I Am Your Natural Enemy-Chapter 467 - 192: Fight for a Breath of Spite, Teaching You to Project Dreams (5k)

Chapter 467: Chapter 192: Fight for a Breath of Spite, Teaching You to Project Dreams (5k)

On the southern edge of Central Plains County, a green-faced evil spirit, a red skirt ghost, and a muddled water ghost huddled together, fleeing to this place.

After arguing for days, this little group finally reached the point of falling apart.

The muddled water ghost, fed up with the other two ghosts bickering and blaming each other, saw a small river and dove straight in.

The world was getting tougher and tougher, and the muddled water ghost was ready to just give up and lie flat.

These days, there were more and more ghosts in Central Plains County. They even ran into a ghost who swore he’d been killed by a train—he’d clung for miles to the underside of a freight train, fleeing all the way from Nanwu County to here.

That ghost said Nanwu County was terrifying. There was a crossroad there, sure, but also a great killer star. Hundreds of evil ghosts had already died over there, not even counting the others.

Word was, even the Minister of the Scorching Sun Department in Nanwu County got their ass handed to them, and in the end, the whole department didn’t dare let out a peep.

Plus, there was a Martial God whose Yang energy would sometimes blanket dozens of miles, tossing out map-wide attacks—no way a ghost could stick around there. Best to get the hell out.

Hearing that there were plenty of ghosts in Central Plains County, they settled down here for now.

But a few days later, they ran into another ghost who could throw up a domain—and this one was vicious as hell, killing other ghosts left and right.

If they hadn’t run fast enough and dived into the water, they probably would’ve been taken out in passing too.

Scared of being found by the Scorching Sun Department, and now even more afraid of bloodthirsty ghosts, the muddled water ghost just lay flat for good, deciding to play the role of an honest water ghost and stay underwater.

Anyway, water ghosts were about the safest ghosts around now. As long as they didn’t stir up trouble, the Scorching Sun Department honestly couldn’t be bothered with them.

The muddled water ghost, eyelids swollen and drooping from soaking in the water, feebly waved at the two ghosts still about to fight.

"Thanks for watching out for me all this way, but I’m not going anywhere. Feels like everywhere is dangerous now.

Let me just tell you, Central Plains County is a powder keg. Any day now, the whole place could blow.

My advice: don’t push your luck or you’ll end up cannon fodder.

That’s all I’ve got. I’m out. Do whatever you want."

The muddled water ghost gradually faded beneath the surface, and the two ghosts about to come to blows on the shore lost their fighting mood.

The two ghosts snorted coldly, turned their backs on each other and walked off in opposite directions.

And in the river, the ghost floated like a corpse, sprawled, letting the current take him wherever.

Meanwhile, the evil spirit headed east, the red skirt ghost went west.

But after a stretch, the red skirt ghost turned and started north. He couldn’t shake the feeling the green-faced evil spirit had made trouble on purpose these last few days, picked fights just to split up and go their separate ways.

That way, the green-faced evil spirit could head north and find that little girl to use as a vessel.

Things were getting more dangerous by the day. As an evil spirit, getting caught now almost certainly meant getting wiped out.

But if he could find someone truly suitable—someone already steeped in death qi—to use as a vessel...

Then there was a chance he could be fully reborn in a new body, not just possess someone.

Plain old possession was easy to spot; tons of ways to check, and you didn’t even need to know Daoist skill.

But full rebirth in a new body—hell, even those Taoists might not be able to tell.

That kind of opportunity was damn hard for an evil spirit to turn down.

The red skirt ghost was different. Sure, he needed to suck up some Yang energy to maintain himself, but that was all.

He wasn’t like evil spirits, whose malice just kept growing inside them—the more vicious they got, the stronger they might become. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Fierce ghosts merely died miserable deaths, and after turning, they were pretty brutal, with deep obsessions.

If they’d been murdered, hellbent on revenge, they could be even nastier than evil spirits.

But if revenge wasn’t the goal, then they had nothing in common with evil spirits.

The red skirt ghost turned and headed north. An hour or so later, he stood on a low hill, watching from afar as the green-faced evil spirit walked in the shadows on the north side.

The moment he sensed the green-faced evil spirit, the other sensed him too.

The two ghosts locked eyes from a distance. The green-faced evil spirit put on a savage look, snorted coldly, turned and walked away. Not far on, he slowly sank underground and vanished.

The red skirt ghost ground his teeth in fury.

Earlier, he’d just gotten worked up for a moment. Afterwards, he hadn’t bothered with that little girl—anyway, ghosts were flooding into Central Plains County these days, and some other ghost would figure it out sooner or later.

But dammit, one word from me is set in stone—I tell you not to do it, yet you just have to, treating my warning like it’s nothing. Now I’ve caught you, and you still dare provoke me?

Well, all right then. Let’s see just what you’ve got.

The red skirt ghost turned into a scarlet shadow, hitched a ride on a truck, and made his way back to that small town.

Swaying along, he sneaked to that alley behind the club—the one from before. Days had passed, but up front the club was still as lively as ever, acting like the dead body incident had never happened.

In the alleyway, drunk men and women still went in and out.

The red skirt ghost arrived, sniffed the air lightly, and looked toward the alley mouth.

When he reached the alley entrance, he saw three half-burned sticks of incense jammed in the ground at the corner, a ring drawn around them, and a little note to the side.

The note was written in neat, careful handwriting:

"Uncle, I’m really sorry about that day. I got too nervous and forgot I wasn’t supposed to blow it out. I’ve always wanted to apologize to you in person, but I could never find you. I hope you’ve already left this place. Lately, there’ve been a ton of weirdos in town. Wishing you well."