I Am Your Natural Enemy

”Grand Uncle Master, besides the mountain we’re standing on, which other mountain nearby belongs to our Fuyu Mountain?

It’s best if it’s just a barren mountain, with no real impact.”

”There are plenty of mountains here, what are you planning to do?” Grand Uncle Master smiled, thinking Wen Yan intended to choose a mountain.

In the context of the Three Mountains and Five Ridges, choosing a mountain actually has a different implication.

Some mountain sects are so populous that they sometimes need to divide their domain.

Selecting a separate mountain nearby implies creating an independent branch without relocating.

Similarly, doing so also means that disciples need to be recruited.

Although Grand Uncle Master felt Wen Yan was still young, considering his achievements and current strength, establishing his own sect and founding a new path felt somewhat presumptuous. However, within Fuyu Mountain, choosing a separate peak was indeed very appropriate.

Fourth Great-Uncle Master, standing by, also smiled upon hearing Wen Yan’s words.

Dividing a mountain meant that Wen Yan couldn’t possibly spend an entire year without staying at Fuyu Mountain.

Unfortunately, Wen Yan had no idea what the elders were thinking.

He had no clue what dividing mountains represented; it wasn’t considered common knowledge.

Because even in the Three Mountains and Five Ridges, dividing mountains rarely occurred even once in a decade.

Furthermore, there were already few people in Fuyu Mountain, so there was no need to divide; everyone lived together.

Wen Yan held the Black Mountain Stone Sculpture, smiling.

”After the purification and transcending, those Lost Souls left me something.

I think it’s better to leave it at Fuyu Mountain.

If I were to explore it alone, it would take forever.

Their gifts, if enjoyed alone, would go against the original intention.”

Seeing that the elders seemed to have not fully understood, Wen Yan continued.

”Well, once I’m done, you’ll all understand. I need a mountain to serve as a foundation to create a domain.”

Grand Uncle Master pointed to a small mountain to the side, pulling Wen Yan.

”Then there, it only has a pavilion, no path up the mountain, an undeveloped wild mountain, and it does indeed belong to Fuyu Mountain.”

”Alright, I’ll be right back.”

Holding the Black Mountain Stone Sculpture, Wen Yan strode forward, feeling as if a wave lifted him with each step.

He moved casually, appearing more than twenty meters away in an instant.

This extreme speed that didn’t seem fast created a strange feeling, one both contradictory and harmonious.

Even Wen Yan was startled; the effect of Shrinking Ground, under a 300% boost in the mountainous environment, was quite terrifying.

Even then, he hadn’t applied extra power and hadn’t consumed additional energy.

With a thought, Wen Yan imbued himself with some Yang Energy, but after a trial, the most effective was not the Yang Energy, but the power of his new path.

The power of Yang Energy blended with Vital Energy.

With one step, he covered almost thirty meters.

When he added the Heavenly Gang Eight Trigrams Steps, he covered over forty meters in one step, almost like he was teleporting.

However, he knew it wasn’t that he was fast; it was that the distance had become shorter for him.

Even when he descended the mountain at this terrifying speed, he didn’t feel out of control.

He walked down the steep mountain path with his body leaning forward, feeling like he was walking on flat ground.

No, it wasn’t just like; it truly felt like flat ground.

This seemed to be an unshown inherent effect.

In just a few steps, Wen Yan disappeared from sight, leaving everyone watching in amazement.

Seventh Great-Uncle Master couldn’t help but softly ask Fourth Great-Uncle Master.

”Did you notice anything? Has Wen Yan’s Martial Path reached such a realm? Moving at such a terrifying speed without making a sound or stirring the air, how does he do it?”

Fourth Great-Uncle Master glanced calmly at Seventh Great-Uncle Master.

”I’m not a Martial Artist, how would I know?!”

”...” Seventh Great-Uncle Master opened his mouth but swallowed his words when he saw Grand Uncle Master and Third Great-Uncle Master looking his way.

He truly didn’t understand, which is why he asked!

He was only a Taoist, and had never seen such a Martial Artist at his age, what was wrong with asking?

Meanwhile, Wen Yan’s steps were wild, like engaging in extreme sports, descending the slope, with the world seemingly assisting him, the mountain aiding his advance, making it all extraordinarily satisfying.

As he proceeded, a Flying Sword emerged beside him with a swoosh, matching his speed.

”Brother Jian, haven’t seen you in a while.”

The Flying Sword quivered slightly, emitting a sword hum, then zoomed past Wen Yan, disappearing ahead.

After flying a considerable distance, the sword looped back, continuing to revolve around Wen Yan, flying alongside him.

Stepping tens of meters at a time, moving through the mountains as if on flat ground, the Flying Sword circled him excitedly, as if meeting a kindred spirit.

Not long after, Wen Yan arrived at the base of his target mountain, took several steps forward, and placed the Black Mountain Stone Sculpture on the ground with both hands.

At his thought, the sculpture slowly sank into the earth and vanished.

In one step, he entered the domain, seeing a staircase extending from his front along the mountain.

Everywhere were wooden tablets hung with white banners among the woods.

Massive trees stood like umbrellas, covering the tablets below.

The domain quickly took shape, merging the mountainous sculpture with reality into one realm in an instant.

Wen Yan looked on with satisfaction, stepped out of the realm, and took a few steps outside.

Initially contemplating some restrictions, he decided against it.

Whoever comes is fated to be here.

He didn’t wish for the abundant skills to be buried here.

No matter the skill inside, all were useful at the very least.

Even if some disciples of Fuyu Mountain lacked talent in cultivation or martial arts, they might find other skills here, gaining a means to make a living afterwards.

Primarily, Wen Yan felt overwhelmed seeing the countless tablets.

If he were to try each one individually, the thought alone seemed daunting, so he decided against it; such a task required more people.

He would just enjoy the results alongside others in the future.