice, or even speaking with Yu Lian's rhythm and tone. Absolutely nothing.
Still, some of the things this guy said were a little unpleasant.
"Brother Root, you don't mind if I call you that, do you? I don't understand what you mean. How exactly am I trying to improve?" This guy was an amalgamation of the Root Demon's lingering will, Yu Lian's inner demon, the malice of the Empyrean, and the surging information of that world. But at his core, he was still the Root Demon. Though he was an enemy, he was a refined gentleman who spoke pleasantly and conducted himself properly, so he deserved a few honorifics.
The other party seemed to accept the address. "Chaos is the ladder of progress! Your achievements in that world have already proved this. The choices you made there weren't guided by me—they came from within you. I don't actually have the power to guide you, and you know that very well. Very well indeed."
"Oh?"
"I swear on the Spirit of the