I Am Your Natural Enemy

Wen Yan sent the Fourth Great-uncle Master back, and continued studying the books Fourth Great-uncle Master had given him.

The contents recorded inside were copious, and through learning the Four Seas Calming Waves Seal, he had already grasped the knack.

It was best to study the hand seals while cultivating, and weed out any that might have a bad influence. Next time, he could instinctively use the correct seal.

The things in this book included teachings on hand seals, classics, cultivation, conduct, rules, and even physical exercises. The content was very detailed.

To the uninitiated, it really would seem like all this was what one had to learn as a beginner.

Of all this, the sections truly teaching people how to obtain power actually looked minimal at first glance; most of it first taught conduct and rules.

Since Wen Yan began cultivating, he’d met many bigwigs. But only now, reading a few introductory classics seriously for the first time, did a feeling rise in his heart.

These introductory classics really were all about teaching cultivation—the whole text was.

Establishing rules, teaching conduct—it made him reflect on all the mistakes he’d painstakingly weeded out. Looking at it now, he could sense that all this was there to help people avoid errors in advance.

And those classic sections—first he read the translations, then the original text, and he suspected what looked superficially like motivational soup actually had a deeper meaning, cultivating a sense of ”language intuition.”

One might not know exactly what’s wrong, but inside, you’d get a sense, a feel for what flows smoothly.

Now, looking again at these things seemingly unrelated to gaining power, he started to feel an enlightenment.

He might not be able to understand the classics in one go, but having teetered between life and death so many times, he could perceive things new disciples couldn’t.

He even had a realization: had he studied these classics properly and grasped this layer earlier…

Then, when attempting cultivation by trial and error, some mistakes at least, he’d have felt were wrong before even trying them.

Wen Yan couldn’t quite explain why—maybe it was that sense of harmony and naturalness Fourth Great-uncle Master spoke of.

In that case, there really was tremendous value in that ineffable ”realm” of Taoist cultivation.

Thinking about it, if Old Celestial Master were to cultivate this, he surely wouldn’t just stumble blindly ahead like Wen Yan, right?

As expected, more reading or more traveling in life… it always helps.

Wen Yan started to feel that being locked in the Netherworld for over a month, forced to spend his time reading just to pass the days, actually had its upsides—and finally, some positive feedback.

He was beginning to experience the joy of reading more books.

After reviewing some of the content, he found that most hand print techniques required both hands; single-handed ones were very few. Restricting it further to right hand only—cut those in half again.

When the Natural Enemy Profession generated a corresponding Temporary Ability, it really was built completely on top of his current abilities—this time, it was especially obvious.

What he could use, and what was suitable, really was just that one Wave Calming Seal.

He cultivated through the night, and the sky gradually brightened.

Wen Yan kept an eye on the Central Plains Scorching Sun Department’s moves—saw that their efficiency was high. Before dawn, Li Ming’s body was discovered and taken away.

The preliminary autopsy report was already in. It showed massive traumatic and hemorrhagic shock death consistent with a high fall injury.

By the standard procedure, the corpse had been sealed up. To be safe, the standard process would also include a trip to the Luxury Furnace.

As for why Li Ming had gone to that place in the middle of the night—the records said Li Ming had always been following this incident. Last night he must’ve discovered something, so hurried over alone.

Since a Fierce Ghost had killed a Scorching Sun Department member, that ghost was definitely done for.

The Central Plains Scorching Sun Department had already followed procedure, raised that Fierce Ghost’s priority, and according to case sorting, since this one required combat and involved Ghosts, it was almost certain to be an on-the-spot elimination—it had, as expected, been assigned to Niu Zhiqiang.

Tonight, Niu Zhiqiang would take action; everything was proceeding as expected.

Wen Yan wasn’t surprised. If he could predict this, then surely Li Ming—a local member of the Central Plains Scorching Sun Department—knew it too.

The Scorching Sun Department, most of the time, acted with plans and contingencies. Flexible handling within limits was normal, but being able to, like Wen Yan, change course repeatedly in a single day as an individual—that was impossible.

Wen Yan mused that if he wanted to solve the second playthrough player, it’d be pretty simple.

Especially now that this guy had lost his head and opened a second playthrough on a Fierce Ghost—so much the easier.

Even Wen Yan’s level was far higher than his; after killing him, he’d be truly dead, no more restarts.

With a turn of thought, Wen Yan realized—if Qin Kun was around, killing a Fierce Ghost would truly be no difficulty.

People like that, when their info wasn’t exposed, really were hard to deal with, almost impossible to kill.

But if their information was exposed, it was tantamount to being already dead.

Now, the only question was how to smoothly intervene in this matter on short notice, without arousing suspicion.

He definitely couldn’t go himself.

As long as he showed up nearby, if Little Mustache found out, Little Mustache would immediately restart the ”save.”

At that moment, the Black Box pushed a message to Wen Yan.

Per Wen Yan’s prior setup, it was keeping tabs on Luo Liang at all times.

Wen Yan opened it. It was a short piece of surveillance footage—this morning, Luo Liang’s lawyer came to see him, then the guy slipped on flat ground, bashed his head on a fixed table, and broke his neck right there.