I Am Your Natural Enemy

But I still didn’t feel satisfied.

”Mount Zhongnan, those hypocritical Taoists,” Water Monarch still had a look of disdain on his face.

”Has Water Monarch had any encounters with them?”

”No, I heard it from Thirteen.”

Wen Yan paused for a moment, then got straight to the point. ”So, I don’t want to let it go just like that. I just want to ask them face to face, why did they do it? What’s in it for them? But I feel the reasons I have now aren’t sufficient. I want to come up with another excuse. Like, someone from their side went to contact Water Monarch, and Water Monarch was pissed off. I suppose I’m going to vent some anger on Water Monarch’s behalf, and incidentally, vent some of my own.”

Water Monarch suddenly burst into hearty laughter. ”Hahaha! You rascal, daring to use my name to get things done and even having the guts to tell me upfront?”

”Of course, I had to let Water Monarch know first. Afterwards, I’ll send over ten jars of wine to Water Monarch.”

At this, Wen Yan’s expression also became serious. ”At first, I thought they just wanted to kill me as a convenient afterthought, but later I realized that I’m a primary target. If someone wants to kill me, I have to do something about it, or I wouldn’t be able to sleep at night.”

”What? Are you actually planning to strike at Mount Zhongnan?” Water Monarch laughed heartily.

”Although I’m not going to attack Mount Zhongnan directly, it’s almost the equivalent of squatting at Mount Zhongnan’s gate and taking a dump,” Wen Yan said very seriously.

Water Monarch looked Wen Yan up and down, suddenly intrigued. ”Alright, you can do it in my name. But if you can’t achieve what you said, don’t blame me for killing you.”

”Fine, there’s one more thing I’d like to ask Water Monarch about. That bracelet you gave to the Water Ghost before, what exactly is it?”

BANG!

Wen Yan suddenly sat up from the bed.

”Damn it!”

Wen Yan rubbed his head. Not again! This water ape... Water Monarch, why is he so temperamental? He always blasts me out. Can’t we ever have a full conversation from start to finish? Forget it. I won’t worry about this for now.

He went to the basement, lit three sticks of incense for Grandma, then took a piece of offering and happily ate it.

”Grandma, I’m going out for a bit. Although Cai Heizi instigated this matter, it has nothing to do with him anymore. I want to give him a massive slap across the face, but I’ll have to wait until he’s revived. I’m saving it for him. Counting what he owes you, that’s four massive slaps in total. I’ll keep them all on his tab.”

After getting his things together, Wen Yan called Fourth Great-uncle Master.

”Fourth Great-uncle Master, I’m heading to Mount Zhongnan. I just can’t help myself. Of course, I’ve added another reason this time. The Demonic Taoists of Zhongnan, in defiance of universal condemnation, failed in their attempt to bewitch Water Monarch. They then tried to enrage Water Monarch, seeking to cause a terrible tragedy by flooding numerous commanderies. As a Fuyu Sect Disciple, I must investigate the truth. It’s my undeniable responsibility.”

”Hmm?”

In Fuyu Mountain, the phone lay on a table. The several old men sitting beside it were all completely bewildered.

”You have the guts to use Water Monarch’s name?!” Seventh Great-Uncle Master couldn’t restrain himself any longer.

”Open the window!” Fourth Great-uncle Master said seriously, quickly offering a piece of advice.

Wen Yan, unable to explain properly, could only open the window to Fuyu Mountain.

Both Fourth Great-uncle Master and Seventh Great-Uncle Master came out.

Grand Uncle Master was watching from outside the window.

”It’s true. I’ve already asked Water Monarch, and he said it’s okay.”

”Don’t play with fire,” Fourth Great-uncle Master became even more stern.

”It’s true. I just went to sleep, used a Dream Projection technique to find Water Monarch, chatted with him, and he agreed.”

Fourth Great-uncle Master looked up and through the window at Grand Uncle Master.

Grand Uncle Master looked at Wen Yan with a pained expression, shaking all over, his tears about to fall. ”This is outrageous! Such a fine disciple of our Fuyu Mountain, and they’ve tormented him into this state! This matter absolutely cannot be let go! Come on, I, your Grand Uncle Master, will accompany you! No matter what, we have to vent this anger today. If we keep suppressing this anger, it will make someone ill. I can’t tolerate this!”

Third Great-uncle Master on the other side of the window was taken aback and immediately started patting Grand Uncle Master’s back. ”Uncle Master, calm down, please calm down. Wen Yan... Wen Yan might have been cursed,” he urged. ”Fourth Junior Brother, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and go.”

As the window closed, Wen Yan looked at Fourth Great-uncle Master, Seventh Great-Uncle Master, and Eighth Uncle-Master Ancestor beside him, puzzled. He had told the elders the plain truth in an effort to persuade them. The result was the same, but something still felt a bit off...

”What are you planning to do?” Fourth Great-uncle Master asked him kindly.

By the time the sun had set, Wen Yan had just about finished going through the materials. He asked Feng Wei to lead the way, heading directly to the area of Mount Zhongnan.

After emerging, he called Seventh Great-Uncle Master and opened the window; the three Great Uncle Masters also came out with him.

They made their way to the foot of Mount Zhongnan and could already see the Zhongnan Stone Tablet. They also noticed the lingering scent of blood on the ground.

Wen Yan took out his phone and looked at the information on it. It was about the Taoist who had slit his own throat earlier that day.

He calmly gathered his energy, then took out the prepared food. He ate a bit, then fed some to Fourth Great-uncle Master and Seventh Great-Uncle Master, and had also prepared special cherry tomatoes for Eighth Uncle-Master Ancestor.

After eating, Wen Yan stood outside the boundary of the Zhongnan Stone Tablet. He then unleashed his Explosive Great Sun technique, a violent burst of energy erupting as he performed Soul Summoning.

The illusory image of a nine-layered altar appeared beneath his feet, and the phantom of the Soul Summoning Banner swayed gently behind him.

Wen Yan gave a low shout. ”Ma Mingzi!”

The huge commotion soon attracted the attention of those on the mountain, and lights began to appear there. Some people were also rapidly approaching this place.

Wen Yan paid them no mind. Standing on the altar, his gaze followed its luminous path, swiftly moving until it fixed upon a pottery jar.