"Really?" Feng Yin asked with surprise and delight, "You can transform already? What do you plan to turn into?"
"I don't know yet," the little pine tree said contentedly. "This feeling is very real; I estimate it will take another decade or so."
For the pine tree, such an outcome was like a dream. Its roots were as ordinary as could be, just a normal little pine tree, the most common type of plant, without any special gift or a hint of the supernatural—until it met its master, received a fortunate transformation, gradually developed consciousness, and attained a soul.
Now, it had already surpassed its inherent limitations without realizing it... Its current state had long exceeded what was known as a pine tree, what was known as a common plant!
Who in ancient or modern times has ever seen a common pine tree that could turn into a demon and transform its form?
Hmph!
This was an achievement unprecedented and unmatched in history!
