The Immortal Spirit Snake, ancient beyond measure, seemed to have little interest in its new, feeble host.
Its manner of speaking was aloof and perfunctory.
After giving Sophia Jones a few pointers, it vanished into thin air.
Yet Sophia Jones appeared as if she had comprehended something profound, her eyes sparkling with sudden understanding as she respectfully said to the fog in the void, "Thank you, Ancestral Spirit, for your guidance."
Only she knew that while the "Ancestral Spirit" seemed detached, it had actually imparted all the guidance she needed.
The food was fed right to her mouth; at her current realm, that was all she could digest.
....
Leonard Churchill watched as the great snake disappeared, only then breathing a sigh of relief.
Although the snake bore no malice, the oppressive feeling of its tier was very real.
Moreover, now whenever he saw anything, his brain would involuntarily start to extrapolate.
