I Am Your Natural Enemy

The General Director didn’t give Wen Yan much advice. He wasn’t present; the information he received was secondary and delayed. The real feelings certainly couldn’t compare to Wen Yan as a front-line member. He simply said.

"When the Old Celestial Master’s Magic Sword is delivered, you’ll receive a notification on your phone. Just pay attention to receive it.

To have achieved this much now is already enough.

In any situation, retreat immediately; don’t force it.

There are eight locations in Nanyang where someone can respond to you.

You can check your phone, load it first in case there’s no signal."

After hanging up the phone, the General Director looked at the latest news.

On the east and south of the Nanyang Union, fleets from other areas are already approaching.

While on the other hemisphere, it’s daytime, and over there they are already starting to declare the ownership of the Dahlia.

The Church of Europa, as well as other forces, also want to seize the opportunity to enter the Nanyang Union.

However, Divine Land hasn’t said anything yet, but an esteemed senior from the Nanyang Union itself stood up, and righteously refused the so-called aid from Europa.

And as of ten seconds ago, the latest news was that one of the smaller members of the Nanyang Union, one of the top ten leaders announced as on vacation on a certain island, has suddenly passed away.

The hospital claims it’s a sudden death; the specifics aren’t officially announced, but those who understand know what’s going on.

"Sending Wen Yan to such a cesspit is really unfair to Wen Yan." The Wudang Sect Leader spoke unceremoniously, but at this moment, everyone gathered for a small meeting, and nobody said the Wudang Sect Leader’s words were too coarse.

Everyone only felt that the cesspit description was indeed very fitting.

No matter what the outcome of this matter, it will cause serious and lasting impact on a person’s mind and body.

Luckily, Wen Yan practices martial arts. If it were a young cultivator, their Taoist heart might have to be reshaped first.

If he can’t release this fire properly, all related things will end up suffering for sixty years.

When a Taoist Master gets stubborn, no one can persuade him.

After the little meeting continued for a while, they each retreated and started doing other things.

Fuyu Mountain’s representative was the first to leave; Grand Uncle Master thought given the current situation, along with Wen Yan’s previous words, regardless of what others do, they must act.

Grand Uncle Master instructed Fourth Great-uncle Master to call the Little Zombie.

The call went through, Sparrow Cat answered.

"Oh, Fourth Great-uncle Master, what instructions do you have? Looking for Little Firecracker? She’s watching TV. Hold on; I’ll go get her."

"No need to deliberately call her; just open a window for us."

"Alright."

In the largest square on Fuyu Mountain, banners, Dharma altar, ritual flags, tablets, and so on were all set up.

Grand Uncle Master had changed out of the plain Taoist robe he usually wore and into a rather gorgeous red Taoist robe.

Grand Uncle Master stood solemnly in front of the Dharma altar, thousands of kilometers away and across borders; he certainly couldn’t perform rituals across such a distance.

But just in case, he had to guard against whether someone in Divine Land had any ideas.

The major policy direction was starting to shift, and what had been suppressed was about to start being systematically implemented.

The rich historical experiences and lessons were telling them that these kinds of changes, especially major transformations, are destined not to satisfy everyone.

Those who aren’t satisfied generally won’t just voice their complaints.

Meanwhile, Gan Tang stepped out of the Zombie Cave and arrived at Virtue City through the window opened by the Little Zombie.

If necessary, Fuyu Mountain would use a sledgehammer to crack a nut, a lion fighting a rabbit would use all its strength; during the process, they wouldn’t interfere casually. Now this matter is Wen Yan practicing his Martial Path.

However, all this predicates on Wen Yan being alright; if there’s any unexpected situation, they will intervene immediately.

When Gan Tang appeared in Virtue City, not far from Wenyan Family, inside Wei’s Medical Hall, Wei Jing, lying on a deck chair with eyes closed, abruptly opened his eyes, slightly raised his head, and glanced in the direction of Wenyan Family.

Wei Jing’s eyes carried a trace of bewilderment, puzzled inside.

Wenyan Family is really a strange place, all sorts of odd things, and now there’s even a Flying Zombie.

But, Flying Zombie?

A Flying Zombie already?

Leftover from before? From Fuyu Mountain?

While pondering, Wei Jing let out a bitter smile; no need to guess, soon he’ll see it.

Just with that glance, despite the distance, he was still sensed by the other party.

He sat up and placed a box of cooled fried chicken from the table into the microwave to heat it up.

Before it was even thoroughly heated, a figure silently descended from the sky, landing at the entrance of Wei’s Medical Hall.

Gan Tang raised her head, looking at the signboard of Wei’s Medical Hall, very ordinary, so plain it resembled printed standard font, yet the "Wei" character reminded her of something.

At this moment, Wei Jing had already appeared behind the glass door, and opened it.

"Stop looking, come in first."

Gan Tang scrutinized Wei Jing, full of shock and uncertainty.

"Wei... Doctor Wei?"

"Come inside; if you were elsewhere, you would have been captured, triggering the Scorching Sun Department’s automatic system.

Luckily, here is different from other places, not many have the privilege to receive this notification."

Gan Tang entered Wei’s Medical Hall, full of shock.

Just then, the microwave beeped, indicating it’s heated.

Wei Jing took out the box of fried chicken and placed it on the table.