I Am Your Natural Enemy

Chapter 1002 - 364: The One That Got Away, Shopkeeper

Over the decades, many things have been unearthed. So-called recorded history often only begins from when there were written records, but many of the unearthed items far exceed the time before systematic historical records by many years.

Some things, even without explicit records, can still be passed down.

For example, in ancient times, whether or not shamans were respected by everyone, their status was certainly very high.

Even during the Dynasty Xia and Shang, when the king wanted to accomplish great things, it was necessary to seek out shamans for divination. Some important matters were even recorded in the most solemn way on bronze cauldrons.

The further back in time, the more important similar matters became.

Therefore, Wen Yan always found Huo Yong’s undisguised aversion and disdain for wizards a little strange.

With his ghostly appearance, how did the witch turn him into Huo Yong back then?

Wen Yan acquired the Temporary Ability from the Song of the Witch, and the information it contained was so complex that he still hadn’t finished reading it all.

Not only did it require preparing various items, half of which he didn’t even know what they were.

There also had to be a ritual, which included a Nuo Dance and songs resembling curse scriptures, making it very complicated.

Wen Yan didn’t know what kind of ritual was needed to transform into Huo Yong, but he thought it must be very complex and energy-consuming.

This wasn’t punishment, it was a reward that only true warriors could accept.

No matter how much Wen Yan didn’t understand the culture and customs of that time, he knew that back then, they certainly wouldn’t waste so many resources just to punish a warrior.

Some of the items needed in this process, Wen Yan didn’t know what they were, but from their names, he could tell they would be difficult to obtain.

For example, Kuiniu’s Foot.

Wen Yan didn’t think acquiring such a thing would be easy.

Wen Yan felt things were strange, but unfortunately, the hints couldn’t provide more specific information.

He had tried last time, but the hints couldn’t obtain every piece of information. For some critical information, unless the boss in charge of it nodded, he couldn’t find anything.

This time, there might be a few words still passed down, bits of threads that could be captured, but following them down would lead to danger.

Moreover, it seemed that the big boss holding this information had no intention of loosening control over it.

Forcibly digging would be almost like taunting them to their face and spitting in their face.

No matter how good their temper might be, they’d jump out to hammer him to death.

This matter wasn’t urgent for now, as it was confirmed that Huo Yong didn’t have a significant connection with that pawnshop. Huo Yong was more like using the pawnshop’s power for his own matters, so they could be considered two independent events.

Since Huo Yong had lost his power, it would be better to have a good talk with him later. The information he held was far more important than his life.

The Wudang Sect Leader understood that the so-called sealing, once partially undone, would eventually be completely undone. The only difference would be the length of time it takes.

It’s always right to prepare early.

The Wudang Sect Leader didn’t even ask about the sealing that imprisoned Huo Yong, leaving it to Wen Yan to handle.

They together cleaned up the battlefield again, and the Wudang Sect Leader even continued to perform rituals, sweeping back and forth three times. Only after confirming nothing was missed did he truly conclude the ritual.

Afterward, the Wudang Sect Leader seemed a bit regretful.

"It’s a pity that preparing a large altar takes too much time, it requires selecting a location, and it’s just too troublesome to prepare."

Wen Yan opened his mouth, initially wanting to ask if he couldn’t cast spells remotely.

After thinking it over, he closed his mouth again.

The Wudang Sect Leader glanced at Wen Yan, as if guessing Wen Yan’s thoughts, and laughed.

"Are you thinking about asking if remote spellcasting isn’t possible?

It’s not that it can’t be done, but there are many demons, and we’ve already gained a wealth of experience from killing them.

When casting spells remotely, they have some countermeasures, they can feign death and deceive the spellcaster.

Moreover, there were people who always cast spells remotely and never saw blood, never experienced the tests between life and death.

Even if everything seemed fine usually, when encountering a dire situation that required close-range spellcasting, they couldn’t perform at all.

So, the ancestor set the rule.

Unless the situation is dire, you can’t rely on remote spellcasting.

If demons can be beaten to death face to face, then you must watch them be beaten to death in person.

The standard to independently cast spells is to be able to keep a clear mind and cast spells methodically, even in the face of demons or other entities, with eyes closed.

Without actual combat assessments, lacking psychological strength, even if you can impart talismans, you are not allowed to cast independently.

Within the sect, some are needed to guard, some to teach future generations, and some to handle non-combat affairs.

But to go down the mountain and participate in actual combat, you must meet the requirements.

The ancestor once said that if one day descendants lose their fierce spirit in the face of demons and different races,

then this broken mountain sect might as well be wiped out, it might even spark the fierce spirit in others."

"The predecessor had a true nature..." Wen Yan quickly gave him a thumbs-up, knowing exactly who made such a bold statement, even without asking.

When The Last Dharma truly arrived, and martial artists began to rise, becoming the mainstream era, they still seemed like they lived in another version.

The tone set by Wudang in that era continues to this day, still valuing martial artists, representing both cultivation and martial training, grasping both firmly.