"What good is being big? You're a brainless idiot of a woman. Didn't I still tie you up with vines until you couldn't move and could only wait to die?"
"You monster, neither human nor ghost. If I looked like you, I'd rather die than keep living."
The short-haired woman looked at the long-haired man before her, who had no body, only a head connected to vines. The sight made her deeply uncomfortable, and she snapped back at him.
The long-haired man shook his head and smiled. "Lu Yan, you're already in your thirties. Why is your thinking still as childish as a little kid's?"
"This is the age of Spiritual Energy Revival. Might makes right. Who still cares whether they look human?"
He paused, then continued, "Still, it's actually normal for you to think that way."
"After all, if you really had a brain, you wouldn't have stayed in the Celestial Being Pavilion, slowly exploring the supernatural world alongside those old farts who don't know shit."
"Truly smart people, upon discovering that humans know almost nothing about the supernatural world, would do exactly what I did: pledge allegiance without hesitation to a powerful being from the Origin Land, rely on them to grow stronger quickly, and win right at the starting line."
"But stubborn old fools like you are destined to be left far behind me. You won't catch a glimpse of my perky ass for the rest of your lives."
As he said this, his face was filled with smug self-satisfaction.
A year ago, he too had been a member of the Celestial Being Pavilion.
Back then, he had been nothing more than an unremarkable Paranormal Contact, destined to make little progress on the supernatural path.
Meanwhile, the Lu Yan he spoke of-the short-haired woman he now held