I Am Your Natural Enemy

Chapter 475: Chapter 194: Stuck in Progress, My Yang Energy (5k)_3

There was a mission in Central Plains County before, it was pretty tricky, and just at that time, Qin Kun’s flight passed over the Central Plains County, so he stopped here for a bit.

Qin Kun only took half an hour to beat that Great Demon to death with his bare hands.

The scene wasn’t exactly pretty—logistics spent days in the mountains scraping up bodies before it was finally cleaned up.

But you can’t deny the efficiency, can’t deny the strength.

This junior with even better talent than Qin Kun, maybe isn’t quite as strong, but shouldn’t be far off, right?

A treasure like that—if they let him out, he can’t be some noob, can he?

”This... isn’t it too late?”

”You don’t know shit. He’s real tight with Lord Zhu from Guanzhong Commandery. Now he doesn’t even fly; he just borrows Lord Zhu’s coachman—should be even faster than your field agents in Central Plains County.”

”This... Thanks, Cai. I’ll dig up a vat of good booze for you later. But, if there’s a Domain there—”

”Why do you always make things so complicated? Just cooperate and you’re golden!”

Cai Qidong hung up with a slap, instantly in a great mood.

Hearing a few more ”Brother Cai”, that could keep him happy for at least three days.

Cai Heizi kept an eye on Central Plains County’s situation. The second the alarm went off there, he got a push notification. With his clearance, a few seconds was all he needed to figure out what was going on.

He called Wen Yan. Couldn’t get through, no signal. So he sent a location, left a message that some Ghost was making trouble, and asked him to lend a hand if he could.

...

Inside the Domain, the Red Skirt Ghost’s body started losing control.

At the last second, he tried to shove Chen Qimo out, but it was too late.

His body, out of his control, walked one step at a time toward the stage, step by step right up to the Big Head Ghost.

The Big Head Ghost opened its mouth, bigger and bigger, then bit off the Red Skirt Ghost’s left arm with one snap.

Only then did the Red Skirt Ghost realize his body was starting to come back under his control. Face dark, he didn’t rush to do anything, but instead asked a question.

”Let her go.”

The Big Head Ghost shook its head.

”Not enough. Everything you have isn’t enough to pay the price.”

With that, the Big Head Ghost opened its mouth again, and bit off the Red Skirt Ghost’s left shoulder in one go.

This time, the Red Skirt Ghost didn’t speak. He started to get the hang of this.

Clenching his teeth, he stood in front of the Big Head Ghost, motionless and silent, just deadlocked like that.

The Big Head Ghost’s eyes were gloomy, but did nothing either.

He’d already collected the price. Now, if the other side said nothing, asked nothing, he couldn’t do anything more.

The Red Skirt Ghost was making it pretty clear—if I die, I’m dragging you with me. Drag it out, stall for time till dawn, till the Scorching Sun Department shows up. But now, all he could do was wait it out.

Unless he agreed to the Red Skirt Ghost’s term.

If he didn’t, progress would be stuck, blocked by the Red Skirt Ghost right here.

There was no way he could do anything to the girl in the back, either.

...

Wen Yan followed the Grave Walker out of the Desolate Tomb. As soon as he came out, his phone rang.

He pulled it out and saw Cai Qidong’s message and a pinned location.

He opened it, and his expression shifted just a bit.

He obviously knew exactly where this was—he’d looked up the place before coming. This was his destination.

No wonder Grandma had sent him a dream. Things must have gotten into deep shit by now.

He opened up the map and checked where he was—it wasn’t far at all.

”Feng Wei, emergency, I’m heading off first.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Wen Yan dashed into the city.

Sprinting, he sent Cai Qidong a live location at the same time.

Three minutes later, the roar of an engine—the next moment, a car screeched to a stop in front of him.

”Wen Yan, right? I’m sent by Minister Li. There’s an intel tablet in the passenger seat.”

The engine roared again—the car tore down the street, flying through red lights.

Wen Yan’s face was dark. Right now he really wanted to know, which Ghost had the balls to go this wild.

He looked at the intel and the blurry photos on it.

He flipped through the report fast, got the gist of what went down, and halfway to the site, suddenly yelled—

”Stop.”

The car had just stopped when Wen Yan burst from the passenger seat. He rushed to the curb, stretched out his hand toward the cracks in the concrete covers beside the road.

The Yang Energy in his body exploded in an instant, like flames bursting up, surging through the gaps and pouring underground.

A second later, one of the concrete covers lifted up, and a Green-faced Evil Spirit, covered in scorch marks, sharp-fanged and ugly, shot up from below.

The Evil Ghost burst out, never looked back, and turned to bolt headlong into the distance.

Wen Yan sneered and shouted after the ghost’s retreating back—

”I’m Your Dad!”

The Evil Ghost’s pitch-black eyes suddenly looked like a streak of Spiritual Light shot through them. He spun around instantly, face twisted up with rage and terror, and rushed straight at Wen Yan.

But the second he came within ten meters of Wen Yan, the scorch marks on his body started spreading, like he was about to go up in flames.

By the time he closed to five meters, with a sudden whoosh, his body caught fire; he collapsed forward onto the ground, wailing in agony.

Wen Yan stepped up to the Evil Ghost, a cold light flickering in his eyes.

”You’ve got my Yang Energy on you.”

He’d felt the familiar Yang Energy as he passed by just now.

Thanks to Grandma, he instantly recognized it this time—the Yang Energy on that Evil Ghost came from him.

The Yang Energy he’d blessed the young girl with.

Which meant, this Evil Ghost had definitely gotten close to the girl.

The Evil Ghost, burning and howling on the ground, just wouldn’t die, not for a long while.

Now, he knew exactly whose Yang Energy was on that girl.

All the guy had to do was let his Yang Energy out—just standing next to him would be enough to light him up.

And then there was that weird and sinister ability. He wanted to run, but his body, his heart, both wanted to charge over and kill this man.

”That Big Head freak, what is it?”

Wen Yan drew his Chunjun Mace from his waist, surged it with Yang Energy, and leveled it at the Green-faced Evil Spirit.

The Green-faced Evil Spirit, writhing in burning agony, forced a twisted grin.

”You’re too late. Too fucking late. Even if you kill me, I won’t tell you shit.”

”Then go to hell.”

Wen Yan gripped his Chunjun Mace, brought it down without hesitation, smashing the Evil Ghost’s skull to pieces on the spot.

Roaring Yang Energy burned into flames, swept up the Evil Ghost’s broken body, spun into a flaming tornado, howled skyward, carrying the shards of the ghost’s body into the heavens, burning him to oblivion.