I Am Your Natural Enemy

At first, Wen Yan had planned to return the domain’s vessel, but the other party didn’t want the domain at all, only what originally belonged to them.

In the end, they gave him a domain vessel that looked like a black stone, plus a pile of disgusting Ghosts inside the domain.

Wen Yan felt uncomfortable, so he took the black stone to the Styx River and washed it. The ghosts inside were all rinsed into the Styx, and the domain vessel was transformed into white jade.

He had never used this thing—firstly, he felt that, for the most part, based purely on its abilities, it didn’t fit; secondly, it looked like a white jade tongue, and every time he saw it, he remembered its origins, so Wen Yan felt it was inappropriate to use it in certain places.

But this time, it was perfect for the job. He believed that even those children who were transcended back then would definitely agree that using this to deal with these white foxes was very fitting.

When he felt everything within him, from the domain to his heart, perfectly aligned—

He became extremely confident that here, with the turn-based rules of this place, the situation was an absolute home field to his advantage.

Within the White Fox Clan Territory, creating his own domain as his main stage would let him maximize his power.

As soon as Wen Yan appeared, he turned an elder Old Fox Demon—one who could make decisions in the White Fox Clan—directly to ashes, not even needing the cremation step.

A group of fox demons who had already begun to reveal their original beast forms couldn’t help but succumb to fear.

The rules were stated clearly—how to leave the domain—yet not a single fox demon dared step onto the stage.

The others who’d been dragged into the domain all had different expressions.

The Fourth Great-uncle Master thought this was good—at least Wen Yan didn’t hesitate, killing one right away to establish his authority.

Taoist Li Qi Xue from Wudang sighed inwardly. He still felt Wen Yan was too generous; even though he’d unleashed a domain and killed an elderly white fox on the spot—

But judging by the current state, it was clear he wasn’t planning to wipe out all these demons.

As an observer, he actually thought that, for a martial artist at the third stage to have such power, being a bit kind was better.

In his opinion, Wen Yan was sure to be the new flagbearer for Fuyu Mountain in the future, and being too sharp wasn’t good. The way things were now was just right.

As for Bian Baozheng Daoist of Qingcheng, he sighed to himself, so this is the legendary Scorching Sun...

Fortunately, this one was not as domineering as the legendary Thirteenth Ancestor of Fuyu, or else, even under the current system, Qingcheng would be utterly suppressed.

This is good—not too extreme is a blessing.

If it really came down to it, he’d represent Qingcheng and personally enter the fray to slay demons and exterminate evil.

Better not let Wen Yan do the extermination personally; once it starts, it’ll be hard to stop.

If everyone splits the work, then there won’t be any trouble.

Bian Baozheng Daoist himself didn’t mind—if he acted today, it’d just be to maintain justice.

He also thought these fox demons didn’t know what was good for them—just letting those involved take their own lives and not extending collective punishment.

Especially when they came here to talk, and these fox demons still dared to strike first. In these circumstances, his intervention was entirely reasonable.

But as things stood, it looked like he wouldn’t get a chance to act.

Wen Yan stood atop the stage, looking down at the fox demons below.

”There are about twenty-five minutes left. Who’s next? Hurry up; if no one comes, then we’ll just wait twenty-five minutes.”

The Great Fox’s expression was complicated. He opened his mouth but for a long while couldn’t come up with any defense.

Honestly, if someone came to their place trying to abduct their Little Fox, he wouldn’t believe any of their nonsense either.

He knew exactly what the clan had been up to recently, or rather, what they’d always wanted to do.

The clan leader and the elders had always wanted to restore the white fox’s former glory, always wanting a true Nine-Tailed White Fox to emerge in the clan.

Unfortunately, this goal had always seemed hopeless.

Just from the rumors, he knew those stories were probably true.

The prison break was for the Nine-Tails bloodline there.

The attack on the Qinling Mountains must have been for the newly-appeared gateway.

When the prison break failed, they settled for second best: searching for that Two-Tailed Red Fox.

But things had gotten more and more out of hand, more and more insane.

By now, it was beyond redemption—they had at last infuriated the people from the Three Mountains and Five Ridges.

How could they dare?

The Great Fox felt both angry and helpless.

He hadn’t taken the human form route, but was purely beast-shaped—a form devoted entirely to combat, a bit stronger than those who focused on transforming into human demon foxes.

But at this moment, he had absolutely no intention of fighting.

He knew that if he tried, he’d be dead for sure.

Fuyu Mountain had sent two elders, plus a Great Zombie, and with people from Wudang and Qingcheng, he had zero chance of winning.

What’s more, thinking back to Wen Yan’s earlier strike—within this domain saturated with overwhelming Yang Energy, he couldn’t withstand a single blow. Getting hit would mean certain death.

As this drifted through his mind, he finally saw another older fox demon step up. The fox swiped with a paw, but the opponent didn’t even unleash Yang Energy—just a layer of Gray Cloth on the skin, easily blocking the attack.

Then, the opponent didn’t even use the earlier move—just an ordinary strike with a mace, and the fox demon revealed his original form and dropped dead on the spot.

”Enough.” The Great Fox couldn’t help it any longer. If this kept up, everyone here would really be killed.

”If you want to punish the Wicked Leader, I can give you a list of them—and tell you where they are.”