The Law of Heaven

Chapter 44 Perfection Technique: Tenfold Delusion

Aihara's mentality has collapsed.

During that morning, a total of eight wealthy women from the five major families came to the school to see him. The parking lot at the school gate was full of luxury cars, which was quite extravagant.

The wealthy women were clearly well-prepared, each dressed to the nines, ranging in age from mature women to sophisticated ladies to young women, with an average age between thirty and nineteen, exuding extreme allure.

The school dared not neglect such guests of high social standing, and even left the Academic Affairs Office for them to talk.

Every conversation was a sweet bombshell; the wealthy women used money to seduce him and their beauty to tempt him…

But this is not the main point.

The first thing every rich woman said to him was, "Your second uncle slept with my mother back in the day."

Aihara didn't know how to respond, so he could only bite the bullet and say something ridiculous: "Then we're cousins?"

The wealthy women weren't angry; they were amused by him and giggled.

Fortunately, the wealthy women left quickly. They only came to the school to meet him briefly, introduced themselves, exchanged WeChat contacts, and left gifts.

The gifts weren't very expensive; some people just bought him a cup of milk tea, others gave him a pair of sneakers, and still others gave him a new Switch 2.

This confirms Aihara's guess: even if rich women are wealthy, they won't be so generous right away; at least before they get him into bed, they'll mainly be making empty promises.

Of course, his young age also played a part.

There's no need to throw money at it right away.

"But this self-introduction is a bit too detailed, isn't it? Why did they even write down their 3D measurements?"

Aihara was speechless with emotion.

The oldest rich woman here seems to be a married woman with kids who are already old enough to run errands.

That's truly morally corrupt.

When Aihara returned to class carrying large bags, he was immediately surrounded by strange looks.

The boys were incredibly jealous, while the girls were utterly disdainful.

"Brother Yuan!"

Yi Ran said excitedly, "Did you become a gigolo? I was wondering why you haven't been at school these past few days. So you went to work? How did you get in touch with that? Can you introduce me?"

"I bother!"

Aihara was on the verge of collapse: "You're the one who's a gigolo! This is just charisma, okay?"

He didn't intend to accept these gifts.

He was indeed short of money, but didn't want to cause trouble.

Moreover, if there were any living beings hidden among these things that even he couldn't detect, then he would be doomed.

Aihara had just managed to deal with his classmates when the school leaders came to talk to him again.

The leaders were unaware of the situation and, out of consideration for the wealthy women, didn't ask further, only telling him to be mindful of the impact.

Life is tough, Aihara sighed.

Prejudice in people's hearts is truly a mountain.

During lunch break, Aihara passed by the next classroom and saw a charming girl leaning against the door, looking at him with a half-smile, giving him a thumbs up before turning and going into her classroom.

Yu Xia had clearly misunderstood the situation completely.

Clearly, word had spread, and everyone in the school was looking at him strangely.

envious.

Hey.

despise.

gossip.

"I rely on..."

Aihara covered his face deeply, took a deep breath, and prepared to go downstairs to explain the matter to Xiaosi.

He had no intention of being kept by a sugar daddy.

"Aihara!"

His homeroom teacher, Mr. Wang, came to arrest him again: "Come here right now, there's a rich woman driving a Ferrari at the school gate..."

Aihara, as if facing a formidable enemy, said with grief and indignation, "Teacher, I am still a student. I'm not going. I'd rather die today, jump off this building, than go!"

Old Wang wiped his brow: "I can't refuse. This girl is a bit different. You have to go there quickly. She said that if you're in trouble, she can protect you."

Aihara was stunned.

Old Wang handed him the phone: "Answer the call."

"Hello."

Aihara took the phone.

"Hello, my name is Jiang Wanwu."

The woman's voice on the phone was as cold as ice wine, yet it carried a subtle allure: "Come down and meet me. I promise you won't be disappointed."

Aihara fell into deep thought.

Hmm, her voice is quite nice.

A girl from Class 6 of the first year of high school was leaning against the window when she suddenly said, "Sisi, is this your brother?"

Xiangsi watched expressionlessly as that familiar figure got into the passenger seat of a Ferrari, and said coldly, "Yes, it seems I'll have to clean house tonight!"

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On the rooftop of the Deep Blue United Building, a light rain pattered on the ceiling. A holographic projector displayed a scene from the misty mountains, and the attendees sat upright, looking on with serious expressions.

At Chairman Ruan's signal, the female secretary held up a document and explained, "In short, that's the situation. So far, without taking into account losses and casualties, this operation has been a great success."

The anomaly within Fog Mountain is no longer a secret. We've found crucial clues and intelligence, and confirmed the existence of the force behind it all—the remnants of the Shi family.

The senior executives attending the meeting looked at each other, concealing the shock and fear in their eyes, and sighed repeatedly.

"The remnants of the Shi family. We thought they had fled overseas, but we never expected they had been hiding in the misty mountains all along."

"The Shi family has always been right under our noses. No wonder there have been so many deaths of abductors in recent years. How long have the remnants of the Shi family been hiding in the Misty Mountains? Ten years, or twenty years?"

"I'm afraid it's more than that. Who knows how long they've been researching these terrifying experimental subjects here?"

"They opened the gates of hell."

The words "remnants of the Shi family" shocked the elders of the five major families. Many of them were old men who had lived for more than a century and had naturally experienced the upheaval of that year.

Only one person was scoffing.

Fu Wanghu did not sit down, but leaned on the railing to look down at the city skyline. His eyes reflected the surging sea, and a faint smile played on his lips.

"Brother, have some hot tea."

As the general manager, Ruan Yang placed a cup of brewed Longjing tea in front of him, seemingly concerned about his health.

Next, Ruan Yang picked up a document, turned around to face the board members, and bowed slightly: "As you all have seen, the situation in Fog Mountain is dire. According to the news from the front lines, the mountain is now full of experimental subjects. Only a very small number of people have managed to evacuate in time. Most people are trapped inside, including our combat units."

During this operation, our people brought back some valuable clues, including live subjects used for experiments, data reports on the experimental subjects, and even serum extracted from the experimental subjects. (Applause)

This is indeed a groundbreaking discovery.

Regardless of what terrible things the remnants of the Shi family are researching on the other side, this serum is indeed priceless.

A few elderly directors opened their cloudy eyes, making no attempt to hide the eagerness in their gaze, and slowly said, "These serums are the board's assets, aren't they?"

Chairman Ruan closed his eyes to rest, remaining silent.

Ruan Yang smiled and said, "All the resources captured in the alternate side are, in theory, the personal property of the hunters or the combat sequence. Of course, if they are willing to exchange them for additional resources, then those become the company's assets."

An elderly man with silver hair and a face full of scars said calmly, "As long as it doesn't fall into the hands of anyone with ulterior motives, it's fine."

Ruan Yang's expression changed slightly.

"Ah."

Fu Wanghu didn't even turn his head, and said indifferently, "Who cares? Even if that level of serum were useful to me, it would be a drop in the ocean, completely ineffective..."

"Yes, this serum has not yet been refined to perfection. We need further research before it can be put into use."

Ruan Yang picked up the remote control and switched the projection screen: "Next, I will announce another major discovery to everyone... Initially, we believed that the Shi family released the Heavenly Principles that were dormant on the other side in order to create disaster."

But it seems that's not the case. This is footage we captured in the Misty Mountains: rampaging mirage dragons are devouring zombies and even attacking the experimental base left behind by the Shi family. We have reason to suspect that the Shi family has shot themselves in the foot; they've overplayed their hand.

The fog in the projected image swept like a dragon, engulfing the living corpses scattered everywhere, leaving behind a mess of blood and flesh.

The silver-haired old man with a face full of scars said coldly, "No, based on the Shi family's understanding of the Mirage Dragon, they would never do something so foolish."

No one questioned the old man's words.

Yan Chengwu, the former director of the Anomaly Management Bureau, has handled countless primitive disaster events over the past seventy years.

He has a lot to say on this matter.

"I think it's more like someone with ulterior motives used the Shi family to get close to the Mirage Dragon, wanting to betray the human camp and become a guardian! Maybe the Mirage Dragon already has a guardian, otherwise it's hard to explain why it hasn't completely collapsed even in such a frenzied state of feeding."

Yan Chengwu raised a finger and said coldly, "It's obvious that someone is secretly protecting that Heavenly Principle! Old Zhou, what do you think about this?"

Zhou Yin, his hair and beard completely white, his face creased with wrinkles, sighed helplessly, "Who are you implying?"

The remaining three bureau chiefs exchanged glances.

"Actually, it's a good thing that the Mirage Dragon has broken free from the Shi family's control, but I'm afraid the guardians and the forces behind them have ulterior motives... Forget it, is it really not you?"

All the attendees looked toward the figure standing on the edge of the rooftop.

There was no way around it; Fu Wanghu was too much of a suspect.

His motives are sound, and the evidence points to him.

"Forget yourself."

Chairman Ruan sighed and said, "Say something."

"Even if I say it wasn't me, you still won't believe me?"

Fu Wanghu glanced at the dark dragon horn that pierced the clouds in the mountains, then turned around and spread his hands: "What's it to me?"

"Is it?"

Yan Chengwu raised his gloomy eyes, his pupils seemingly emitting swords: "Look into my eyes!"

The old man glared like a fierce Vajra, and the Arhat's furious roar was like the tolling of an ancient bell, reverberating in the wind and rain.

Breathtaking.

As the director of the Bureau of Anomalies, the old man's position was naturally unfathomable. His abilities had long since undergone a complex transformation, and he had been reborn based on the theory of the Perfection Technique.

Very few people know about Yan Chengwu's abilities, but he often only needs a glance or a shout to break down his opponent's psychological defenses and make them repent.

This is the Perfection Technique from a religious sect!

At that very moment, blood suddenly flowed from Fu Wanghu's eyes. His pupils were crimson red, and intricate patterns resembling black windmills appeared, endlessly spinning.

Screams sounded.

Yan Chengwu covered his eyes in pain, blood flowing continuously.

In the silence, no one spoke.

Only Yan Chengwu was panting heavily.

He seemed to be in extreme pain.

"Why bother? I know you're not stupid; you just want to test how much strength I have left after using Levadin. I can tell you frankly..."

Fu Wanghu pulled a tissue from his pocket, wiped the blood from the corner of his eye, and said slowly, "I have indeed become weaker, but that doesn't mean you have become stronger."

None of the attendees, led by Chairman Ruan, spoke, and none of them even seemed to understand the principle behind this ability.

Because they don't watch anime.

Only Ruan Yang understood what had just happened.

Tsukuyomi, derived from Itachi Uchiha's Tsukuyomi in Naruto, is a genjutsu that allows the user to freely manipulate time and space, causing the victim to suffer torment as if they were actually there.

In reality, only a second had passed, but in the hallucination it felt like three days and three nights had gone by, which was extremely painful.

This is Fu Wanghu's complete technique.

—Tenfold Delusion.

Mysticism originates from a mental illness.

Paranoia.

This kind of perfection technique can reconstruct one's own abilities through delusion, realizing things that do not exist in reality.

Of course, it's not just illogical delusion.

The abilities one imagines must be compatible with the characteristics of one's own ancient relics; otherwise, they cannot be realized.

Fu Wanghu's abilities are related to his spirit.

That is why this illusion can be achieved.

This is also one of the reasons why Fu Wanghu was not sentenced to death, because among the five major families, he was the only one who possessed such a rare Perfection Technique.

Fu Wanghu drank the cooled tea in one gulp.

"gone."

Deep in anguish, Yan Chengwu gasped for breath and said coldly, "I don't trust you. I will be screening all suspects within the five major families. Especially you; whatever you've done, I will find out."

Fu Wanghu waved his hand.

"what ever."

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