I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 807 The River Styx God, utterly useless.
As time passed, after Wenyan recited the sutra for the deceased once, it was clear that very few souls were being saved.

The souls that remain here are mostly burdened with various obsessions. Even though many of them have lost their consciousness over time, they still remember their last obsession.

Only a very small number of people are willing to be liberated, perhaps because what they sought has already been resolved gently over time, and their obsessions have largely dissipated, making them willing to be liberated.

The power of gentle words, from fiery power to the transformed soul power, all bloomed in the form of a blazing sun, ensuring that the souls of the dead here would not be accidentally annihilated.

After he finished chanting the scriptures and his power covered a great distance, he also noticed that the road to the underworld had forked.

This time, it was because of his dark and primitive identity that he was able to sense things that he couldn't see or feel before.

He sensed that some of the departed souls followed the fork in the road forward, arriving at the River Styx. As if out of control, they plunged into the River Styx.

The River Styx was the river he crossed when he returned from the underworld.

Based on Wen Yan's guess at the time, it was probably because this guy, who didn't belong to the Underworld at all, was too destructive to the Underworld, so they found that river for him and told him to get lost.

He could cross the river because he wouldn't drown, but for ordinary souls, that river was like an insurmountable, boundless world.

Now, sensing those lost souls falling into it, struggling and sinking within it, Wen Yan suddenly had several guesses in his mind, but he was not sure what they were.

He already knew that there were many forks in the road to the underworld.

Even at the main intersection, the road surface at this branch is just a small path. The dead-end road leading from the main intersection to the direction of the Great Wilderness is a bit wider, but it is still no match for the main road.

At this fork in the road, Wen Yan could clearly sense that the road surface was only slightly narrower than the main road, just like the main road to the underworld last year.

Therefore, this branch road should theoretically be of the same specifications as the main road.

Wen Yan sensed the situation in the River Styx and could feel the number of souls that had fallen into it. Not counting those that fell in this time, the number had already far exceeded the number he had seen the last time he went to the River Styx.

As I was feeling it, that sensation began to gradually weaken until I could no longer feel it.

Wen Yan opened his eyes, feeling somewhat wistful. He was just used to it; he figured he had nothing better to do, and since he was already here…

Unexpectedly, we discovered something new.

That branch road certainly wasn't created by him, and it certainly didn't appear today, but his actions today have certainly propelled the process forward.

Starting last year, he first performed a ritual to liberate the souls of those who had passed away at Black Stone Mountain. After that, he encountered a million more souls. He had really gotten used to performing this ritual every day after finishing his spiritual practice at home.

Could this have caused some trouble?
I'll come back tomorrow and see for myself.

However, upon seeing the River Styx, Wen Yan remembered something.

I had been thinking about asking Miss Qi to take over the position of the River Styx God.

Bingzu taught Wenyan a lesson this time: just take it first, and if you don't take it, someone else will. How to use it after you've taken it is a matter for later.

The Styx River God must not be handed over to outsiders.

Miss Qi is, after all, a legitimate water goddess who has weathered the test of time and stood the test of history.

The fact that Miss Qi survived even after the Ji River disappeared speaks volumes.

Furthermore, Miss Qi is truly a perfect match.

The true meaning of Jishui brings Wenyan special effects that are tripled when she is "underground".

This isn't urgent. I'll go talk to the Celestial Master later. I don't know if he's back yet.

I passed by the old Celestial Master's courtyard today, but I didn't see any trace of him.

When Wen Yan came out of Lao Zhao's basement again, he saw Lao Zhao coming down from the second floor. He was playing rock-paper-scissors with the five brothers to see who would get the chicken butt.

Chicken butts, if prepared properly, are a rather precious delicacy; there's only a small piece from a whole chicken.

Wen Yan stood to the side, watching Lao Zhao and the five brothers with a serious expression as if they were performing some kind of ceremony. After going back and forth a few times, Lao Zhao looked smug and was about to lean in for a big breath when he seemed to suddenly notice Wen Yan.

"Hey, Wenyan, when did you get here?" Old Zhao looked surprised, then glanced at the chicken butt, hesitated for a moment, and politely asked, "Do you want some chicken butt?"

"I'm not eating, you eat. Why did you come down from the second floor? Aren't you going to stay there and keep watching for thieves?"

Upon hearing this, Old Zhao's wide grin suddenly subsided, turning into a smile, and his somewhat unfocused gaze began to sharpen.

He chuckled and casually picked up the chicken's rear end and tossed it into his mouth.

"I don't need to squat anymore. My task is complete, and I don't need to do anything else."

I have to thank you for that; you prevented things from going in the direction either side had anticipated.

That's good, I have no regrets.

Wow, you know what, that chicken's rear end is really plump and delicious. It must be a free-range chicken before it started laying eggs.

Previously, only the eldest member of the family was entitled to eat this meat.

Upon hearing this, Wen Yan was certain that the clever Old Zhao had recovered again within the time limit.

"If you like it, I'll bring you some more."

"No need, you don't understand. It's most delicious when there's only one piece. It will still be just as delicious a thousand years from now, but if there's more, the deliciousness will be gone."

Wen Yan pondered what Lao Zhao had said, and to be honest, it made some sense.

Only the first sip of a canned Coke is the most delicious; the rest of the can can never compare to the first sip.

Wen Yan was about to say something more when he saw that the five brothers had already surrounded Lao Zhao. The five brothers looked Lao Zhao up and down, and then each of them grabbed one of his arms and one of his legs, while the eldest brother wrapped his arms around Lao Zhao's neck from behind.

"Tell me, who are you!"

"When did you possess our little brother, Xiao Zhao?"

"Don't even think about arguing!"

"We're not stupid!"

"When did Xiao Zhao learn to eat like this?"

Old Zhao was strangled until his eyes rolled back, his head lolled to the side, and his head was ripped off.

Watching them playfully bicker, and seeing one of the five brothers start to rummage through Old Zhao's stomach, Wen Yan smiled gently, turned around, and left.

These guys are really happy. I hope they can stay happy forever.

After coming out, Wen Yan didn't order chicken butts again, but instead ordered fried chicken and had it delivered.

He respected Lao Zhao's choice and let them fight over the chicken butts themselves.

Wen Yan glanced at the sky, unable to sleep, and was about to go out for a stroll when the little zombie in his pajamas, holding a small crocodile pillow, suddenly appeared in his arms.

The moment Wen Yan caught it, the little zombie twitched its body, nestled in Wen Yan's arms, closed its eyes, and continued to sleep.

Okay, forget it, I'm not going out to have fun.

The little zombie's schedule has been completely changed so that it now sleeps at night.

Returning home from the backyard, the house was quiet. Despite being a bunch of night owls, they've all now developed the habit of sleeping at night.

Oh, except for sparrows, which sleep during the day and continue sleeping at night.

Back home, Wen Yan hugged the little zombie, lay down on the sofa, and slowly closed her eyes to rest.

The sparrow sleeping nearby was completely unaware, sprawled out on its back. When Wen Yan touched it, it mumbled in its sleep.

"I have 350 yuan for food! I have money!"

"Don't worry, silly Wenyan, I can take care of you..."

"You silly dog, if you eat any more, our family will go bankrupt..."

"Stupid horse, eat less, that's all money..."

"Ha...hahaha...silly son, you have to call me uncle, no, you have to call me grandpa!" "If you ask me again whether I'm a cat or a sparrow, I'll hit you."

Wen Yan opened her eyes silently, changed the cat's position, and held it in her armpit. Only then did the cat close its mouth and continue to sleep soundly.

Wen Yan lay on the sofa, having shed the title of "player's nemesis," and fell asleep normally.

Everything in the room fell silent.

At the corner, the butler quietly came out to take a look. Seeing that Wen Yan was also asleep, he smiled slightly, quietly returned to his own room, and lay down on the bed to sleep as well.

Before she knew it, the sun had risen, and the morning light shone through the window onto Wen Yan's face. Only then did Wen Yan open her eyes.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I smelled the delicious aroma wafting from the kitchen. The cat was already shaking itself up, strutting around, peeking into the kitchen from the doorway.

The silly dog ​​was lying next to the sofa, fast asleep with a little flame tugging at his hair.

Even the vengeful warhorse lay sprawled beside them, not even bothering to sleep.

The gray cloth was nowhere to be found; I wonder if it went to visit the neighbors again.

Wen Yan got up to eat breakfast, but Hui Bu didn't return. After finishing breakfast, he strolled out and came to the outside of the Old Master's courtyard, glancing inside.

Then they saw the old master wearing cloth shoes, strolling back from outside.

"Have you eaten?" the old master asked casually.

"Have you eaten? Have you eaten yet, sir?"

"I ate it. I ate rice noodle rolls outside."

When did you get back?

"just."

"Oh, what a coincidence! I just came back from Fuyu Mountain. I have something to ask you, sir."

The old celestial master opened the courtyard gate and led Wenyan inside, looking relaxed.

“Those good-for-nothing fellows from the Celestial Master’s Mansion, seeing that I was still alive, held me back and wouldn’t let me leave.”

The day before yesterday, Bingzu led his men past the other side of the cliff in the sea of ​​clouds.

I don't know how those monsters over there offended that young friend Pei, they were all killed in one go.

Now those good-for-nothing disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion have no reason to hold me back.

The old master boiled water, brewed tea, and looked completely relaxed.

"Have some tea first. You've been calling me before, so it's never good news. Let's talk after we finish our tea, so as not to spoil my mood."

Wen Yan shut her mouth and drank tea with the old master.

After waiting for a while and having several rounds of tea, Wen Yan finally spoke up about the important matter.

After speaking, the old master pondered for a moment.

"Now is indeed a suitable time. That Miss Qi is actually very weak without any support."

It's already quite an achievement to be able to stay here.

I know her personality well; she's neither the weak and soft type nor the stubborn type.

It is indeed quite suitable.

The problem now is, how do we bestow the title?

I can help, but we also need to confirm things on the Chinese side.

For Shenzhou to confirm this, it must first nominally and completely belong to Shenzhou.

As for the nominal ownership, it seems that you are the one who needs to claim it.

Others probably can't go.

Once these steps are completed, the rest is simple.

But before that, you still need to ask Miss Qi again to confirm everything.

"Okay, I'll go ask."

Wen Yan arrived at the residence of Luo Shen and Miss Qi in a flurry of activity.

I rang the doorbell and was invited inside.

As soon as you enter, you see a golden dot, like a sneaky little snake trying to sneak out along the corner of the wall.

Wen Yan pretended not to see it, thinking that the gray cloth was a good-for-nothing who was still thinking about the ribbon in Luo Shen's hand.

When they arrived and saw Miss Qi again, she looked just as weak as before, her strength almost completely exhausted, and she was probably not even as strong as a healthy girl now.

But judging from her mental state, she seemed to be in pretty good spirits, watching dramas and playing games, having a great time.

Wen Yan formally brought up the matter of the Styx River God, and Miss Qi nodded solemnly, which was considered her agreement.

This is not just a benefit, but also a corresponding responsibility.

Clearly, the responsibility of the Styx River God will likely be no less than that of the water gods of the great rivers of China in the future.

Having received confirmation, Wen Yan prepared to set off to first resolve the issue of nominal occupation.

Even though everyone knows that place is part of China, the proper procedures still have to be followed to ensure legitimacy.

After thinking it over, Wen Yan realized that making a phone call was unreliable, so he went to headquarters in person to tell the general manager about the matter and what had happened to him the night before.

The headquarters chief was speechless.

"You really can't stay still."

"Is it because I don't want to be idle?"

"Didn't you come up with this idea after hearing about the Maoshan sect leader carrying the boundary marker?"

"Huh?" Wen Yan looked completely bewildered.

The headquarters chief looked at it carefully and confirmed that Wen Yan didn't seem to have any ideas.

After thinking about it for a while, Wen Yan didn't seem to know this way of playing either, so he put his guesses out of his mind.

"It's actually quite simple to nominally include it in the territory. Just make a declaration, and in reality, there are boundary markers. No one will stop you, and no one can stop you."

All you have to do is carry the boundary marker across.

"We'll need some good materials, otherwise we won't be able to cross the river."

"Just wait and see."

Wen Yan agreed and left, patting his behind.

The headquarters manager was still worried, so he quickly checked the information and confirmed that Wen Yan really didn't know what had happened in the past two days.

A couple of days ago, some monsters imitated the Maoshan sect leader's act of using a boundary marker to exploit a bug.

That tortoise demon was outrageous; it carried the boundary marker on its back and moved it more than sixty kilometers outward, encompassing its living area and the village within that area that had always been worshipped as its home.

Don't ask, the truth is I haven't put the boundary marker down yet. At worst, I'll put it back in its place after I've wiped the dust off it.

As for when to put it back, why do you keep asking? I already said there was a landslide in that area, I was just rescuing the boundary marker.

(End of this chapter)