The Law of Heaven

Chapter 139 Aihara Family's Dragon Maid

When Aihara regained consciousness, he immediately realized that he was not in the real world, but in the realm of consciousness.

The layout of this room is the e-sports room he designed for himself countless times when he was a child. Next to the large beanbag bed is a Nintendo game console, opposite the bed is a high-definition projection screen, and the window is full of his figurines.

Beneath the enormous wardrobe lies a private space, with a curved monitor and a blue ocean-themed desktop computer on the table, next to which is a hanging snack cabinet.

The floor was covered with a soft carpet, the sofa had a huge Rilakkuma plush pillow, and there was a naked girl.

"Xiao Qi?"

Aihara was dumbfounded.

The white-haired girl used a Rilakkuma bear to cover her naked body, her fair face flushed with an intoxicating blush, her golden vertical pupils seemed eerie yet moist with shame, her expression extremely embarrassed, as if she was about to faint.

No matter how hard she tried to cover it up, she couldn't stop the accidental exposure of her delicate collarbones, rounded shoulders, smooth lines of her arms, and tender, soft exposed skin.

Especially her pair of slender, fair legs, crossed sideways, with her jade-like feet curled up and her toes glistening.

It is worth noting that she also has a pair of silver-white dragon horns on her head, which are as clear and translucent as crystal.

"Can you please stop watching?"

Xiao Qi buried her head in the bear's face: "It's so embarrassing."

Aihara's eyes glazed over, and he murmured, "Wait a minute, why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

Xiao Qi raised her eyes and said softly, "This is a space of consciousness you created as the Chosen One, a void constructed from your memories and thoughts. Where am I supposed to get clothes to wear? And you won't even give me any!"

Aihara thought so too, but he really hadn't expected that Xiaolongnu would have such a good figure.

Youthful and fluid, gentle and refined like jade.

It would be even better if paired with a maid outfit.

With a slight thought, Xiao Qi actually completed the transformation. A black lace maid outfit instantly appeared on her body, a soft choker adorning her snow-white neck, and a low-cut neckline revealing her fair skin. Her waist was accentuated by the dress, making her slender and graceful. Beneath the flowing skirt were a pair of long, beautiful legs, her calves encased in black stockings, and her small, black leather shoes gleaming slightly.

"Holy crap, it really works?"

Aihara was once again dumbfounded.

"Aihara!"

Xiao Qi moved the Rilakkuma aside, looked down at her outfit, and said coldly, "With such a low chest and such a short skirt, you really are a complete pervert."

Aihara snapped his fingers again.

Snapped.

Xiao Qi then donned a sailor uniform.

Snapped.

Xiao Qi changed into a suit skirt again.

Snapped.

Xiao Qi put on a pink bikini again.

Aihara was having a great time, admiring Xiaolongnu's hundreds of costume changes, but in the end she changed into a maid outfit.

"So this is your favorite, isn't it?"

Xiao Qi glared at him irritably.

"Cough cough, not bad."

Aihara pulled over a gaming chair and sat down, saying curiously, "I thought you were going to be asleep for a long time."

"The Supreme One left, so of course I woke up. Moreover, Ruan Xiangtian's hand replenished my spiritual essence by 40%, which, combined with the remaining 8%, is almost half. Once it's half, I can complete the self-circulation and slowly recover my spiritual essence on my own, without needing to continue sleeping."

Xiao Qi jumped off the sofa, happily tiptoed and twirled around: "Check your spiritual quality."

Aihara closed his eyes and examined himself using his senses. He was surprised: "Huh, my spiritual activity level has also reached 66%. How did it increase so much all of a sudden?"

In recent battles, his spiritual activity level has been increasing very slowly, with little improvement.

Now it has suddenly surged by more than half.

"This is the benefit of becoming a Chosen One. Because you are mixed with my spiritual essence, it will be activated more quickly in battle, greatly increasing your advancement speed."

Xiao Qi leaned closer to him, cupped his face in her hands, and blinked her golden vertical pupils: "So, you're about to advance to a higher rank, my master!"

Aihara fell into deep thought: "Hmm..."

Xiao Qi rubbed his face hard: "Are you unhappy?"

Aihara said with a worried look, "I'm not like you, who can advance as soon as his spiritual quality is high enough. I need ancient relics, and I have to carefully select them to achieve the crown rank."

Xiao Qi blinked: "That's right."

Aihara broke free from her clutches, somewhat stunned: "Is advancing too quickly not a good thing?"

With his current power, it shouldn't be difficult for him to choose a good ancient artifact for himself.

The problem is that you have to be compatible with him.

Xiao Qi sat on his lap and pondered for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Not necessarily. Isn't there a natural disaster? Yes, we can start with the natural disaster!"

Aihara didn't find anything unusual about the ambiguous posture. This girl was the closest person to him in the world, and they were already inseparable.

"A calamity from heaven?"

"Yes, didn't we just snatch food from the tiger's mouth today? Those guys sacrificed themselves for Tianhuo, using the dead disciples as living spirits to revive the long-dead remains of Tianli. Tianhuo is the dead Tianli; although it lacks some of its authority, it can still extract corresponding ancient relics!"

"So that's how it is. Who is that calamity?"

"I don't know the exact name either. I can only vaguely sense three types of energy within Him. The first is probably related to poison, which you definitely don't want. The second is beast-like, which has nothing to do with you. As for the third, it seems to be some kind of fluctuation type..."

"fluctuation?"

Xiao Qi thought for a moment and said, "Well, how about we make two preparations? On the one hand, use your connections to find a reliable ancient artifact. But don't rush to fuse it. Let's see what kind of ancient artifact that Heavenly Calamity can extract first. If it's suitable, we can change it later."

The Perfection Technique you cultivate has an astonishingly high compatibility. The initial ancient relic you fused with is the Alaya Consciousness, which also has an astonishingly high compatibility. Combining the two, you have countless possibilities in your choice of ancient relics.

You will certainly attain the highest rank, but no one knows what the honor you will bestow. You haven't followed the path of those who came before you; you're purely feeling your way across the river by yourself.

It must be admitted that Aihara's path to promotion was indeed something he figured out on his own. Previous examples were no longer useful, and later generations could not follow suit. It was truly unique.

A bunch of top-quality ingredients haphazardly mixed together.

Who knows what will end up in the stew?

Where is that calamity?

Aihara pondered for a moment before asking the question.

"I don't know, but since the calamity is in this city, it will be awakened sooner or later."

Xiao Qi sat on his lap, her pert buttocks swaying back and forth: "Once Deep Blue Alliance finds out, they will definitely send people to search for them, so don't worry."

"Don't move."

Aihara said irritably.

"Oh, I won't move then."

Xiao Qi immediately became obedient and hummed, "Anyway, you need to advance quickly, otherwise you will be severely injured every time you fuse with my power, and I can't bear it."

The girl's voice was barely audible: "So far, we've only fused a small portion each time. Only when you and I are 100% fused can we unleash the strongest power of the Chosen Ones. But your rank is so low right now, if we fully fuse, you'll be dead."

"Are you distressed?"

Aihara suddenly asked.

"Um……"

Xiao Qi was a little embarrassed, her face flushed.

"Since you feel embarrassed, why don't you do me a favor? As long as your spiritual energy doesn't run out, you'll stay in human form, right?"

Aihara suddenly reached out, cupped the girl's soft cheek, gazed into her golden eyes, and asked earnestly.

Xiao Qi was caught off guard by his words, and her cheeks quickly flushed: "Uh, yeah, sure."

"Then you shall begin practicing swordsmanship from today onwards!"

Aihara's wish came true. He conjured a long, slender katana out of thin air and handed it to her: "This sword is called Tensa Zangetsu. From now on, I will train with you!"

Xiao Qi was slightly taken aback, looked down at the long, black katana in her hand, and blinked: "You mean you want my help, so you want me to help you practice swordsmanship?"

Aihara nodded and said, "That's right, we need to train in the Demon God Slash, so we must study and practice diligently!"

Why don't you practice yourself?

"I don't have time."

"Don't you have a wooden fish with time?"

"Yes, this is also prepared for you. You can practice your sword in my consciousness space during the week. When I have free time, I'll use the Time Wooden Fish to practice more. That living spirit should also have limitations; it can't be used indefinitely. We must make full use of all our time and not slack off!"

"We? I feel like it's just me. Where are you? I am the law of heaven, is this how you treat me?"

"Why not?"

"Aihara, I'll fight you to the death!"

Xiaoqi threw the katana aside and pounced.

Aihara slammed her down onto the gaming chair, pinning her back with his hands and watching her struggle and writhe with a cold smile.

"Do you still want to avenge your brother?"

He earnestly advised, "We still don't know what the Supreme One is plotting, and Ruan Xiangtian is also at large. If Ruan Yun's spirit in heaven knew that you were so negligent, how heartbroken he would be? Alas, well, I can't control you. I won't have the face to see you after I die, brother."

Xiao Qi was dumbfounded: "You're going to do this?"

Aihara lamented, "My late brother's great undertaking was cut short before it was even halfway done. Now the world is in chaos, and our alliance is exhausted. This is truly a critical moment of survival. Yet, my ministers..."

Xiao Qi felt a headache coming on: "Speak like a human being!"

Aihara gave a firm order: "Are you going to practice or not? If you don't want to practice swordsmanship, then you have to learn arithmetic. Either practice swordsmanship or arithmetic, you choose."

Xiao Qi paused for a second, then said, "I choose to practice swordsmanship!"

"That's pretty much it."

Aihara then released her, picked up the katana from the ground, and handed it to her: "Start by learning the basics, and then learn the teaching materials left by your grandmother."

He snapped his fingers.

Snapped.

The e-sports room has disappeared, replaced by a kendo arena, where ten thousand Ruan Xiangtian puppets stand like a dragon army, creating a solemn atmosphere.

Xiao Qi also changed into a kendo uniform.

The girl's face showed despair.

After regaining her spiritual essence, she arrived in Aihara's consciousness space and was overjoyed to see the computer and game console. She was absolutely ecstatic.

She thought she could stay at home and play games every day, living a carefree and happy life, but she never expected that her dream would be shattered so quickly, so suddenly.

The computer is gone.

The game console is gone too.

The soft bed, the plush sofa, the comfortable gaming chair—all these wonderful things are now far away from her.

All that was left was the knife in his hand.

And the inherently evil Ruan Xiangtian doll.

Xiao Qi felt a deep sadness.

Is this a distortion of human nature or a decline in morality?
No, it's because Aihara is inhuman.

"Wait for me to return and check on your spiritual practice."

Aihara's expression turned serious: "After I come back, I don't want to see Ruan Xiangtian's ugly face again."

Pooh!
Xiao Qi angrily pointed her knife at him and said irritably, "If you don't want to see him, then why did you create so many of them? Why isn't there a Mythical Creature Protection Association in this world? I'm going to file a complaint and report you!"

That born evil brat from the Xiang family!
Are you cursing me in your heart?

Aihara said sternly, "You're inside my body, and not only do you not pay my rent, but you also dare to curse me!"

Xiao Qi revealed an obedient expression, opening her innocent eyes wide: "How could that be? I love you the most."

Aihara said coldly, "Don't give me that. How did I end up raising such a lazy dragon? Have I been too lenient with you, or are you just going through a rebellious phase?"

Seeing that feigning innocence was useless, Xiao Qi revealed a look of resignation and sneered, "Heh, you've only ever raised one dragon in your life!"

The scene has changed subtly once again.

Aihara sat in a chair.

Xiao Qi lay on his lap.

Snapped!
Xiao Qi's pretty face flushed red, a jolt of electricity coursed through her body, and her delicate frame went limp and trembled slightly.

"Aihara, don't go too far..."

clap clap clap!
"Aihara, you're so annoying..."

Clap clap clap!

"Aihara, um..."

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Aihara's consciousness was withdrawn and returned to reality. His senses were unconsciously released, and he found himself in that villa located in the suburbs.

When he regained consciousness, he found himself soaking in a bathtub filled with floating medicinal residue. A strong medicinal aroma permeated the air, and the lights were warm.

Next to the bathtub were neatly arranged towels, a brand-new suit, and even new underwear.

In addition, there's his gluttonous bear.

"I rely on."

Aihara got up and observed his own condition.

"Is it that my beloved concubine took off my clothes again?"

Aihara got out of the pool, and apart from a lingering headache, he was almost completely fine.

It's just a dull ache in my nerves.

You should feel better after resting for a while.

He quickly rinsed himself off, dried himself with a towel, dressed properly, and walked out of the bathroom.

The senses were released, and the distance once again increased to ten meters.

What a pity.

I kind of miss Xiao Qi.

Aihara glanced at his hands, recalling the torture he had endured in the consciousness space, and felt even more nostalgic.

Hmm, it feels pretty good.

"abnormal!"

The sound of Xiao Qi's angry and humiliating snort echoed in my mind!
Little Dragon Girl is still angry.

Aihara didn't care; they were now connected by thought, so he naturally knew that Xiaolongnu wasn't truly angry. That cold snort carried a hidden meaning.

Because Xiaolongnu could also sense his thoughts.

For example, some romantic thoughts in his mind.

"Practice your swordsmanship well, I'll check on you when I get back!"

Aihara didn't care. He walked through the empty living room and saw that aloof figure in the open kitchen.

"woke up?"

Jiang Youqing sat at the dining table, resting her chin on her hand in a daze. Her black hair, tied up, lay limply on her back. She had taken off her suit jacket, leaving only a white shirt and a light pink home apron, which looked a bit out of place.

But also very cute.

Sunlight shone on her cool profile.

Soft and gentle like jade.

In the kitchen, there was a pot of tomato and egg soup, and next to it, a pressure cooker seemed to be stewing braised beef, wafting out a rich and savory aroma, like fine wine.

Aihara was stunned.

He really wanted to eat those two dishes before.

Unexpectedly, my beloved concubine made these two dishes.

“Your condition wasn’t good before, so I gave you a medicinal bath to stabilize your vital signs. Seeing that your nerves were damaged, I also gave you a nerve-healing medicine.”

Jiang Youqing glanced at him, propped herself up, and said softly, "Your rank is still too low, so try to use that kind of power as little as possible. Let me check on you first. Let's eat after the food is ready, and we can talk about it later..."

Suddenly she frowned, as if she was in pain.

The girl pursed her lips and held onto the dining table, a sharp pain shooting through her ankle, almost causing her to lose her balance.

"You didn't take care of it yourself?"

Aihara noticed this as well, and used his mind to lift her up and place her on the sofa next to him.

"Hmm, I forgot..."

Jiang Youqing seemed a little embarrassed because the part of her body that this guy was supporting with his mind was exactly her buttocks, which gave her the illusion of being groped and made her very uncomfortable.

Although I've been hugging and cuddling with this guy a lot lately, it's all for the sake of flying.

As for touching the vital parts, that has never happened before.

"Don't move."

Aihara frowned and gently raised a finger. The girl's leather shoes came off, and her socks were also taken off, revealing her fair and delicate feet with slightly shiny pink nails.

However, her ankle was red and swollen, with faint traces of blood seeping out, indicating that the injury was quite serious.

Jiang Youqing felt even more embarrassed and pursed her lips tightly.

"There's really nothing I can do about you."

Aihara leaned closer to examine her injuries, frowning as he said, "Why don't you treat your wounds first? Even though long-lived beings have good physical constitutions, aren't you in pain?"

Jiang Youqing suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, pretended to be looking down at her phone, and said indifferently, "My biological spirit has been used a lot lately and is resting. Then I heard you talking in your sleep and thought you might be hungry."

Aihara glanced at her and said, "What does it matter if I'm hungry? Your injury is obviously more important, okay?"

Jiang Youqing fell silent.

Because of today's fruitful harvest, she thought of cooking a meal herself to reward this guy.

Although she can cook, she rarely cooks.

I thought Aihara would say something to praise her.

Instead of praising her, he even spoke to her in a rather harsh tone.

Jiang Youqing vaguely understood why her female classmates from school always got angry after they started dating; men really are clueless creatures when it comes to romance.

Do you have any medicine?

There is safflower oil in the bedside table in the bedroom.

"Safflower oil? That stuff works?"

"It's specially made, and it's also a miraculous medicine."

"Okay, wait for me a moment."

Aihara turned around and went to her room to find the medicine. Thanks to her previous experience, she was quite familiar with the process this time.

Jiang Youqing is a germaphobe and almost never lets outsiders into her room, but this guy has already gone in twice.

But she didn't mind at all.

It was as if everything was taken for granted.

Upon careful recollection, Jiang Youqing couldn't remember when her sense of boundaries had been breached; by the time she came to her senses, that guy was already inside her.

She curled her legs up, revealing her slender legs through her loose trousers, and her ankles ached slightly.

Half a minute later, Aihara returned with a bottle of safflower oil, muttering, "This stuff looks about the same as what you buy at the pharmacy outside. Does it really work?"

Jiang Youqing raised her hand and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, deliberately keeping quiet and saying, "I can do it myself."

Aihara completely ignored her and squatted down next to her, studying the ingredients of the safflower oil.

He opened the bottle, poured the irritating medicine into his palm, and gently applied it to the girl's slender ankles.

Jiang Youqing remained still, letting him touch her ankle as he went, silently watching his every move.

The twilight bathed his back, as if casting a warm and bright halo over his silhouette.

For some reason, Jiang Youqing felt a tingling sensation that spread to the deepest part of her heart.

Her tense nerves, strained by embarrassment, gradually relaxed, as if she had resigned herself to her fate and let him do as he pleased.

You must take care of your body.

Aihara repeatedly applied the ointment to her smooth ankles, as if handling a precious work of art: "You don't have to spoil me like this, I'm fine even if I'm hungry."

"Oh."

Jiang Youqing remained expressionless, then suddenly asked, "Aihara, can I ask you a question?"

"what?"

Aihara looked up and met her deep gaze.

"You could have used your mind to apply the medicine for me."

Jiang Youqing asked suspiciously, "Why use your hands?"

"Cough cough."

Aihara touched her ankle and argued, "If I said I lack spiritual energy, you definitely wouldn't believe me. I can only say that massage is something you have to do with your hands. After all, the human body has a temperature, and my family's Xia Jibu massage technique has the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis..."

After saying that, he took the Life Slug out of the Gluttonous Bear and placed it on her ankle: "Don't feel disgusted now."

"understood."

Jiang Youqing looked disgusted, but still hummed in agreement, seemingly a little unhappy.

"Um... I'm a little hungry."

Aihara said, smelling the rich aroma of the food.

"Okay, let's have dinner together then."

Jiang Youqing's lips unconsciously curled up.

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The temple, shrouded in twilight, seemed to have compassionate Buddha statues looking down, and a strange fragrance filled the air.

It felt as if the world was spinning.

"Where is this?"

Ruan Xiangtian held his forehead, feeling dizzy. His broken right arm was numb, and the bleeding had stopped long ago. He staggered and struggled to get up, only to find that the dragon scales on his body were falling off, revealing blurry flesh and blood.

This startling change terrified him. He realized that his health was in dire straits, and with a series of recent injuries, his body was on the verge of collapse.

It's all that damned Mu Bei's fault.

And then there's that damned little brat, Jiang Youqing.

And Xiang Chaonan's nephew!

Damn it!
"The ancient contract was only one part away from being completed, and it just so happens to be at this moment!"

Ruan Xiangtian gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, I must see Him. Only He can save me!"

After his senses returned to normal, he suddenly froze, a look of confusion in his eyes.

He found himself sitting on an ancient altar, surrounded by bronze pillars, with chains binding his body as if imprisoning a dragon.

Outside the altar stood a group of men in suits, who were holding umbrellas despite the sunny weather, as if to shield themselves from the sun.

"you're awake?"

The black umbrella was slightly raised, and the woman with bewitching makeup looked up. Her face was covered with fine dragon scales, and strange tattoos were visible through her casually pulled-down collar.

The moment Ruan Xiangtian saw her, he became excited and said hoarsely, "You are the servants of the Supreme One? You also possess the ancient contract, so you must be the servants of the Supreme One."

Hahaha, so many years have passed, I've spent half my life fulfilling the ancient covenant, and finally I've met you all! Where is the Supreme One? Has He broken free from the shackles of the rules? Because of me, He was able to descend to earth! He will come to see me, won't He? It must be the Supreme One who saved me…”

He knelt on the ground, unable to suppress his wild laughter.

He seemed to be insane.

The mysterious woman smiled slightly: "Yes, we are indeed the servants of the Supreme One. To be precise, we are the Fallen Chosen Ones. Our souls are incomplete, and the fundamental principles of our contract are also incomplete. The combination of the two has given birth to a deformed symbiotic soul, which is why we have this alienated appearance."

Ruan Xiangtian was taken aback upon hearing this, then exclaimed with elation, "My guess was correct, wasn't it? If my plan proceeds smoothly, I too will become a fallen destiny like yours!"

Oh my god.

His plan is actually feasible.

Unbelievable!

"of course."

The mysterious woman's smile grew even more alluring: "But the problem is, you've already failed, Mr. Ruan."

"What did you say?"

Ruan Xiangtian was slightly taken aback, with a bad feeling.

The mysterious woman smiled apologetically: "Only the Fallen Chosen are qualified to serve the Supreme One. Mr. Ruan, after your plan failed, you no longer have enough time to wait for the next Formless Rebirth Ceremony. We have all seen your contributions. But I'm sorry, you ultimately failed the test."

The Supreme One has no place for losers, but because you have indeed fulfilled the terms of the ancient covenant, we have invoked His authority to save your life. After today, we will strip the ancient covenant from you and transfer it to someone else.

Ruan Xiangtian was stunned, as if he had fallen from heaven to hell, and endless despair engulfed him.

It wasn't the Supreme Being who saved him.

Instead, it was this group of people who used the power of the Supreme Being to save him!
The Supreme One didn't even glance at him!
how so!
"No, how could you do this? You're liars, you must be liars, you're lying to me!"

He couldn't believe it, and, in a frenzy, became hysterical: "The Formless Rebirth Ritual hasn't been performed for over a thousand years, so how were you born?"

The mysterious woman showed a regretful expression, and her companions around her also let out a faint sneer.

“Mr. Ruan, we are spiritual mediums.”

She patiently explained, “We pass on power through the wedge of inheritance, serving the Supreme One generation after generation.”

Ruan Xiangtian felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Yes, a medium.

Serving the Supreme One is actually this simple.

All you need to do is become a medium.

So what are Ruan Xiangtian's plans over the years?
If that's the case, then Ruan Xiangtian's initial path was wrong. He should have sought out a wedge of inheritance from a fallen chosen one before he even awakened.

Although it is as difficult as climbing to heaven.

But it's still much better than it is now.

“We admire your efforts, but the problem is that everything you have done is built on that man named Aino. Whether it is talent or intelligence, Aino should have been one of us.”

The mysterious woman said softly, "Before faking his death, Xiangye clearly left himself a backup plan, waiting for the opportunity to revive in the future. It's just a pity that Mr. Lingwang found Xiangye's hiding place, and this great schemer ultimately died in his sleep."

"What did you say……"

Ruan Xiangtian was stunned. Memories flooded back like a tide, sending chills down his spine and making him feel terrified.

"Hmph, you think your greatest opportunity is finding Mr. Xiangye's inheritance. Little do you know, you are just a pawn he arranged in advance. If Mr. Lingwang hadn't killed him, you would have been controlled by him long ago."

The mysterious woman said tactfully, "Back then, we really hoped that Mr. Ruan Yunshu could kill you, so that the Curse of Heaven would most likely be transferred to Mr. Lingwang. In that case, Mr. Lingwang would have no choice but to strip you of your ancient contract and serve the Supreme. Unfortunately, Mr. Ruan Yunshu did not do so. We don't know if she did it to protect her nephew or to protect this city."

Ruan Xiangtian's heart turned to stone, inch by inch.

Falling into the abyss.

Do you forget?

It's Fu Wanghu again!
Forever forgotten!
Everyone only values ​​Fu Wanghu.

But he was a perpetual loser.

"Actually, we used to pay a lot of attention to your children. Although your talent is mediocre, your children are truly exceptional. It's a pity that the Supreme One almost thought He would be welcoming a peerless being..."

The mysterious woman's words once again plunged Ruan Xiangtian into a huge shock; the amount of information was overwhelming.

He always felt like he was missing something.

They brushed past the gates of God's kingdom.

"Next, we will remove the ancient contract from your body. But please rest assured, you are someone who has made contributions to the Supreme Being, and we will not kill you."

The mysterious woman bowed deeply, revealing an eerie smile: "The most beautiful drama in this world is the collapse and madness of the desperate. I'm very much looking forward to seeing just how much pain you will suffer after losing everything."

She paused, then added, "I forgot to remind you, you shed blood in the previous battle. Those guys from the Rebirth Society will soon find you by following your blood."

The black umbrella once again obscured the woman's face. She swayed her hips and gracefully left, waving goodbye.

"Let's prepare for the ceremony."

The men in suits bowed deeply.

A ritual involving black magic and alchemy was initiated.

Bathed in the twilight, the Buddha statues on all sides seemed to come alive, looking down compassionately at the monster on the altar, while a strange fragrance permeated the air.

In the silent temple, Ruan Xiangtian's desperate roar echoed as countless eerie incantations peeled off his body, spreading like live worms in the cracks of the floor tiles.

"Do not……"

The bell rings.

It seemed as if they were mourning.

(End of this chapter)