The Law of Heaven

Chapter 130 Nine-Tailed Fox Host

The impromptu meeting was brief, and Yunxiu felt that the mission was not difficult. She distributed the information to everyone's emails and then asked, "Finally, is there any problem with our battle plan?"

She paused for a moment: "What we need to do is to storm into the other side and eliminate the Dead Apostles. There's no need to worry about that underground organization; that's the job of the Human Law Enforcement Bureau."

Shang Yan, who was also the one who devised the battle plan, patted his chest and said, "It's no big deal. It's just that this time we're fighting in the city, so everyone should control the points and be mindful of the impact."

The teammates nodded in unison: "Understood."

Then everyone looked at Aihara and Kang Yuqing.

Clearly, they wanted to get the opinions of these two experts.

"Don't worry about us."

After finishing her lunch, Jiang Youqing took a sip of cola and said expressionlessly, "We're here on this mission just to test our abilities. Don't worry, we won't cause any trouble or cause any problems for anyone."

Aihara looked at the information in the email and chimed in, "Yeah, I'm here to test out my new ability too."

In addition to information about the other side, this information also includes information about that underground organization.

"Xinda Shipping?"

Xiaolongnu's voice echoed in my mind. She had been so lacking in spiritual energy lately that she wouldn't show herself to speak unless absolutely necessary: ​​"Xiangyuan, I remember this company. A few months ago, when I escaped from the mountains, I hid here for a while. Those undead who sacrificed themselves to me in search of power also escaped from this company."

Aihara paused slightly, then asked, "You know me well?"

Little Dragon Girl nodded: "Yes, I hid here under an assumed name for a long time, but I don't know how I was discovered later, and I was forced to embark on a life of escape."

Aihara's eye twitched slightly: "I don't know why? Heh, what if I told you that this is actually a stronghold that Ruan Xiangtian has been cultivating and building up over the years?"

Little Dragon Girl suddenly stopped talking.

Aihara wiped his face helplessly.

That's fucking stupid.

"Since you're so familiar with this company, I'll entrust this operation to you. But I have one more question: do you currently possess the ability to accept sacrifices?"

Aihara suddenly asked.

"No, after I merged with you, my life form also changed. Didn't you notice that my diet has changed? Before, I couldn't eat humans, whether they were normal immortals or dead apostles."

Little Dragon Girl hummed and explained, "I can only consume the purest spiritual essence, those naturally formed ancient relics, which have no human aura. I use my authority to contaminate them before I can eat them with peace of mind."

Only with the Divine Incense can I directly devour those Dead Apostles. What I need is the mutated spiritual essence within the Dead Apostles, but I don't want to be affected by the soul aura carried within that essence, as that would cause my sanity to collapse and plunge me into a state of madness.

As for normal immortal beings, they are even less likely to be eaten. It is extremely difficult to contaminate spiritual matter containing human energy, and forcibly transforming it would lead to a massive depletion of spiritual matter, resulting in greater losses for myself.

When it comes to the incense for communicating with the divine, Xiao Qi always feels that she has overlooked something, but it is not something particularly important.

Because she knew very well that the person who had once been quite important to her was right in front of her.

Aihara paused for a moment, then roughly understood.

Heavenly Principle has its own digestive system, and its most common way of eating is to accept sacrifices, using its authority to pollute pure natural spiritual matter in order to complete itself.

As for the spiritual essence of immortal beings, it carries their soul information, and consuming it will have an impact on them.

The Dead Apostles' spiritual qualities are alright.

Although eating it might drive you crazy, at least it will fill your stomach.

Even if the spirit essence of a non-dead disciple is consumed, it won't be of much use.

The spiritual essence is mostly lost during the transformation and mutation process, not to mention that it will cause madness after consumption.

It's like running five kilometers just to eat a single noodle.

The surface of this dish was also smeared with poison.

Pure innocent victims.

"Now I am the Heavenly Principle parasitizing your body. While losing some of my authority, I have also broken free from some of the constraints of the rules. Now, no matter how I eat, I will not be affected by the soul energy within the spiritual substance."

Little Dragon Girl said smugly, "So of course we have to eat the dead disciples, just like the energy-absorbing technique in martial arts novels!"

At that moment, Xiaolongnu suddenly realized: "Xiangyuan, you're not asking this question because you want to use a sacrificial ritual to seize a large amount of spiritual energy at once?"

Aihara remarked with a sigh, "You finally realized it."

Xiaolongnu pondered for a moment: "Theoretically, although I have lost the ability to accept sacrifices, I can still interfere with the ritual and forcibly plunder the spiritual essence that does not belong to me."

The sacrificial ritual begins by using black magic and alchemy to extract the natural spiritual essence from ancient relics. This essence is then transported into the natural world through a spiritual core that houses the flesh and blood of Heaven, where it is ultimately absorbed.

During this process, as the embodiment of Heaven's principles, I have every right to intervene; all I need to do is allow myself to touch the Spiritual Pivot.

Aihara's eyes lit up slightly: "Is this true?"

Little Dragon Girl thought for a moment and replied sweetly, "Of course, but that would interrupt the sacrificial ritual, and the Dead Apostles would not receive any power."

Aihara almost broke down: "Good heavens, we ate a free meal, who ever thought about paying?"

Xiaolongnu was stunned for a moment: "Aihara, you're really bad, you actually want to get something for free?"

Aihara sneered, "I not only want to get something for free, I want to take it all with me. If that underground organization can trade in Dead Apostles, why can't I, a legitimate Chosen One, do the same? These people use drugs to brainwash Dead Apostles, but we have real stuff that can make Dead Apostles believe it's real."

Although you reside within me, you are still a mythical creature, and you are still alive. The Dead Apostles don't know you've lost the ability to accept sacrifices, but as long as they smell your scent, they will still offer you as sacrifices for further evolution, won't they?

Little Dragon Girl was stunned: "Huh, it seems to be really feasible, but once the Dead Apostles lose their power, they will realize they have been deceived, and they will stop offering sacrifices."

This operation actually works.

Because once they complete their fusion, their bodies will mutate and grow dragon-like features again.

By simply peeling off a single dragon scale, one can create a spirit emanating the aura of a mythical creature.

The Dead Apostles will be able to smell the scent of the Mirage Dragon!

Aihara rolled his eyes: "Are Dead Apostles some kind of non-renewable resource? Are there only so many Dead Apostles in the world? Once the sacrificial ceremony begins, we can just plunder their spiritual essence and then eat them."

After killing them to cover it up, wouldn't no one know that the sacrificial ritual couldn't be completed? Before long, a new group of undead will come smelling the scent and hold a new sacrificial ritual, and we can repeat the same operation as before.

It's like having a fishing hook that emits the scent of bait, attracting wave after wave of fish until they're finally caught. The fish only realize they've been tricked the moment they're hooked, but they can never tell their kind. This was Aihara's idea, creating a perpetual motion machine so that Koki would never have to go hungry again.

Little Dragon Girl was dumbfounded: "It's a real shame you don't go to northern Myanmar to do telecom fraud. They eat people without spitting out the bones!"

Aihara smiled slightly: "Thank you for the compliment. This is the Dead Apostle Economy. You should learn from it in the future. If the plan is successfully implemented, we will make new history. Remember this great day; I call it the KFC Conspiracy!"

At that moment, a grand blueprint unfolded in his mind, and the enormous potential of the Dead Apostle Trade made him tremble slightly.

For some reason, Jiang Youqing glanced at the boy beside her and felt that the smile on his lips was particularly sinister and cunning.

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The sound of horns echoed down the long street, and the black Mercedes raced wildly along the highway like a beast, its red and blue lights flashing on the roof, its engine roaring powerfully and deafeningly.

"You have been locked on. Please surrender immediately."

"You have been locked on. Please surrender immediately."

The officer's indifferent voice echoed amidst the roar of engines.

The McLaren sped recklessly through the road, crashing through the median barrier and swerving left and right to evade police pursuit, eliciting gasps from passersby.

"Stop them at the next intersection."

Yu Ge's expression was solemn and serious. He gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands and shouted into the walkie-talkie, "The other side is suspected to be backed by the transnational mafia Araki-kai, and they are very likely to have considerable combat power. If there is any resistance, kill them on the spot."

The subordinate's reply came through the walkie-talkie; the communication seemed to be affected, with a hissing sound of static.

Officer Lin sat in the passenger seat, fiddling with his tablet, and said with a slight frown, "Another incident has occurred in the city."

Yu Ge's eyelids twitched violently, and her voice changed: "Something happened in the city? At this critical moment, could it be Xia Xia?"

Officer Lin glanced at him and shook his head, saying, "No, it's because the evil spirit and the spirit king were sparring in the city, which caused a powerful fluctuation in spiritual energy. We need to apply for control."

"A clash of titans?"
Yu Ge was taken aback, then let out a sigh of relief: "You scared me! I thought something had happened to our daughter. By the way, how is Xiaxia doing now?"

Officer Lin tapped the tablet, switched to the library's surveillance video, and saw a graceful young woman sitting on the floor in the sunlight. He said softly, "Studying."

Yu Ge was relieved: "For now, it seems that the memories of that ancient immortal have not affected her yet."

It wasn't that the couple was distracted by family matters while on official business; they genuinely had no other choice, as their daughter was a ticking time bomb.

No one knows how high the limit of the inheritance wedge that Yu Xia inherited is, but recently her rank has skyrocketed like a torrential rain irrigating a lake, and she has gradually gained great strength.

If Yu Xia gets out of control and does something heinous, the couple will be held responsible even if they die.

Yu Xia can no longer return to school. The police station has prepared a separate library for her and keeps her under close 24-hour surveillance to prevent her from going out of control.

“We need to hurry and wipe out this underground organization and the transnational gang behind it as soon as possible. If necessary, we will need to call in high-ranking law enforcement officers.”

Yu Ge said in a deep voice, "The senior executives of Xinda Shipping must be involved in something. Once we have the exact location where they are conducting the deadlifter trade, we will immediately apply for an arrest warrant. Notify teams one through six, and carry out the arrests in half an hour."

Officer Lin nodded slightly and said, "The tenth combat sequence of the Deep Blue Alliance has been deployed to cleanse the dead in the other side and is awaiting your orders."

Yu Ge hummed in agreement: "I understand."

With a sharp screech of brakes, the fleeing McLaren was brought to a stop by three police cars at the intersection. The suspect pushed open the car door and tried to escape, but was shot in the spine by a sniper. He staggered to the ground like a wild dog, blood gushing out.

"Close the net!"

Yu Ge yelled into the walkie-talkie, shoved the car door open, and strode forward: "Prepare to seal off the scene!"

Officer Lin unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car, shouting, "The other party is incapacitated; we must capture him alive. We need to get concrete information from him. Medical team, prepare to administer anesthesia immediately!"

The sounds of horns, brakes, and footsteps.

Mixed together.

The scene was in chaos.

Half a block away at the port, someone on the rooftop of a high-rise building used binoculars to observe the scene on the highway, revealing a meaningful expression.

"We were noticed after all."

His gloomy eyes were filled with gloom as he said softly, "It seems I have no choice but to cooperate with Mr. Ruan."

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Beiling Library, fourth floor study room.

Sunlight streamed onto the smooth floor. Yu Xia sat on the floor, holding an English conversation textbook. Her slightly reddish, curly long hair cascaded down, bouncing in the breeze.

She yawned with her head down, her white knitted sweater hanging loosely, revealing her delicate collarbone and rounded shoulders, along with the black bra straps that clung to her fair skin, exuding a seductive allure.

She wore light brown shorts under her shirt, revealing a pair of long, slender legs, and canvas shoes.

She was all alone there, the dust motes dancing like sprites in the bright sunlight.

Downstairs, however, there were patrolling police officers, vigilantly observing the situation in all directions, occasionally glancing up.

Yu Xia was engrossed in the book, seemingly lost in thought.

That's this moment.

She suddenly stood up, as if she were a ghost, leaving her body, and stretched.

"Please, my other self."

Yu Xia glanced back at herself, who was still standing there, and waved with a smile: "Don't give yourself away!"

Yu Xia, who was sitting on the ground, looked up from her oral English book, winked mischievously, and her eyes sparkled.

"The ability to create time avatars is truly amazing, but it takes a lot out of me. I can only use it once a day at most, otherwise I will faint."

Yu Xia carefully examined her condition and suddenly felt something rubbing against her feet.

It was a fluffy white fox, pure white as snow, with nine graceful tails.

Okay, I know you're hungry.

Yu Xia smiled and squatted down, patting its little head: "Sister will take you to find something to eat."

(End of this chapter)