I Am Your Natural Enemy

Wen Yan stood on the Slaughtering Dragon Platform, long saber in hand. His body surged with Yang Energy, like a burning flame. Lightning coursed around the blade, carrying the momentum from slaying the Gluttonous Quintessence Incarnations. This made him appear even more terrifying than Pei Tugou, the vaguely humanoid figure watching from nearby.

King Guilong hid in the water, quietly sinking his body further down until even his eyes were submerged beneath the surface.

Having him witness the execution on the Beheading Dragon Platform was truly a bit too stimulating. Now, he was completely bewildered, understanding very little. He didn’t understand, wasn’t this the Beheading Dragon Platform? Why did it vanish into ash and smoke on the spot? Nor did he understand those individuals; they didn’t look like Dragonkin at all, and he hadn’t sensed any draconic aura from them. Even more so, he didn’t understand why Wen Yan had asked him to come. This was Wen Yan, after all; he trusted that Wen Yan definitely wouldn’t harm him. If he was hastily summoned here, it must be for some urgent matter. If it were someone else, who had specially moved the Beheading Dragon Platform to the West River and asked him to come, he would’ve long thought, ’If you want me dead, I’ll strike first and kill you instead.’ Now, seeing Wen Yan’s overwhelming killing intent on the Beheading Dragon Platform as he annihilated five Great Demons into ash, he was actually quite afraid. Ever since Wen Yan had forced his mouth open last time and stuffed a bunch of food inside, he occasionally felt a bit afraid of Wen Yan for some inexplicable reason. Of course, this was just an odd feeling that arose in him at times, and he didn’t actually think Wen Yan was trying to intimidate him right now. Possibly, most likely, maybe the matter was very simple: Wen Yan just needed to borrow his Reverse Scale for a moment. Those five individuals, being annihilated into ash on the Beheading Dragon Platform, likely had some connection to the Dragon Clan. His presence as a spectator, coupled with the saber being transformed from his Reverse Scale, probably signified that this was about the act itself, not specific individuals, and wasn’t targeting the Dragon Clan. And thus, the subsequent impact of this event would be minimized, ending it here. King Guilong thought it through and could only come up with this much. And the more he thought about it, the more he felt it must be so.

Wen Yan, with the saber in hand, stood still, looking at the newly appeared prompt.

”The myths of yore, the recorded legends, now have a new chapter added by you, in the name of a Martial Artist.

The vanished Slaughtering Dragon Platform reappears in the mortal world.

The Dragon Son Glutton, utterly annihilated.

The history written by the once man-eating Ferocious Beast comes to an abrupt halt.”

”Completely annihilating the Glutton entitles you to choose one of the following two titles:

One: Dragonkin’s Nemesis (Dragonkin: refers to all non-True Dragons, non-human Different Races possessing draconic lineage).

Two: Beast Nemesis (Ferocious Beast: refers to all beasts whose power is fundamentally rooted in ferocious and baleful energy).

Notice: You only have one chance to choose.”

Wen Yan was actually a bit surprised; this was the first time he encountered a choice between two titles. After careful consideration, the Glutton indeed qualified as both a Ferocious Beast and a Dragonkin. He looked at the two titles and, without much hesitation, directly chose Beast Nemesis. Based on this encounter with the Glutton, creatures classified as Ferocious Beasts would likely confront him more often. The probability of him killing them was likely also higher. As for Dragonkin, according to the description, the limitations were quite significant. ’Non-True Dragons’—he wasn’t sure what True Dragons were, but he guessed they were the few whose names were recorded in the annals of time. And this ’non-human Different Races’ restriction made Wen Yan ponder. Did this mean that some humans could be classified as Dragonkin? Seeing those restrictions, Wen Yan no longer wanted to choose Dragonkin’s Nemesis; currently, the only one he knew who could be considered a dragon was King Guilong. And King Guilong was now very peaceful. Furthermore, according to legend, King Guilong supposedly had four more siblings and a Dragon Mother. If he ever truly encountered Dragonkin in the future, this Dragonkin’s Nemesis title would likely be useless. Beast Nemesis seemed more appropriate.

After making his choice, he equipped the title.

”Beast Nemesis.”

”Wearing this title grants 100% suppression, 100% true damage, and 100% Ignore Immunity against all Ferocious Beasts.”

”Inherent base effect: Slash Slash Slash.

Originating from a human’s plain and unadorned saber technique, these are the saber marks engraved on the former Glutton.

Base damage: 63%. When wielding a weapon transformed from a Beast’s Mythical Core, its effectiveness can reach up to 1000%, depending on compatibility.

When the weapon is a saber, an additional 20%(x) damage effect is gained.”

”Wearing this title, there is a 21% chance to trigger the special effect ’Vanish into Ash’ against Ferocious Beasts.”

”Wearing this title, there is a 21% chance to strip away the Mythical Core of the Beast.”

Wen Yan reviewed the description, which was significantly more detailed than those of his previous titles. He figured it must be due to the Glutton’s rich history. Even this saber technique was a relic from when the Glutton had been slashed in the past. Such a method of passing down a legacy was indeed simple and unrefined, straightforward and blunt.

Wen Yan swung the long saber. He almost instinctively began adjusting the direction and angle of his slashes. All the muscles in his body began to coordinate, from his stance and power generation to how he channeled and integrated his strength.

As long as he held the saber, he would instinctively ensure his own vulnerabilities were always protected behind the blade’s edge.

After a brief moment of sensing it, Wen Yan immediately disregarded the practical applications of the saber technique and its flashy details.

The saber technique itself was no longer important. What mattered was the accompanying method of mobilizing and controlling power; it was clearly far more advanced than what he currently mastered. That sensation, akin to an enlightened saber heart—almost instinctual—was the greatest gain.

After briefly sensing it, Wen Yan set the matter aside for now; the current situation was unsuitable for a detailed study of this technique.