"Quick, keep him steady! He's lost control!"
"Heavens, who can deal with this monster?"
"He's charging again!"
Amid an earth-shaking crash, the Mountain Forest Villa collapsed. The surrounding houses toppled and trees were crushed flat, leaving everything in utter ruin.
As expected, the young man Luo Changshan had renamed Che Rong had successfully advanced to Foundation Establishment. Yet, just as the Classical Cultivators maintained, his disposition was woefully unequal to his cultivation, leaving him utterly unable to command this power.
Over the past month or so, before he had even left the mountains, he had already descended into madness several times, losing his senses and all control of himself.
"Master, what exactly is going on? Could it really be as the Ancient Cultivators said..."
"Shut up! Ancient Cultivators, Ancient Cultivators-what the hell do they know!"
Luo Changshan watched the enormous octopus monster rampaging and destroying everything in the distance, his expression grim. A trace of worry flashed through his eyes.
But he was not worried about Che Rong's safety. He was worried about his experiment.
Che Rong was the perfect masterpiece of his biological modification techniques, the crystallization of his painstaking efforts and his only genuine success to date. How could he resign himself to failure?
"All this talk of disposition is nonsense. What they call disposition is merely the sum of cognitive set theory and behavioral patterns. The Ancient Cultivators knew nothing of how to use hormones or the relationship between the brain and the mind. That is why they stood idly by, talking of disposition and spouting nonsense about good and evil, immortals and demons!"
"He is merely being affected by the residual demonic baleful energy of the Stone Octopus True Demon. What does disposition have to do with controlling his cultivation?"
"My Puppeteer Dao Path is a