I once sat upon a golden throne, looking down upon a million worlds.
Now I awaken in this modern cultivation world, only to be questioned about my background by some mere cultivation clan's campus belle?
I laughed.
You think you can compare backgrounds with me?
My descendants once conquered the stars and seas for me.
My imperial guards once made the gods tremble in fear.
How could mere mortal power possibly compare to mine?
Her father, worth tens of billions, is nothing but a planetary native in my eyes.
The Nascent Soul Ancestor she reveres is merely a high-energy psychic organism to me.
Spiritual energy? Energy particles waiting for me to quantify them.
Daoist arts? Equations of mental power waiting to be optimized.
Gods? Malignant entities in the warp that must be purged!
Now, I have returned.
All immortal sects are heretics.
All deities are false emperors.
Raise the hammer of science high and smash this rotten heaven!
Your so-called cultivation civilization is nothing but a petty rebellion that deserves to be swept into the dustbin of history!
Not a bad way to slap someone in the face.
Good job, not quite like the one on the throne, more like a fragment of personality that was actively abandoned. His acting style is a bit different and he did not quickly seize power on the planet. There is inconsistency. Saying that Reiki (p particles) is harmful to the human body is a chronic genetic suicide of human civilization, but then publishes a story about how to absorb Reiki (particles) more efficiently.
I hope I don't want to be a eunuch. I really like this type.