I Am Your Natural Enemy

Ma Mingzi sneered.

”The Scorching Sun Department wouldn’t dare. Taiyi Observatory is one of the sects that can independently impart the talisman. The Scorching Sun Department doesn’t have that authority.”

”They didn’t before, but you crossed the line.

Of course, crossing the line isn’t a big deal, as long as you don’t get caught.

You just happened to get caught, so now you have to stand at attention and get beaten.

If you don’t stand at attention, then just wait for a good beating.

Don’t worry about not having enough justification—today I gave you another one.

Don’t tell me this has nothing to do with you; whether I believe it or not doesn’t matter.

What matters is whether the Scorching Sun Department believes it, and whether the Old Celestial Master believes it.”

”I really regret not killing you the moment I found out you are the current successor of Scorching Sun!” Ma Mingzi gritted his teeth, his whole body boiling with resentment.

”Just because I hold Scorching Sun?”

Ma Mingzi was slightly taken aback, glanced at the others from Fuyu Mountain, and suddenly burst out laughing.

”It’s ridiculous, so ridiculous—Cai Qidong is truly Cai Heizi.

He actually told you nothing—you know nothing at all.

The people from Fuyu Mountain are just as ridiculous. I’m afraid they also never told you how the Thirteenth Ancestor of Fuyu actually died back then.”

Wen Yan glanced at his Fourth Great-uncle Master and the others; none of them spoke.

”Sacred Fire Sect?”

”What the hell is the Sacred Fire Sect? Were they even qualified to kill the Thirteenth Ancestor of Fuyu back then?

Even if they disliked him, the Thirteenth Ancestor was one of the most powerful figures under the heavens.

He went everywhere alone, without the Great Zombie, battling the great mountains and rivers across the world.

What is the Sacred Fire Sect? Where did they have that kind of power?

The one who killed him was the overwhelmingly dominant aristocratic family clans of that time.

The ones who killed him were the Three Mountains and Five Ridges.

He fought against the world alone—for him not to die, who else would?

You think you’re the first to master Scorching Sun after him?

Wrong, you’re the fifth in a thousand years.

The previous four all died without a sound.

You’re just the first since the Spiritual Qi Resurgence.

You just caught a good era, otherwise you’d have died long ago too.”

”So, from the very beginning, the plan was to kill both me and Minister Cai?” Wen Yan finally understood now. It wasn’t about killing Cai Heizi and taking him out as a bonus—instead, from the start, they’d planned to butcher both of them together.

”Then your so-called grand direction struggle—killing Minister Cai for that—what does it have to do with me?”

Ma Mingzi saw that Wen Yan really seemed clueless and laughed even more wildly, as if he’d finally found a chance to strike back. He fixed his gaze on Wen Yan.

”You are that grand direction!”

Wen Yan’s face froze, his mind buzzing.

”Seems like you really don’t know. They’ve all wanted to protect you, always helping you hide the truth.

Unfortunately, in this age, everything will be exposed sooner or later.

Your mastery of Scorching Sun will eventually be known to some.

You are in control of Scorching Sun; you represent a grand direction.

The direction proposed by the Thirteenth Ancestor of Fuyu back then.

He wanted to incorporate Scorching Sun into the Celestial Court, so that everyone who held the talismans of this path could use Scorching Sun.

Unfortunately, he failed to accomplish it, and provoked fierce opposition from the aristocratic family clans and other sects.

He wandered the land, trying to persuade others—when that failed, he resorted to fighting to convince them.

Sadly, he was too soft-hearted, forgetting that humans always remember benefits, not the pain.

If you don’t overturn an era and crush all who stand in your way, it’s worthless.

Later, someone did learn that lesson and broke the spine of the aristocratic families.

But it was all too late; there would never again be such a brilliant talent in control of Scorching Sun.

Fuyu Mountain, to protect you, even let you use the Old Celestial Master’s power to take the Dao.

That way, if you were still unable to enter the Dao, it would prove you had only martial talent, and were forever barred from the path.

That would divert away the gazes that were watching you.

But your progress was too rapid. Not only did you master Scorching Sun, you also have other methods.

You even fell into the Netherworld and came out alive.

The times are changing too quickly now.

I’m not the only one afraid—ask around, among the Three Mountains and Five Ridges, aside from Fuyu Mountain, who isn’t?

Your very existence could overturn the foundations of millennia-old systems.

Your existence represents a grand direction.

This isn’t personal resentment—it’s the most fundamental slaughter and competition.

Even if we fail, if one day we see our ancestors, it’ll only be that our abilities fell short, that we underestimated your power, underestimated Cai Qidong’s power.

It’s not that we shouldn’t have done this!”

Ma Mingzi was already dead, and now as resentment surged and battered his spiritual intelligence, he cared for nothing else—he just wanted to flip the table.

Even in death, he wanted to plant an irreconcilable grudge between Wen Yan and the rest of the Three Mountains and Five Ridges.

Some things are like this—when left unsaid, everyone tacitly agrees, and there’s still room for maneuver.

Once you lay it all out, everything’s on the table.

The nature of things immediately and utterly changes.

Wen Yan now more or less understood why Cai Heizi wouldn’t speak plainly, and why Fuyu Mountain had no detailed records of the Thirteenth Ancestor.

He had always wondered why the Thirteenth Ancestor, the strongest patriarch in Fuyu Mountain’s history, died so young—was the Sacred Fire Sect so powerful back then?

Now he understood—he simply offended too many people and touched upon others’ core interests.

As for Scorching Sun, Wen Yan had heard just a bit in the very beginning.

It was said that back then, the Thirteenth Ancestor intended to include Scorching Sun within the Celestial Court, but failed and died young.

Wen Yan truly didn’t expect that the root of all these contradictions was this.

Back then, all he considered was, if others could use Scorching Sun, even just the most basic abilities, it could help the whole sect ascend together.

Since Wen Yan controlled Scorching Sun himself, he knew best—with Scorching Sun combined with Scorching Sun Fist, and Krypton Gold cultivation, his advancement was lightning fast.

And this was when he could only do martial training.

All he saw were the benefits, but during the Thirteenth Ancestor’s era, the aristocratic families and other sects only saw overwhelming danger.

Now, in this era, people like Ma Mingzi saw the same enormous threat.

In their eyes, Wen Yan might just be the disaster that upends the millennia-old Celestial Court system.

To them, this was even graver than the survival of a sect or mountain.