The Law of Heaven

Chapter 63 The Girl in the Mental Hospital
In the early morning, Aihara was awakened from a light sleep by a loud noise. When he opened his eyes, he was surprised to see bright sunshine and a clear blue sky outside the window.

After the rain, the sun washed away the dark clouds, and the skyscrapers reflected the shimmering light like water, as if the city had regained its vitality.

But when he looked up at the distant mountains, he was taken aback. Thick clouds and mist filled the mountains, and the dark dragon horns that pierced the clouds were cracked with countless fissures, like shattered tombstones.

Thick, foul-smelling blood flowed along the gruesome fissures, spreading like a river through the mountains, a scene both tragic and magnificent.

Fortunately, ordinary people cannot see this scene, but they will likely detect unidentified substances in the rivers of Wushan, and it is unknown what kind of subsequent impact this will have.

Clearly, the Mirage Dragon has truly merged with the Fog Mountain, which is why the mountain exhibits biological characteristics. After the outbreak of the new weapon yesterday, this great mythical creature suffered severe damage, resulting in this strange change.

"What the hell is this?"

Aihara sighed.

I wonder how Xiao Qi is doing.

He changed into a clean set of clothes, put the black knife and black mirror in his pocket, and turned to leave.

"Brother, what time did you get back yesterday?"

While applying a face mask in the bathroom and brushing her teeth, Xiangsi mumbled, "Will you take me to school later?"

"Okay, let's go downstairs for breakfast in a bit."

Aihara carefully observed the little girl and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she did not show any signs of illness for the time being.

According to Nurse Li's intelligence, the Shi family opened a forbidden door, causing a special gene to flow out and spread outward through all kinds of plants and animals.

That is very likely the gene of the mirage dragon.

However, at present, this gene does not spread as widely as a virus. At least in a population of tens of millions, the number of people who are actually contaminated is still a minority.

Aihara speculated that this gene would only contaminate long-lived species.

This also includes potential immortal species that have not yet awakened.

Of course, not all immortal beings are contaminated by this gene; Aihara is a living exception.

"Xiaosi, if you feel unwell recently, call me immediately, okay?"

Aihara took her school uniform and backpack and sternly instructed her, "Don't try to carry it yourself."

After washing her face, Xiangsi came out, casually tied her hair into a ponytail, and grumbled, "I'm feeling pretty uncomfortable right now."

Aihara's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason: "What did you say?"

Xiangsi put on her school uniform, went to the gate to change her shoes, and pouted, saying, "I got my period. I was waiting for someone at home until midnight yesterday, it made me so angry..."

Aihara angrily threw a pack of sanitary napkins at the back of her head: "I'm really going to punch you..."

Xiangsi stuck out her tongue.

Aihara took her to a steamed bun shop downstairs for breakfast. Every time she stayed in the other side for a long time, she felt more and more how wonderful the everyday life was.

But ever since he learned about Xiaosi's genetic disease, he has not dared to relax at all and must work hard to become stronger.

In the world of immortal beings, only the strong can hold the power of discourse, and Fu Wanghu is the best proof of this.

After last night's battle, Aihara's spiritual activity level has soared to about 40%, a conclusion he reached after self-observation through his Alaya consciousness.

The Tenfold Delusion technique truly lived up to its reputation as a top-tier perfection technique, greatly accelerating his spiritual energy accumulation speed.

At this rate, by the time Aihara has completely completed the first level of delusion, it will be about time for him to advance to the next level.

He will then integrate new ancient relics and further enhance his abilities based on the Alaya consciousness.

But before that, he had some things to take care of.

Aihara took out his phone and sent a message.

Then he turned his phone upside down on the table.

"Brother, are you going to meet that rich lady later? Now I know why you're back so late. Do you want me to buy you some oysters to help you recover?"

Xiangsi sipped her soy milk and said angrily, "You've sacrificed so much for this family... Aww!"

Aihara chopped her on the forehead with a chop: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll break your legs."

About ten minutes later, a taxi pulled up on the side of the road, and a bald middle-aged man walked over.

"Hi."

The outline of a ghost appeared in the bald man's eyes, clearly indicating that he had been controlled by illusion.

Aihara had initially harbored some concerns, fearing that their secret deal would be discovered by the five major families, but now it seems that such worries were unnecessary.

Fu Wanghu's methods were nothing short of miraculous.

It was almost impossible for the five major families to notice.

Aihara waved and led him into the alley.

"What do you want with me?"

The middle-aged man spoke in a lazy, deep voice.

This is the voice of Fu Wanghu.

"Tsk, you look pretty good. A few days ago you were struggling to control two small fry, but now you can afford to control passersby to meet me at will."

Aihara joked, "What else could I have called you here for? Of course, it's to save you from dire straits."

Fu Wanghu, a cunning and shrewd old fox, sneered, "Rescue me from dire straits? I think you've run into some trouble and want me to take action again, haven't you?"

Aihara shrugged: "Anyway, I just obtained some Mythical Bloodline, and I'll be able to make a batch of even purer serum in a while. But if something happens to me at this crucial moment, then..."

Fu Wanghu, like a Sichuan opera face-changing performer, put on a friendly waiter's smile: "Oh? Which fool has offended our Boss Xiang? Let me meet him!"

Haha, this guy definitely has a bit of a histrionic personality.

Aihara waved his hand: "Remember what happened last time? In the end, the investigation led to a guy from the Yan family named Yan Feng. This guy seems to have some kind of grudge against my uncle. Currently, the Human Affairs Investigation Team is still investigating him, but I don't think it will likely come to a good end."

Fu Wanghu laughed and said, "You are quite clever. The order of the world of immortal beings is nothing more than a virtuous girl who can be bullied by certain powerful figures... Hmm, is my analogy a bit perverted?"
In general, given Yan Feng's influence, he certainly isn't the real mastermind. But since he stepped forward to take the blame, he must be involved in this matter as well.

Your thinking is correct. Dealing with this group requires both the support of public order and underhanded tactics. Evil for evil, violence for violence, an eye for an eye. This is an eternal truth, no matter where you are.

Aihara shrugged: "But I didn't have much of a chance to do it. I don't even know where he's being held."

“I’m a prisoner, how would I know? Even if I did know, I couldn’t arrange for you to get in. If I had that kind of power, I wouldn’t be imprisoned. Especially lately, the Bureau of Abnormal Affairs is keeping a close eye on me. Even if I did something for you at any cost, it would be pointless; the fire would burn you, and that’s not the outcome you want.” Fu Wanghu helplessly spread his hands: “Why don’t you beg your rich woman? Just work harder when you’re plowing the fields at night, sacrifice a little dignity, and in return…”

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Aihara couldn't help but interrupt, "What Jiang Wanwu needs is just an obedient little puppy, not a troublesome one with various hidden interests involved."

Fu Wanghu pondered for a moment: "That's true, unless you demonstrate additional value. But then again, the Jiang family might not be the best choice. If you're willing, I recommend you..."

"Wait a minute, is there a problem with the Jiang family?"

"Oh, it's not that bad, but the Jiang family is a target of criticism. As a family of immortals, the Jiang family is not good at fighting; their abilities are mostly supportive."

"and then?"

"In other words, the Jiang family is a group of logistics personnel skilled in scientific research. This means that the more advanced the technology they develop, the more dangerous they themselves become. Look at the top scientists in history, do you understand?"

"You mean someone will assassinate them?"

"Those old men in the Jiang family are no ordinary people. They've even managed to create an extinction-level energy pulse. Anyone who's been contaminated by it can't sleep at night."

"I see."

Aihara suddenly remembered the ritual the Shi family had prepared the night before and realized the seriousness of the problem.

The remnants of the Shi family will most likely target the Jiang family!
This is a good opportunity.

The icing on the cake is not as good as providing help when it is timely.

In his view, the Jiang family was the most suitable.

Of course, it's not because Jiang Wanwu is pretty.

Hmm, it has nothing to do with that.

"Two things."

Aihara pondered for a moment: "First, to ensure my survival, I may have to take some risks myself, but I'm not sure how strong the enemy is this time. If there are enemies I can't handle, at least you can cover my retreat."

He held up two fingers: "Secondly, if I capture prisoners, I need your ability to interrogate them."

Aihara did not make an exorbitant demand.

Because Fu Wanghu is not in a good state right now, as he is a prisoner who has been sentenced to more than a thousand years.

Fu Wanghu pondered for a moment.

"no problem."

He snapped his fingers: "Not only that, I can also cover for you and clean up the scene for you."

"make a deal."

Aihara felt a weight lifted from his heart, but then suddenly remembered something crucial and couldn't help but ask, "There's something else I need help with. I've discovered that my abilities are a bit unusual, and if I use them rashly in public, it could expose my identity. Especially since I've also learned your Perfection Technique, which is practically an evil art. What would happen if someone found out?"

"Mr. Fu, you have to help me with this. You don't want me to be exposed, causing you to lose your source of serum and ultimately become a Dead Apostle, right?"

Fu Wanghu's face darkened: "Next time you're trying to get something for free from me, don't use questions like that, okay? It makes you seem so polite, how hypocritical!"

Aihara shrugged: "It's all about social niceties."

Fu Wanghu slapped his forehead hard, looked up at the sky and sighed, "I killed and set fires in my past life, and now I'm making a deal with you. I feel like you've got me stuck with this, there's just no way around it. Alright, alright, I'll go back and find you a spirit with the ability to hide. It can not only conceal your own abilities, but also the spirit you carry."

Whether you use abilities or spirits, outsiders cannot see the true nature of their effects; they can only see the objective phenomena you create. Is that acceptable? As long as you conceal it well, no one can tell you've used an ability. As long as you don't say anything, no one will know you possess a spirit.

However, it can only be used for a maximum of twelve hours at a time, so you must plan your time carefully.

This was a pleasant surprise for Aihara. None of his spirits were obtained through legitimate means, making it difficult to use them openly in public. But now, this problem had been solved.

Even twelve hours would be enough.

"No problem, Mr. Fu is very generous."

He said seriously, "By the way, I don't know if you killed or set fires in your past life... but you definitely killed or set fires in this life, and your retribution is me."

Fu Wanghu's eyes twitched slightly as he continued, "As for the characteristics of the Perfection Technique, the Tenfold Delusion allows for flexible adjustments to the expression of its abilities. As long as you take it easy and don't use those childish moves in front of acquaintances, no one will be able to detect anything amiss while you're shielded."

I know your abilities. Aside from the almost conceptually destructive nature, your overall performance is remarkably similar to common telekinesis. Out of ten thousand immortal beings, at least two hundred possess this ability. Therefore, you don't need to worry; you actually have an average face.

Aihara nodded slightly. The ability to manipulate objects is very common in various supernatural genres.

Putting aside his dragon-like aura, he was indeed quite ordinary.

Therefore, as long as the dragon's might in the Alaya consciousness is not detected, there is almost no possibility of it being exposed.

"Anyway, that's it. I'll go steal it for you..."

Fu Wanghu suddenly changed his mind: "Take the living spirit."

Aihara was taken aback: "Steal?"

Fu Wanghu said seriously, "Bah, how can you call it stealing when it comes to the Longevity Seed? That's called taking it. Besides, it's originally our Fu family's property, and no one will notice if I take it. If all else fails, I can use illusion magic to cover up the traces and put a fake one in."

Aihara's face darkened: "Don't you dare trick me!"

Fu Wanghu said irritably, "What good would it do me to screw you over? Young man, have some guts!"

He was just about to leave when he suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked, "By the way, it seems that the Tenfold Delusion is quite suitable for you. Has it been imprinted in your brain yet?"

Aihara asked curiously: "Brain area? Engraving?"

Oh, I forgot to tell you.

Fu Wanghu scratched his head: "Every time you complete a delusion, an imprint is formed in your brain. This means that you have constructed a conceptual model that does not exist in reality, and you are one step closer to being a madman."

Aihara answered truthfully, "Not yet."

Fu Wanghu clicked his tongue: "Looks like you're still not dramatic enough, a bit slow on the delusion side. Of course, that's in terms of how quickly you decipher the diary. I'm curious, didn't the monsters you saw in your dreams really have any mental corrupting effect on you?"

Aihara's heart skipped a beat.

and many more.

Is that girl trapped in the mental hospital also a monster in the eyes of normal people?
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