Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk...
Little Eight stood on Green's shoulder, smacking his little beak nonstop as though he had just eaten a huge candied date. He looked so intoxicated and blissful that it was simply too much; his excitement had made the feathers on his tail stand on end, and his little butt was stuck high in the air.
"By my granny's bird legs, Baye has waited for this day for who the hell knows how many epochs! No wonder that stinking bat was so damn smug back then. Fuck its granny's legs, so this is what it feels like! Wuwuwuwu... Baye is so happy I'm about to cry, this feels great! After all these epochs, the Green Beast cultivation plan has finally succeeded. This is my dream! My dear Young Master Green, ultimate Green Beast, do you know what it feels like to fulfill a dream?"
Little Eight chattered on endlessly.
"It's like finally winning over the Yeye you chased for a hundred years; it's like finding an iceberg after crossing the Desert World; it's like a rat turd in the stinking bat's soup; it's like a huge turtle in Blackfur's fish tank; it's like the bliss of finally letting it all out after being constipated for seven days; it's like... even all of those things happening a hundred times wouldn't compare to this true happiness! Wuwuwuwu, wagagagaga, Baye is truly too happy!"
After excitedly muttering to himself through tears and laughter, Little Eight stretched out a wing and pointed at Eternal Sky City beneath the Water-Curtain Firmament. Without knowing the height of heaven or the depth of earth, he roared, "Damn it, Seventeen-Ring Pumiluoxius, get out here and bow to Baye! Today, Baye is going to carry arrogance through to the end. What the stinking bat and that