I Am Your Natural Enemy-Chapter 512 - 207 Qingcheng’s Past, You Aren’t Scared, Are You? (5k)

Chapter 512: Chapter 207 Qingcheng’s Past, You Aren’t Scared, Are You? (5k)

The two scenes seemed to freeze at that moment, and then, a subtle connection formed between them.

Wen Yan stood in the middle, as if peering into everything that once was.

Everything about them, through some sort of medium, had been exchanged.

At last, one of them didn’t have to toil anymore, had a wealthy wife, could live worry-free without ever working again, and simply lay back to enjoy life.

The other could leave his former environment behind, unknown to anyone, and live a fulfilling life by his own hands.

It seemed both sides were satisfied, everything appeared perfect.

They had altered their fates, and in an utterly thorough way.

So thorough that even their soul memories seemed to have been exchanged.

So thorough that even they had forgotten their fates had ever been changed.

And then, they fell back into situations exactly like before.

They were dissatisfied with their own lives, and for the lives they’d never experienced—like viewing flowers through mist, built wholly on fantasy—they saw them with an exquisite filter.

Wen Yan glanced at Nan Yuncai—this was the reason he kept going back to the Netherworld, even after altering his fate.

Even after fate had shifted for him, he still wanted to keep changing it, endlessly trying to live a life he never had.

Sadly, there could never be a life that would truly satisfy him.

There is no such thing in this world as a life that fulfills every wish, flawless and perfect—even if it exists, that so-called perfection itself might be a source of suffering.

Heh, fate alteration, so defiant of heaven, able to swap not only two souls but all their memories as well.

How could there be no price for it?

What a nice dream indeed. Such a price is nothing they could possibly bear.

Now Wen Yan finally recalled what that flash of inspiration was just now.

He looked down at the Calamity Protector Water Official Talisman on the back of his hand.

The Calamity Protector Water Official Talisman wasn’t blocking external misfortune, but rather guarding his own fortune, stopping anything that might be his luck from being drained away.

Nan Yuncai and Hao Mingyang, they weren’t merely jinxes—their entire fortunes had been sucked away.

Just as Lord Zhu suspected, to achieve all this, most likely a precondition was that they themselves agreed to it.

As long as they’d consented, what followed was out of their hands.

Just like Nan Yuncai now, firmly bound by the female ghost—no matter how he struggled, how frantically he thrashed, there wasn’t the slightest hope of escape.

This wasn’t a power disparity—it was because he himself had agreed, and now was bound by the rules.

He didn’t have the power to break the rules, and regretting now was useless.

Wen Yan dragged Hao Mingyang to a room next door—once neither ghost could see the other, things finally calmed down a bit.

Wen Yan questioned Hao Mingyang again. He remembered nothing of what happened in the Netherworld, had no memory of changing his fate. The sole thing he recalled was that he wasn’t Hao Mingyang, and nothing more.

Nan Yuncai was the same—he remembered nothing at all. Before dying, everything was normal; he was still thinking about tricking Lin Jue. But after death, memories of the Netherworld were gone; all he remembered was that he wasn’t Nan Yuncai.

Wen Yan placed Hao Mingyang back into the Xiao Yudiao, sealing it with talismans.

The investigation from the Scorching Sun Department turned up nothing. Hao Mingyang’s appearance in Virtue City was just a string of coincidences; no sign of human interference had been found yet. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Furthermore, Hao Mingyang had died too cleanly, and there wasn’t much he could remember.

Wen Yan focused his attention on Nan Yuncai, hoping to find a breakthrough point.

Unfortunately, there was nothing—Wen Yan wasn’t in a hurry. He decided to wait, and let Qing Xuzi come first.

Several hours later, Qing Xuzi arrived, entered the house, and, seeing the situation inside, was momentarily stunned.

He was considered well-traveled; the Qingcheng lineage had always dealt with ghosts, he himself was even a Ghost Doctor, yet this sort of situation was a first for him.

Wen Yan pulled Qing Xuzi aside and briefly described their current clues; Qing Xuzi listened, dumbfounded.

"Such things can happen? No wonder nothing I calculate makes sense—it’s all wrong from the root."

"Taoist priest, can you tell what’s going on?"

"I can see he’s finished. Even in death, there’s no separating him from his wife—their soul bodies are already completely fused. More severe than conjoined twins sharing a heart. Even death won’t separate them.

Don’t be fooled by how calm that woman seems; if you try to force them apart, she’ll only grow stronger. Give her enough time, she might even go up against the Old Celestial Master.

But if you don’t try to forcibly separate the two, even if you destroy their souls completely, she won’t react at all.

Her obsession runs too deep—it goes so far that even after death, she doesn’t realize she’s dead."

"There’s nothing to be done. Since she agreed, it’s not for us to interfere. We’d best turn our attention back to the jinxes."

"That’s an even trickier matter."

"How so?"

Qing Xuzi frowned, face full of worry, and didn’t speak for a long while.

"Taoist priest, is there something you can’t talk about?"

"It’s not easy to put into words."

At this point, Wen Yan picked up on it—there were things he wasn’t supposed to say.

He thought for a moment, and figured there were two possibilities: one, Fuyu Mountain shouldn’t know; or two, it implicated Qingcheng.

Wen Yan didn’t force him, answering straightforwardly.

"Taoist priest, you know, if this didn’t concern me, I wouldn’t bother asking.

If it’s not convenient to say, then I won’t ask further. Just resolve the matter as soon as possible."