[Irreverent cultivation + slice of life + lighthearted comedy]
Fellow Daoist, let me ask you: monsters are born of monster mothers, and people are born of human mothers. What makes you think humans are more noble than monsters?
Then let me ask you: what makes you think monsters deserve to be nobler than humans, or enjoy more privileges?
Fellow Daoist, another question: the human race has oppressed the monster race for tens of thousands of years. Isn’t it time for the monsters to spread their wings?
And how, pray tell, are the monsters supposed to spread their wings? Do you even have the strength?
Then let me ask you this: if the monsters should spread their wings, shouldn’t the evil cultivators, suppressed by the righteous sects for thousands of years, get their turn too?
...^*%#$#$@^^... What? You spirit beasts want to spread your wings too?
Then where does that leave the human race?
Li Chongzhi stood in the plaza at the entrance to the Valley of Absolute Immortals, raised both hands, and shouted to the crowd: “Please stop, fellow Daoists!”
“Everyone, eyes on me! I have an announcement!”
“I’m a beast! I’m a fiend! Nothing wrong with that!”
Everyone turned to look at him in unison, their faces filled with admiration.
This deranged cultivation world... Just look at what it’s driven this poor kid to.
It's so well written, why doesn't anyone read it?