The Law of Heaven

Chapter 131 Xiao Qi's Majesty

The executives of the Araki Club were having a meeting in the conference room. There were a total of nine people, six men and three women. They looked like a bunch of monsters and demons gathered together. The men were burly and strong, and the women had seductive makeup. They looked like thugs and gangsters, with a strong sense of江湖 (jianghu, the underworld).

"The situation is as you can see now."

Fu Bao said with a smile, "After the barrier of the evil zone is deployed, this city will face a complete cleansing. This is a critical period; even a rat in the sewer will be dragged out and slaughtered."

You are faced with two choices: either abandon everything you have and escape back to Japan by ship, or completely side with us and fight to the death.

Shi Rui and Shi Jian stood behind him like bodyguards, their size difference being quite exaggerated.

As one of the executives, Mori Ryuji has a strong and muscular build, with rock-like muscles, a neck full of gold necklaces, ten rings on his hands, and his exposed skin is tattooed with tigers and dragons.

With the boss absent, he, as the second-in-command, is the one in charge.

"Before the people from the Central True Academy arrived, the Deep Blue Alliance could have driven you all away in terror."

He grinned, a cigar dangling from his lips, and said, "Do we really think we'll have a way out if we cooperate with you?"

Other executives also scoffed at the idea.

Although the opponent is a Grand Master.

But their leader is also a Grand Master.

Nothing to be afraid of.

"is it?"

Fu Bao remained unconvinced. Despite his Waterloo at the Fog Mountain, he was still very confident: "We may seem to have failed, but the Heavenly Law Agreement has changed as a result. For the first time in a thousand years, a mythical creature has been resurrected in the mortal world. The supreme being from a thousand years ago has also been able to break through the seal of the rules and descend upon the world once again."

You are unaware of those ancient secrets, and naturally, you don't understand the intricacies of it all. But now, a path to heaven is laid out before you; it's up to you to seize it.

Changes to the Tianli Agreement...

Other executives, including Ryuji Mori, were also vaguely aware of this matter, which meant an unprecedented change in a thousand years and could very well lead to the return of the Age of Gods.

“We’ve been discussing this for a long time, and my time is precious. Let’s get straight to the point: I need that small sidewalk you have. It’s in a good location, and its size is just about right. Of course, I need your channels even more to transport those Dead Apostles.”

Fu Bao knew very well that this Araki would have a lot of influence overseas, and his methods were more unconventional than anyone could imagine. If they could make good use of him, it would definitely help their great cause.

Mori Ryuji narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Then we also need to know what you're trying to do, right?"

After a moment of silence, a strange smile appeared on Fu Bao's aged face, and he said calmly, "Now that the Heavenly Principles Agreement has changed and the seal on the rules has been broken, we will naturally use your dead disciples to awaken those remnants of Heavenly Principles that have died in the past."

It was as if a thunderclap was heard in the silence.

Someone cried out in alarm: "A catastrophe!"

The slightly younger executive frowned, pondered for a moment, and then asked his colleague, "What is a calamity?"

The elder replied in a low voice, "The so-called Heavenly Calamity is actually a kind of mythical creature, only a more primitive one. The Heavenly Calamity is the dead Heavenly Principle. After a large number of deeply evolved Dead Apostles are sacrificed, the remains of the Heavenly Principle from millions of years ago are awakened, and it is given new life."

The Heavenly Calamity lacks self-awareness; its authority is fragmented, its body is damaged, and its soul is a pieced-together incomplete creation. Yet, it can unleash a portion of its pre-birth power, like a wind-up toy, becoming extremely violent and ferocious before its power is exhausted.

You don't know because you're too young. This thing occasionally appears in some alternate dimensions from a thousand years ago, but it hasn't appeared in the present world for a thousand years. Now that the Heavenly Law Agreement has changed, the Heavenly Calamity might be awakened in the present world, and that would be a terrible disaster.

The executives suddenly realized.

"Mr. Ryuji."

Fu Bao chuckled and said, "We're old friends. Back then, we owe you a lot for providing information about the experimental subject, Omega. Although you arranged for someone to send her away before providing the information, we can understand that nobody wants to mess with a monster, right? Why don't we cooperate again and each get what we need?"

Ryuji Mori smiled and asked, "What's in it for me?"

Fu Bao smiled with satisfaction: "What do you say?"

These overseas forces share a common characteristic.

They are very powerful, have a lot of money, and their network of connections is unimaginably vast.

But they have a fatal flaw.

That is, a lack of inheritance.

In the world of immortal beings, the East is undoubtedly a sacred land, a blessed place with countless ancient traditions.

Beyond the four seas, all are barbarians.

This statement is not an exaggeration at all.

Japan is a country with a relatively long history, but most of its ancient traditions have fallen into the hands of Shintoism, resulting in a religious monopoly.

It's actually very difficult for underworld organizations like the Araki-kai to find any decent lineages, and the number of Grand Masters is extremely small.

This is the bargaining chip of the Blissful Assembly.

"Many people say that the Bliss Society is like a parasite, living in one organization after another. After squeezing out the remaining value of others, it will find another host."

Ryuji Mori was silent for a moment, then said while smoking his cigar, "But the conditions you've offered are indeed hard to refuse."

Fu Bao said gently, "We sincerely want to help you. If you don't cooperate with us, you probably won't be able to keep that small heterotopia you have."

The crowd's expressions changed slightly: "What do you mean?"

The alarm suddenly sounded.

The female secretary pushed open the door and whispered something in Mori Ryuji's ear, causing the burly man's expression to change slightly.

"Everyone, the Human Rights Enforcement Bureau has arrived."

Ryuji Mori took a deep drag on his cigar, coughing as he licked his teeth, and said, "The Deep Blue Alliance's operational order has also begun searching for those traitors planted in various secret outposts. We are about to face a war!"

The executives' expressions suddenly turned serious.

"If your company decides to start a war, we would certainly be happy to provide some combat support."

Fu Bao glanced back at the two bodyguards behind him, both of whom wore enigmatic smiles.

"We will fight to the bitter end and never surrender!"

Ryuji Mori raised his arm and threw a punch, embodying the spirit of Yakuza!

"We will fight to the bitter end and never surrender!"

Everyone shouted together.

Ryuji Mori gave him a wink.

The executives immediately understood his meaning and began discussing specific cooperation matters with the representatives of the Bliss Society.

This is the meeting format used by both parties.

Representatives from both the Paradise Society and the Araki Society came to negotiate.

Neither of their leaders were present.

Only after both sides have confirmed their intention to cooperate will their leaders meet upon receiving notification.

To advance the content of the cooperation as quickly as possible.

Ryuji Mori led another executive out and stood in front of the corridor, gazing at the harbor outside the window. His eyes reflected the azure sea, and he whispered, "I'm surrendering."

The executive was taken aback: "Why surrender?"

Mori Ryuji sneered, "This is called preparing for both sides. On one hand, we surrender to the Deep Blue Alliance, and on the other hand, we secretly cooperate with the Bliss Society. When one side loses, we defect to the other side and shift the blame to others. This is called playing both sides, and this is what I've always done."

As for the Central True Academy, let's not even consider it. Those people call themselves Celestial Dragons; they wouldn't even glance at us overseas barbarians, nor would they consider us human beings.

The executives were astonished by his wisdom: "Yoshi!"

Mori Ryuji said in a low voice, "Ki-kun, you dealt with the Ruan family before, right? You'll handle the surrender. First, try to gauge their attitude. Use some intelligence to negotiate terms with them."

"Hai!" Emon Kazuki's expression tightened, then he asked suspiciously, "But Ryuji-kun, aren't you afraid of being discovered by the boss? This is the act of a traitor!"

Ryuji Mori said seriously, "Ikki-kun, calling someone a traitor is vulgar. Aren't I also leaving a way out for the boss? If something really goes wrong, we'll just shift the blame to the Paradise Society. We'll say that the Paradise Society stole our surveillance footage from the other side and used the Dead Apostles to awaken the Heavenly Calamity!"

Kazuki Emon gave a thumbs up: "Sorry!"

Just as Mori Ryuji was about to go back to the meeting, his phone suddenly vibrated. He initially thought it was a message from his boss, but when he looked down, he froze, and his blood suddenly ran cold.

"Uncle Shinji, it's been a long time."

A brief message accompanied by a tongue-out emoji.

Shinji.

That was Mori Ryuji's former name, which few people know.

Even the eldest brother didn't know his name.

At least in this country, only one person knows his former name, but that person is probably dead!

That was when Ryuji Mori revealed some of his past secrets in exchange for a favor, in order to show his loyalty to the experimental subject Omega.

Using the monster's power, Mori Ryuji cultivated a group of highly evolved Dead Apostles, which earned him rewards from the organization, allowing him to climb step by step to the position of second-in-command.

Later, Ryuji Mori betrayed the monster, but he didn't go all the way and left her a way out.

They feared that extreme pleasure would lead to their abandonment after serving their purpose.

They were also afraid of retaliation from that monster.

Not long ago, Mori Ryuji learned of the monster's death and was actually relieved.

The monster is dead.

That way, no one will seek revenge on him.

But can anyone tell him what's going on with this text message?

"How could that monster still be alive?"

Ryuji Mori roared inwardly, "How is this possible!"

Then he received another MMS message.

The MMS message showed a Starbucks in a nearby shopping mall.

The other party's meaning is self-evident.

Mori Ryuji's expression was extremely unpleasant. He put away his phone and said, "The boss needs to see me. I'll go out for a bit."

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In the afternoon, the faint sound of cruise ship horns echoed from the harbor. In a street-side café, someone looked down at her chest; a dagger had pierced her chest unnoticed, and blood gushed out, thick and black.

This is a mature woman around thirty years old. Her graceful figure is wrapped in a black dress, but her exposed skin has an eerie dark blue color, and her blood vessels are pitch black, as if flowing with thick oil.

"Help!"

Screams started.

Two Lolita girls taking photos by the roadside were so frightened by what they saw that they dropped their phones and scrambled away, screaming that someone was killing them.

The waiters and customers in the coffee shop also witnessed this scene and screamed as they fled.

The once bustling street suddenly became deserted, with only a bloody murder scene remaining.

Aihara caught the woman's collapsing body from a distance, strolled over leisurely, and raised a finger.

His fingernails were dripping with blood, bent and barbed like sharp blades, releasing countless strands of blood.

Countless blood vessels wriggled out and probed into the back of the woman's head, frantically devouring the mutated spiritual energy within her body.

"Oh, so this is how the Chosen Ones hunt?"

Aihara suddenly realized that the mutated spiritual energy in the Dead Apostle's body had been completely devoured, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The blood vessels on his fingertips disappeared in the wind.

"Hmm~"

As the mutated spiritual energy was continuously absorbed by Xiaolongnu, her consciousness seemed to become increasingly active, and she let out a satisfied moan: "Aihara, soon I will be able to manifest the body of a baby dragon at any time!"

"No panting!"

Aihara admonished, "No strange noises allowed!"

Little Dragon Girl was puzzled: "But you're feeding me, and I feel really satisfied and comfortable!"

"You are not allowed to make such a sound."

Aihara rolled his eyes: "This seems to be a Death Apostle at the Stress Level. How much spiritual energy have you recovered?"

"Let me calculate, it's probably around 0.5%."

Little Dragon Girl replied.

"Pah! A stress-reactive level only has 0.5% spiritual quality, and your current maximum is only the Reincarnation level. If you reach the eighth level in the future, all the Dead Apostles in the world combined wouldn't be enough to fill your stomach. How can you eat so much?"

Aihara exclaimed in shock, "If it weren't for the Dead Apostle economy I envisioned, you'd be starving your whole life!"

Little Dragon Girl snorted, "Oh, you don't know anything! You should reach the eighth level first. Besides, as my power recovers, I can absorb external spiritual energy to complete a self-circulation. It's just that I'm too weak right now to have that ability. For now, as long as you restore my spiritual energy to more than 50%, that'll be enough for daily combat!"

Aihara rolled her eyes: "You better be!"

Jiang Youqing turned the corner, took out a bottle of wine and poured it on the corpse of the dead man, then took out a lighter and threw it over.

Flames ignited on the Dead Apostle's body.

"After killing the Dead Apostle, the body must be disposed of."

Jiang Youqing threw away the wine bottle and asked expressionlessly, "Captain Yunxiu and the others have already started their operation. You called me here this time just to help you kill Tu?"

"how is this possible?"

Aihara smiled and said, "I know you also want to find the Gospel and take revenge by killing Fukubo yourself. Don't worry, the person who can provide information will be here soon."

After showing off, he thought to himself, "Little Qi, please don't let me down. Will that person you mentioned come? Please don't let me be embarrassed in front of my beloved concubine."

Little Dragon Girl confidently snorted, "Of course, if he doesn't come, I'll twist his head off!"

Jiang Youqing frowned, feeling that this guy seemed to have some unexpected connections, even more useful than the company's intelligence network, which was unbelievable.

Of course, this is on the premise that Aihara did not exaggerate.

"Let's go in and have a cup of coffee first."

Aihara entered the store and sneered, "Hey, everyone's gone now, I can get a free coffee without paying."

Jiang Youqing looked at him with disdain: "Is that all you've got?"

"What to drink?"

"Cappuccino."

About five minutes later, a Bentley braked suddenly in front of the store, and someone furtively got out of the car.

It looks like a big rat that stole some cheese.

glance right and left.

(End of this chapter)