I Am Your Natural Enemy

Chen Tao really didn’t want to eat Wen Yan’s promises.

But you see, these promises were big and round, fragrant and sweet.

If they succeeded, he could truly say that his lineage, declining for generations over hundreds of years, was finally beginning to revive.

His master, his grandmaster, his ancestors, many generations before, under the same conditions, might not have achieved what he had now.

He believed that as long as he succeeded, the master who raised him and guided him for many years could now rest in peace with a smile.

Chen Tao resisted the impulse to agree immediately, gritting his teeth and saying nothing.

First, he restored Ren Yubao to his original state, then explained clearly and thoroughly what needed to be done now.

He first asked for Ren Yubao’s opinion, just like Wen Yan had to have Ren Yubao present, to let him understand what needed to be done, and then see his opinion before deciding.

Chen Tao rambled on, not mentioning the significance of the matter, just telling Ren Yubao how to do it, what risks there might be, then asking for his opinion.

Ren Yubao only knew this matter was very important, so he agreed without hesitation.

Chen Tao said some preparations were needed, so Wen Yan personally drove to take him to get them.

A little over an hour later, they started the operation in the first layer of the underground structure.

The most crucial core information had long been given to Ren Yubao by the Ghost of Wealth with an Offensive Smell...

The stone talisman had to determine whose temple it belonged to by including unique and non-overlapping information inside it.

Because the Ghost Wealth God had neither a physical body nor, strictly speaking, a soul or lineage, its uniqueness could not be added to the stone talisman.

It could only be replaced with other information, resulting in the stone talisman’s effect being even more effective than just using a simple birth date, experiences, etc.

Wen Yan handed the twenty-eight-faced review stamp to Ren Yubao to assist in the transformation of identity.

Then he pulled Gauss to stand far away and quietly watched Chen Tao perform.

Chen Tao wrote down birthdates and other content on paper on a desk, pasting each completed entry onto an ordinary-looking prop.

Props ranged from grains and animals to command flags, a balance beam, bamboo ruler, and bronze bell.

They seemed like old objects, all of which would be used in the ritual.

It seemed like a setup for a ritual, but somewhat different from a Taoist’s ritual, which Wen Yan could not comprehend.

As Chen Tao finished preparing, holding two command flags and waving them, in front of two delineated formations, one placed the stone talisman, and in the other sat Ren Yubao.

Ren Yubao tightly gripped the review stamp, his aura beginning to change.

The light from one face of the review stamp shone, imprinting Ren Yubao’s current identity, while the other face glimmered slightly, beginning to transform, imprinting the stone talisman’s information, starting to bestow a new identity upon Ren Yubao.

Chen Tao’s expression was solemn, his spirit focused to the extreme.

To effect so many changes, even though Ren Yubao had a blank birth date, he was not entirely confident he could accomplish it.

But with the acid-free paper and color-changing ink ready, he, as a true painter of core techniques, could not refuse the task.

As time ticked by, although Ren Yubao maintained the appearance of Ghost, his looks and aura had already begun to resemble the Ghost of Wealth with an Offensive Smell.

Even though Chen Tao had never seen the Ghost of Wealth with an Offensive Smell, he could still manage it.

An hour later, Ren Yubao’s timid, gloomy demeanor dissipated, appearing almost identical to the Ghost of Wealth.

”We can start the next step now. Without a contract, a complete transformation is impossible.”

Wen Yan looked at Gauss, who was beside him, face full of amazement.

”Sir, have you ever considered becoming a devil after death? I can assure you if you’re willing, you could become a Demon King.”

”Oh, come on, what’s so good about becoming a Demon King? They have connections above.”

”...” Gauss sighed regretfully, genuinely feeling that if Chen Tao were willing, he could be a guide.

If Chen Tao wanted to be a devil, he would become a Demon King, detached from lowly interests.

With so many Demon Kings all fixated on souls, souls, and more souls, with no modern ideas, they might be swept into the trash heap of history.

Someone like him might indeed become the norm.

Even the thought of it was a bit thrilling.

But thinking of the last time the Old Celestial Master managed to suppress him without showing up, Gauss felt that Chen Tao’s path offered more potential.

Wen Yan took out a small lead box, extracting a paper talisman seal, removing the small jade cage inside, releasing the Ghost of Wealth with an Offensive Smell.

As soon as it emerged, it was thoroughly suppressed, unable to move.

The Ghost of Wealth with an Offensive Smell looked utterly baffled, not comprehending the situation, and then saw Ren Yubao, aside from still maintaining a Ghost’s body, now looking identical to him.

The Ghost of Wealth with an Offensive Smell felt a bone-chilling terror seep into his soul, continuously shocking his mind.

”What’s going on here?”

Wen Yan didn’t bother with him, considering him a rampantly harmful Gambler, leading people astray, an abomination taking advantage of families and not sparing even children.

Unaware was one thing, but knowing and seeing the case, he was determined to eliminate this creature.

If he didn’t kill this guy, eating a meat bun would feel like there’s a random leaf of fishy grass in it, not deadly, but certainly nauseating.