I Am Your Natural Enemy

The Grand Uncle Master has already sent someone to find a designer and draw up the design plans.

Afterward, suitable places on that mountain will have some houses built.

Everything that should be there will be.”

”Wait, Fourth Great-uncle Master, why are houses suddenly being built? Isn’t this too extravagant?”

”If you’re unhappy about it, go and talk to your Grand Uncle Master.”

Wen Yan glanced into the distance, the Grand Uncle Master was beaming with joy, seeming to be in a very good mood. He could vaguely hear, amidst the Grand Uncle Master’s spirited chatter, snippets that suggested he was discussing house construction with someone.

Wen Yan was left speechless, how was he supposed to approach this?

Throwing cold water on someone during their happiest moment is completely without tact, even he wouldn’t do something like that.

”Your Grand Uncle Master is getting old, and there aren’t many things that bring him happiness anymore.” The Fourth Great-uncle Master sighed deeply, whispering softly.

”...”

Wen Yan had nothing to say.

Even though he didn’t understand what was happening, he could vaguely guess that what the Grand Uncle Master understood and what he understood were not the same thing.

He had never seen the Grand Uncle Master so happy before.

It felt like, when he first appeared as the Scorching Sun, the Grand Uncle Master wasn’t this joyful.

He didn’t dare to go up and be a nuisance, hastily carrying his book and escaping.

Returning home, Wen Yan took out the book specifically pointed out by the Fourth Great-uncle Master called ”Common Knowledge” and began to read it carefully.

Upon reading about a ”common knowledge” called division of the mountain, Wen Yan understood why the Grand Uncle Master was so happy, even wanting the Mountain Sect to fund the construction of houses.

”What kind of common knowledge is this?!”

Wen Yan looked astonished, he had wandered around Fuyu Mountain many times and never saw anyone living on other mountain peaks.

Let alone living there, on other peaks, having a pavilion would already be considered a large construction.

Even among the regular disciples of Fuyu Mountain, his peers, and those he had to call uncle and grand uncle Taoists, not many knew of this so-called common knowledge.

This book clearly recorded that Fuyu Mountain hadn’t divided its mountain in over three hundred years.

The last branch to divide the mountain met its end violently when they went downhill.

And now what’s left of Fuyu Mountain is just the last branch carrying the legacy as a seed of tradition.

According to the recorded data, Fuyu Mountain is more secular and closely linked with mundane affairs. Many from Fuyu Mountain went downhill, and during the most critical times, their current mountain was almost lost.

Compared to other mountain sects within the Three Mountains and Five Ridges, their connection with the secular world maintained a distance, unlike Fuyu Mountain being so close.

Seeing this, Wen Yan let out a long sigh, and even more dared not tell the Grand Uncle Master, oh well, actually I’m illiterate, I don’t understand this, you’re happy for no reason.

Forget it, as long as the elderly are happy, it’s just in name after all.

He took out his phone, checked the balance in the account. He initially thought that a few millions in cash would suffice for him for a long time, considering this month’s bonus, almost ten million in cash.

At his expense rate of a few thousand a month, it would last him over a hundred years.

Thinking it over, he took out his phone, asked the black box to find Fuyu Mountain’s account, directly transferred nine million, leaving himself a small amount.

Originally thinking it was the Mountain Sect wanting to build more structures, he realized unexpectedly that these houses were being built purely for him.

Fuyu Mountain’s financial situation had never been great, Wen Yan couldn’t bring himself to shamelessly take money from the Mountain Sect.

Given the environment there, construction difficulty would probably be significant, excavation alone might be overwhelming, nine million might not even be enough.

Putting down his phone, Wen Yan walked to the living room, picked up the Little Zombie, leaned on the sofa, petting the dog head of the Sparrow Cat.

”I’m out of money, it’s spent, you better not rashly decide to purchase a shop.”

”I have money saved!” Sparrow Cat glanced at Wen Yan, generously pushing its phone.

”No need, in a few days, I’ll raid an instance, earn some bonuses, I’m beginning to feel money won’t last.”

”???”

Ignoring the Sparrow Cat’s puzzled expression, Wen Yan went to the kitchen to cook for the family.

The Mountain Nemesis was in hand, even stronger than typically acquired.

Just as his bonus was nearly spent, he urgently needed to farm gold coins.

Without hesitation, first go deal with the Mountain Ghost.

If this guy made it past the New Year, wouldn’t it mean he’s earned a free year’s worth?

If this guy earned a free year, it would end in a sorrowful event, Wen Yan would be displeased.

After resting at home for a day, Wen Yan contacted the General Director the next day.

Requested the Scorching Sun Department to cooperate, prepare some items, then he once again departed from the Nether Path, borrowing the path.

Passing the Skeleton Gate Porch beside the Nether Path, he emerged from the last exit position.

This time, having experience, Tong Si and Feng Wei were arranged to hide in the Jade Pendant, Wen Yan looked at the undulating ridges ahead.

With a single step forward, a 300% boost was triggered, his stride covered several tens of meters in distance.

He closed his eyes, merely following his heart’s direction, traversing up and down the mountains as if on flat ground, the speed was completely on another level compared to the last time.

When he reopened his eyes, he stood outside the village, seeing familiar slogans on the wall beside the road.

However, this time, the atmosphere of the place clearly felt different from last time.

He saw the villagers previously encountered, their faces dark, pale amidst the grey, shoulders carrying a small ghost.

In an instant, Wen Yan swiftly, like a night breeze, whisked by, the villager looked up, surveying the surroundings, seemed to have glimpsed some shadow but vanished swiftly.

Initially stepping out for the toilet, now hesitant, hurried back inside to lock the door tightly.

And the small ghost on his shoulders had already disappeared.

A few dozen meters away, Wen Yan single-handedly pinched a small ghost’s neck, it distorted like a balloon but could not escape regardless.

Its claws reached for Wen Yan’s arm but were decisively repelled by intense Yang Energy.

”I ask, you answer, get one word wrong, and you’ll be sent on your way to the West.”

”What do you think you are...”

Wen Yan glared at the small ghost, exerting force, with a squishing sound, crushed it. Yang Energy engulfed it, turning it to ashes effortlessly.

”Given a chance, you’re just useless.”

Raising his head, Wen Yan gazed into the village, a layer of Yin Qi blanketed the entire village, clearly, there was more than one small ghost here.