The Law of Heaven

Chapter 125 The Story of the Nine-Tailed Fox
The lights of the Mirage Tower illuminated the night. Aihara sat in front of the counter, tapping his fingers on the surface, lost in thought.

"The Central True Pivot Academy, the Dean of the Faith School."

He said softly, "The Stele of Mu."

As Aihara comes into contact with more and more immortal beings, it's highly likely that he'll encounter acquaintances from his daily life among his guests. This isn't necessarily a bad thing; on the contrary, it will allow him to be prepared, gain a psychological advantage in the ensuing interactions, and make his communication more precise.

"interesting."

He remained silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed: "Ye Xun just died, and Mu Bei has already arrived. The timing is so close, and they're all from the Central True Pivot Academy, tsk tsk tsk."

It's hard not to make some related associations.

About half an hour later, there was a knock on the door of the courtyard. A cold woman in a black trench coat came in, leaning on a cane. She stopped at the door and gently knocked.

"good evening."

Mu Bei bowed respectfully, but when he looked up, he paused for a moment, seemingly surprised: "Is my visit at this hour disturbing your rest?"

The raven on her shoulder was like a sculpture, as if life had ceased, like a dead object.

Aihara lay sprawled on the bamboo chair, swaying leisurely like an old man basking in the afternoon sun, holding a glass of iced cola, and said casually, "It's alright, come in and sit down... You're really lucky to have found this place."

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

Mu Bei cautiously entered the room, but his eyes kept lingering on the mysterious boss.

The face shrouded in black mist seemed to boil, occasionally revealing a monstrous, ferocious outline that sent chills down one's spine.

Who knows what this thing is, but his behavior and words are quite contrasting. He looks like a decadent otaku, exuding a nonchalant and relaxed vibe.

It perfectly embodies the demeanor of a master who detaches himself from the world yet can manipulate fate with ease.

It's like a devil coldly mocking fate.

"Is this just his naturally cynical personality, or is my rank not high enough for him to take seriously?"

Mu Bei couldn't help but have some doubts.

In reality, Aihara was simply too lazy to put on an act. Now that he knew more and more about the immortal species, and had also figured out the general rules of the shop and confirmed that Xia Jibo was useful, he didn't need to be too nervous. Anyway, no one could see through his identity.

As for how one greets guests, that's completely unimportant; it all depends on their mood.

The more relaxed he is, the more his sophistication is highlighted.

What would you like to have calculated?

Aihara yawned, took out a handful of copper coins from the drawer, and played with them in his hand.

"Should we divine good or bad fortune, or predict our future?"

He looked up, took a sip of his cola, and said, "Judging from your appearance, you must be under a lot of work pressure lately."

To be honest, Xia Ji didn't need to do any divination to see it. Mu Bei's gloomy face exuded a kind of lifeless, almost dead vibe, somewhat like those female homeroom teachers at Yishu High School, looking like they might jump off a building at any moment.

Mu Bei sat down in his chair, put his cane aside, gently stroked the raven on his shoulder, and sighed softly: "You truly have keen insight. If I hadn't found the token in the shop in time, I might not have wanted to live anymore."

Aihara's eye twitched slightly.

It's a Grand rank, after all. Is it really necessary to make such a fuss?

Tell me about your troubles.

He started by trying to get information out of you: "I'll try my best to help you."

Mu Bei stroked the crow and continued to sigh, "Boss, do you know about the ritual of rebirth without form?"

"I know, but I'm not interested."

Aihara smiled slightly: "I advise you not to touch that thing; you might not be able to handle it."

Mu Bei narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "I've heard that you know everything, and you truly live up to your reputation. I was indeed terrified when the Supreme Being descended to earth that night."

Aihara sneered inwardly.

Haha, me too!
"Just stay away. He's not targeting you. A mere Grand Master is beneath His notice. But if you get involved in this karma, things could get complicated."

He said it intentionally or unintentionally.

Mu Bei was slightly taken aback upon hearing this: "From what you're saying, do you know what happened that night? Did that Supreme Being really descend to earth to devour the Mirage Dragon? Who was the Chosen One who usurped the Mirage Dragon's origin? With that Supreme Being's abilities, how could he possibly let it go so easily?"

How the hell should I know?

Aihara maintained his smile: "Is that all you wanted to ask? This has nothing to do with your fate."

Mu Bei quickly realized his lapse in composure, his voice hoarse: "I'm sorry, I was just too scared."

Aihara pointed to his own brain, seemingly implying, "Fear only affects your thinking."

Mu Bei looked somewhat worried and sighed regretfully, "Well, that's true, and I understand the logic. But I'm not as all-powerful as you. When someone puts pressure on me, I'm really scared."

As expected, everyone has two sides. Mu Bei usually acts like a sinister old witch, but now he acts like a middle-aged woman being exploited by her boss.

That's why my second uncle often said that when judging a person, you can't just look at their glamorous side; it's more important to see what they are like when they're down on their luck.

Aihara raised an eyebrow: "Please speak."

Mu Bei pondered for a moment, then said softly, "This story is a bit long. Where should I begin? Actually, I don't know everything. It happened more than a hundred years ago, and I'm only seventy-four years old this year."

You're only seventy-four years old! You look like a dead person who crawled out of a coffin. No one would doubt that you're a thousand-year-old witch. And yet you're still pretending to be young.

Aihara thought to himself, "This is what I'm thinking."

"More than a hundred years ago, someone in the Central True Academy was secretly carrying out a secret plan. A great figure I never met died, and before his death, he left behind many contingency plans, wanting his descendants... to resurrect him!"

Mu Bei's expression turned fearful as he spoke: "Resurrection is a taboo throughout history, an absolute taboo even within the Central True Pivot Academy. However, that powerful figure is indeed extremely influential, and despite opposition from various forces, this plan has been carried out in secret. Those people not only treat resurrection as a plan, but also as a business."

As far as I know, political figures from around the world are also very interested in this. Participants over the past century include the KGB of the former Soviet Union, the Gelléng organization of Germany, and the CIA of the United States… These people are vying to peek into the secrets of life and death and to divide up the legacy left by the gods.

Hearing this, Aihara fell into deep thought. The old man he had met before visiting the Jiang family had the same suspicion.

Unexpectedly, this has now been confirmed at the Mubei monument.

"However, in the past hundred years, the Central True Academy's research on resurrection has not been very successful, and has even caused many troubles that are difficult to manage. Do you see me like this? Actually, I was once a stunningly beautiful young woman, but I was disfigured in an accident."

Mu Bei pointed to his face: "Now that I have this ugly face, it is my lifelong regret."

Aihara commented, "I feel sorry for you."

"That's nothing, please let me continue." Mu Bei waved his hand: "Back then, the Central True Pivot Academy had a very crude understanding of resurrection. After all, a thousand years had passed since the age of the gods, and all the secrets about the gods from a thousand years ago were buried in the long river of history. That guardian of human reason sealed the path of human evolution with his own power, and most of the data was destroyed, just like Qin Shi Huang burning books and burying scholars alive in history."

Over a hundred years ago, the people of the Central True Core Institute used spirit mediums to conduct experiments. This idea may seem crazy, but it had its unique aspects. Because the spirit mediums possessed the inheritance of ancient immortal beings, they could gain immense power without lifting a finger by inheriting their unfulfilled wishes.

The most amazing thing about mediums is that they can actually inherit the Seal of Destiny. Not only that, but they can even completely inherit the fundamental principles of Heaven within the Seal of Destiny. Back then, some people in the academy speculated that both the souls of immortal beings and the fundamental principles of Heaven could exist in a form similar to data.

Mu Bei became very excited as he spoke: "Do you understand what I'm saying? The inheritance of spiritual mediums is like someone compressing their soul into a file and passing it on to their descendants. The descendants only need to enter the password to decompress the file, recover the data, and gain power."

The Seal of Destiny encompasses the origin of Heavenly Principles and is also a part of data. In other words, as we understand it, those destined for heaven are immortal beings possessing a portion of special data, much like carrying a virus.

Aihara nodded slightly: "I understand."

He wasn't that shocked by this.

Because he had similar insights when he advanced from the Creation Rank to the Reincarnation Rank.

In the simplest terms, what we call ancient relics are actually just a piece of mysterious and obscure data.

Once he loads this data, he can complete the assimilation and advance to a higher rank.

The fusion of Alaya consciousness and the fallen angels.

Essentially, it's also about data integration.

of course.

The term "data" is simply a way of putting it.

Its true nature remains unknown.

"As we all know, in the world as we perceive it, there is only one kind of life that can be resurrected: the Way of Heaven. But more than a hundred years ago, there were actually no events of the Way of Heaven being resurrected. So what could be done?"

Mu Bei sneered, "Those lunatics at the Central True Pivot Academy have set their sights on spirit mediums. The spirit mediums of the ancient Chosen Ones have become the key to their plan. Yes, you heard right, those people want to control the Chosen Ones and forcibly strip them of their innate Heavenly Principle!"

Aihara was also a chosen one.

These words had a significant impact on him.

He flicked his hand slightly on the counter and said casually, "What a brilliant idea, full of imagination."

This is clearly the idea of ​​a madman, where is the genius?

Mu Bei silently complained in his heart, then said with lingering fear, "Those lunatics' idea was to first seize the origin of Heavenly Principles, then search for the remains left behind by them millions of years ago, and use modern technology to activate them and release the curse of Heavenly Principles."

Finally, the deceased host body, containing the essence of heavenly principles, is resurrected through divine power, embarking on the path of evolution via a bloody sacrificial ritual!

Holy crap, he's a complete lunatic.

Xiang Yuan was truly shocked. If there was a formless rebirth ritual left behind by that supreme being in this city, it would be understandable if someone couldn't resist the temptation.

But what is the Central Privy Council doing?

They're forcing themselves to do things even when there's none!

Aihara's impression of the Central Shinshuin has completely vanished.

What a bunch of beasts!
"However, this plan almost failed at the very first step. There are many inheritance wedges of ancient immortal species, but the number of chosen ones is too small. The probability is about the same as finding a beautiful woman in a building materials college. They have been searching for many years without success."

Mu Bei's expression turned fearful again: "Until 1900, the Central True Pivot Academy received a mysterious gift. The person who gave the gift never appeared; all that was known was that his name was Mei Qinglong. Some people investigated his background, but unfortunately, they found nothing. And that gift was the wedge of the inheritance of an ancient immortal being, who happened to be one of the few chosen ones before the fall of the Age of Gods!"

The wedge of inheritance.

Aihara silently memorized the term.

He toyed with the copper coin, saying casually, "Oh, it sounds like someone deliberately pushed this project forward... the Chosen One from a thousand years ago?"

Mu Bei took a deep breath: "Yes, even those madmen back then felt there might be something wrong here. But no one could refuse this gift; their plan required the Wedge of Inheritance. They searched for many outstanding individuals to try and inherit the power of the Wedge of Inheritance."

However, things didn't go smoothly afterward. The power of that ancient immortal being wasn't particularly violent, but the principles of destiny it bound to were difficult to control. Whenever someone inherited the Wedge of Inheritance, the principles of destiny within the Seal of Fate would go berserk and spiral out of control.

Aihara narrowed his eyes: "Oh?"

Mu Bei said in a low voice, "Have you ever heard of the nine-tailed fox?"

Aihara nodded slightly: "Of course."

Mu Bei sighed: "The Classic of Mountains and Seas, Southern Mountains Classic, records: Three hundred li further east is Mount Qingqiu. Its sunny side is rich in jade, and its shady side is rich in azure. There is a beast there, which looks like a fox but has nine tails. Its cry is like that of an infant. It can eat people, and those who eat it will not be bewitched."

There are many records of myths and legends about the nine-tailed fox.

From the pre-Qin period to the Han and Tang dynasties, from the Yuan and Song dynasties to the Ming and Qing dynasties.

This is a common occurrence.

Many myths and legends have been passed down about it.

The Japanese folklore character Tamamo-no-Mae is described as a white-faced, golden-haired, nine-tailed fox, which may be related to this legend.

"The nine-tailed fox belongs to the category of fierce and evil spirits. The nine-tailed fox has an extremely high status, theoretically it should not be below the mirage dragon."

Mu Bei sighed, "More than a hundred years ago, those madmen at the Central True Pivot Academy made a mistake. They didn't understand the Chosen Ones, nor did they comprehend the covenant between the Chosen Ones and the Heavenly Principles. Perhaps some are qualified to receive the inheritance of the ancient immortal beings and thus become spirit mediums. But this does not mean that these spirit mediums are qualified to control the power of the Heavenly Principles."

Therefore, the loss of control over the Seal of Destiny became inevitable. The origin of Heavenly Principle went berserk and caused a massive disaster. At least ten mediums who inherited the Wedge of Inheritance died as a result, all of them being devoured by the origin of Heavenly Principle.

There's a saying that's very true: humanity's greatest folly is trying to control what it cannot control. Even the Central Council of Truth makes this mistake.

What's appalling is that those madmen never gave up. For years, they secretly searched for an individual capable of inheriting the Wedge of Legacy, hoping someone would be qualified to become the Chosen One and tame the raging force of fate.

Aihara was deeply moved upon hearing this.

Our little Qi is still the gentlest and cutest.

"Until several years later, a psychic went berserk and slaughtered two-thirds of the researchers in the laboratory before disappearing and escaping. Since then, the Wedge of Inheritance has been lost, and no one knows who it has fallen into."

Mu Bei sighed, "If it weren't for external destruction, the Wedge of Inheritance wouldn't have disappeared. It's like our money; it just moves from one person's pocket to another. In short, after the Wedge of Inheritance left behind by that Chosen One was lost, those madmen's plan was forced to stop. But even so, they haven't given up. Someone has come up with another crooked idea..."

Aihara almost spat out his cola.

Holy crap, there are experts here!

Mu Bei's next sentence stunned him.

"That person's name is Aino."

(End of this chapter)