I Am Your Natural Enemy

Wen Yan had expected from the start that sooner or later, he’d have to meet the Water Monarch.

Now he was even more certain—the person the Water Monarch sent a water ghost who could emerge from water onto land to find, was him.

So Wen Yan knew, you can dodge the first day of the lunar month, but you can’t dodge the fifteenth.

Or maybe, the Water Monarch wasn’t looking for him specifically, just for the current bearer of the Scorching Sun.

Who knows what exactly the Thirteenth Ancestor did back then to piss off the Water Monarch—got them so mad they slept for years, and when they finally opened their eyes, the first thing that came to mind was Scorching Sun.

Absolutely wild.

Maybe in the Water Monarch’s eyes, there isn’t much difference between the Scorching Sun of the past and the Scorching Sun now.

Wen Yan didn’t dare bet on whether the Water Monarch understood that the Thirteenth Ancestor of Fuyu was the Thirteenth Ancestor, and the Wen Yan of Fuyu now is a whole different Wen Yan.

When someone’s holding a grudge, they probably aren’t gonna bother making those distinctions anyway.

Either way, Wen Yan really didn’t dare go see him face to face right now.

But seeing this water ring sparked some ideas for Wen Yan.

Grandma said, given his natural condition, dream sending is all he could do—couldn’t do anything else, which is a pretty safe situation for both parties.

So now he was thinking, with this water ring as a medium, if the Water Monarch sleeps, could Wen Yan sneak him a dream?

Just test the waters first, maybe have a little chat, see what’s up before making decisions?

If he gets killed during a dream send, his actual self wouldn’t die—at worst, he’d just wake up with a start.

And if the Water Monarch really just wants to kill the current Scorching Sun—

Then he’ll just lie low, and when he can finally punch as hard as he could when he dropped that mushroom bomb in the Netherworld, that’s when he’ll go chat with the Water Monarch face to face about the meaning of life.

His thoughts whirring, Wen Yan settled on a rough plan, glanced at the water sphere in his palm, and with a flick of his fingers, that sphere smoothly transformed back into flowing water, spinning and dancing among his fingers like a pen.

”What’s this thing called?”

”I have no idea,” the water ghost shrank back a bit, looking totally honest.

He was already starting to feel the pressure.

This bracelet—people from the Scorching Sun Department had already studied it for ages, and some idiot had even tried to scrape off a bit of it to study.

Too bad, nothing came off in the end, and they’d all been bummed out over it for a while.

As for taking off the bracelet—no way, and no one could trigger the shape-shifting from bracelet to flowing water, either.

”I’m taking this thing. Is that a problem?”

”N-no problem.” The water ghost lifted his head and took a look at Wen Yan.

For some reason, in just that single glance, that brief moment, he suddenly felt like his great-grandma was waving him over.

That shapeless pressure instantly became a hundred times heavier.

Every inch of his body seemed to be telling him that if he even blinked, he might instantly die.

Any hint of concealment, the slightest bit of dishonesty—certain death.

The water ghost’s eyeballs wobbled in terror.

”I really don’t know a thing, I was just floating in the water, then somehow I drifted over to the Water Monarch.

I could barely understand half of what they were saying—I really don’t know anything!

I just came to deliver a message, that’s all…”

Seeing the water ghost looked about scared out of his wits, Wen Yan was a little surprised.

He swapped his just-equipped Water Ghost Nemesis title for the Nemesis of Ghosts and Gods again.

This water ghost seemed to have pretty sharp instincts.

As soon as he put on the Water Ghost Nemesis title, this guy immediately sensed the danger and panicked like that.

But when he switched to the Nemesis of Ghosts and Gods, the water ghost didn’t really react.

Wen Yan wasn’t surprised though—like always, it did what it said on the tin.

The Nemesis of Ghosts and Gods was just tailored for ghosts and gods, after all.

What a pity—to be holding a Dragon Slaying Saber, but currently there’s not even a single ghost or god in sight.

Whether it was the records from the Scorching Sun Department or the news from Fuyu Mountain, neither had heard of any for the time being.

Maybe there were some in the past, or maybe the ghosts and gods from before disappeared because of the Last Dharma Era and haven’t revived yet.

For now, the only thing usable is the soul-summoning skill that comes with the Nemesis of Ghosts and Gods title.

And according to Grandma, even that soul summoning shouldn’t just be used recklessly.

At the very least, he can’t go summoning anything weirder than your basic garden-variety ghost.

”I’m taking this thing.”

With the water flow twining around his fingertips, Wen Yan left—just like back in school when he couldn’t master pen-spinning, only now he’d finally found a substitute.

This bit of water flow contained the Water Monarch’s power—who knew how the other party did it. Wen Yan hadn’t even used Scorching Sun, yet the water flow could still sense his presence.

On top of that, with the affinity provided by the Calamity Protector Water Official Talisman, controlling this little bit of water became silky smooth.

With just a thought, Wen Yan had the water flow coil around his wrist, gradually turning into a metallic-looking ring.

He reached out a finger and tapped it—it even sounded like metal, and was crazy tough.

No idea how the Water Monarch managed it; if making something like this came as easily as breathing, then sheer power probably didn’t mean much anymore.

Just from the bracelet alone, it was obvious—the Water Monarch and them weren’t even playing the same game.

By Wen Yan’s estimate, the previous King Guilong out-leveled them by at least two versions, while the Water Monarch was probably three versions above.

With the Scorching Sun Department’s current capabilities, they couldn’t even begin to figure out how this simple-looking bracelet was made.

Even just transforming water flow into a metal bracelet would already make half the departments yank their hair out with stress.

And sure enough, just as Wen Yan stepped out, he saw a lab coat–wearing guy with a crazed glint in his eyes, showing up together with Feng Yao.