I Am Your Natural Enemy

This time, the pawnbroker knew just up to this point. Before meeting Wen Yan, he didn’t really regard Wen Yan.

As for those higher up, those who knew the most, what they knew was just about Wen Yan being at the contemporary Scorching Sun level.

And the General Director knew the most, yet he would ignore some matters, such as where those vanished lost souls went, and how Wen Yan dealt with those lost souls, etc.

The things of reference value, Wen Yan had already mentioned, or those recorded videos contained even larger information.

Wen Yan felt speechless; he truly couldn’t run halfway, at least he should lead the Dahlia to the area near the land in the Southern Sea, right?

Moreover, the General Director said ever since the pawnbroker was gone, many previously caught Ghost Wealth Gods had also gone, only a few remained, like Zhou Xiaorong who was always preoccupied with gathering paper money for worship, and kept thinking of getting a body.

And this confirmed to the Scorching Sun Department, the Ghost Wealth God didn’t seem to be entirely dependent on the pawnshop.

Had it been like The Rich, who was completely dependent, from existence to power, all being so, Zhou Xiaorong should have disappeared too.

Recalling that grand hall, The Rich or the pawnbroker might have had different ideas before, wanting to attempt something else, but ultimately didn’t succeed.

Their infiltration into the Divine Land, the core purpose might not really be to trap people.

It’s just that they took shortcuts via the evil path, got used to it, formed path dependence, and couldn’t take other paths anymore.

Wen Yan thought, Ren Yubao, whose eight characters were changed, should still be squatting down there, hopefully not unable to return.

If indeed unable to return, Wen Yan would have to make a special trip to the Netherworld to bring him back.

Wen Yan made a phone call, asked Zhou Xiaorong if he could still go down there, Zhou Xiaorong said no problem, so Wen Yan told him the code words, asked him to inform Ren Yubao that he could come back.

By this time, Zhou Xiaorong only then knew that the Ghost of Wealth with an Offensive Smell always squatting there was actually an undercover agent.

He suddenly realized, no wonder that guy, in an extremely abstract way, set up a whole bunch of Ghost Wealth Gods.

Wen Yan didn’t explain either, that the Ghost of Wealth with an Offensive Smell who set up a whole bunch of Ghost Wealth Gods actually had nothing to do with the undercover Ren Yubao, Ren Yubao was the last to go.

After not waiting too long, Wen Yan received a message, everyone was back.

Yet in the Netherworld, the grand hall square remained, only the thing that was originally in the center of the hall, which could be exchanged for things, was gone, everything else was still intact.

This further confirmed to Wen Yan, that the pawnbroker or The Rich indeed originally had other ideas, maybe wanting to leverage the pawnshop to take another path or do something else.

These things cannot be confirmed now, as everyone is gone, can only see later if other clues can be found, or if they themselves have recorded things.

Among the documents in the Gold Ring, Wen Yan briefly glanced at them, they were all property deeds, asset-related documents, and each document had a gold seal, as if it was gold foil.

Wen Yan wasn’t sure whether it was because of gold foil that they could be put into the Gold Ring or because the assets represented by these documents could be equivalent to money, might try later.

He borrowed the Nether Path to bring Ren Yubao back, and invited his master for a trip to take him away.

Wen Yan was still at the stage in Nanyang, it was inconvenient for him to leave home and run all over the city.

After sending Ren Yubao away, Wen Yan couldn’t sleep, so he went down the Nether Path again, walked from the crossroads toward the dead-end, entered the Black River with closed eyes, arrived at that wildland again.

He said he would transcend those lost souls, then he definitely would do it, he sat on the ground, reciting scriptures, began the transcendence.

Time ticked away, invisible ripples expanded from Wen Yan, those lost souls pushed out the young ones first or those with many holes on them, or those who lost consciousness, letting them go first.

A halo bloomed from Wen Yan, spread towards the surroundings, those lost souls stepping into the halo, even if they lost consciousness, at this moment, they all seemed to have found themselves, their eyes returned from bewilderment to divine light, they saluted Wen Yan, gradually dissipated in the halo.

Time ticked away, one lost soul after another was transcended orderly.

For consecutive days, Wen Yan came down for a few hours daily, followed standard procedures.

After a few days, when the time was about right, Wen Yan moved away from this wildland, again stepping onto the lonely, end-to-end earthen road in the wildland.

He kept walking along the earthen road, and as he walked, he emerged from a crossroads in Nanyang.

This is the island where the Dahlia was docked, now here is in chaos, Wen Yan glanced, the road was worse than before, traces on the ground showed a large number of heavy vehicles drove through in a short period.

Later, there will be at least a few months to half a year of chaos here.

Wen Yan took advantage of the night, silently left, and returned to the Dahlia from the water bottom.

The Water Ghost was still here, there was still the flag of fighting injustice hanging on the bow, Nanyang Union was absolutely not getting close to the Dahlia, they were already too overwhelmed.

A large number of corpses and bones were discovered at the locations visited by those lost souls, with this level of organizational ability, thinking of secrecy is just dreaming, photos leaked several times over these days, not including those reporters who got close using various means.