The Law of Heaven

Chapter 76 The Selection of Ancient Relics
It was already 7 p.m. when Aihara and Kokai walked out of the sanatorium. The coastline was brightly lit and bustling with tourists.

“I have already sent people to Fushan Cemetery to investigate and collect evidence. I will notify you as soon as there are any results. This matter is of great importance, so it is best not to disclose it to anyone.”

Jiang Hai walked along the path covered with fallen leaves and suddenly asked, "What do you think of my daughter?"

Aihara was taken aback: "Uh, that's good."

Jiang Hai glanced at him: "You like her?"

Aihara hesitated for a moment: "Who wouldn't like such a wonderful girl as Wanwu-neechan? But I don't know if this is the kind of liking you're referring to."

Humans naturally have a possessive desire for beautiful things; this is an inescapable instinct in most people. However, it would be too superficial to simply call this "liking."

True liking is not just about wanting to possess, but about thinking about doing something and giving something in return.

Aihara, who is not yet eighteen, has never been in a relationship and his feelings about it are still rather vague.

"What kind of 'like' are you referring to?"

"You like her because she's young, beautiful, has a good figure, and comes from a wealthy family? But the question you should be asking is whether I want to be with her for the future, right?"

"Pretty much. You don't have any ideas for now?"

"It's hard for me to have ideas at my age."

Jiang Hai was silent for a moment, but he appreciated his frankness. He said indifferently, "Whether you like her or not, my promise to you will always stand. As long as you are willing, I will declare you to the outside world that you are a member of our family. I will find a way to get you into the combat ranks and give you the best resources, including the complete essence technique of my Jiang family, which can also be opened to you."

Aihara had been waiting for these words, and casually joked, "If you don't mind, I'd like to become your godfather!"

Jiang Hai, smoking a cigarette, twitched slightly at the corner of his eye: "I'm not Dong Zhuo, and you're not Lü Bu, so let's skip this."

Aihara didn't really intend to worship, and got straight to the point: "I don't need the Jiang family's Perfection Technique anymore, I already have my own inheritance. It's just that I'm about to advance in my cultivation level and I'm in dire need of ancient relics."

A hint of displeasure flashed in Jiang Hai's eyes as he frowned and said, "How can there be anyone who doesn't want my Jiang family's Perfect Technique? Even if you have the inheritance, you can still try to cultivate it as a secondary skill."

Aihara was taken aback: "Minor?"

Jiang Hai hummed in agreement: "It won't have the same powerful effect as a major, but a minor one can provide you with extra assistance. The Jiang family's Perfection Technique is called Super Brain Computation. After minoring in it, it can at least help you improve your computing power and make your abilities more precise. Through data modeling, you can achieve many things that are currently impossible."

For example, one person can control a dozen pens and simultaneously write a dozen exam papers on different subjects. Or one person can control ten knives and perform ten different knife techniques. Or one person can play on five computers and control five game characters.

As long as your brain capacity is sufficient, you can minor in multiple perfection techniques to continuously improve your abilities.

"What the hell?"

Aihara's heart skipped a beat; it was the first time he had ever heard that the Perfection Technique could be used as a supplementary skill.

It should be noted that the most powerful ability of the Tenfold Delusion he cultivated lies in its unparalleled compatibility.

By utilizing the characteristics of the Tenfold Delusion, it might be possible to integrate with the auxiliary technique of Perfection, thereby greatly enhancing its effectiveness.

Fu Wanghu's power may also stem from this!
"Since you've put it that way, of course I'll learn! I refused before because I was afraid I couldn't reach your level!"

Aihara said seriously, "Please don't mind!"

Jiang Hai raised the corner of his lips slightly and nodded slightly, saying, "Then after you go back, I will send you the teaching materials from the intranet."

Aihara was taken aback: "What textbook?"

Jiang Hai explained, "It's a math textbook."

Aihara had a bad feeling: "Huh?"

Jiang Hai sneered: "Super Brain Calculation is a classic academic school of thought called Perfection Technique. It requires you to have extremely strong mathematical skills, at least the level to win a national Olympiad award, just to even get a chance to enter the field. I checked your math scores, and they're just average."

At this rate, if you want to learn super brain computing, you would probably need to practice problems diligently every day for about two years to even get started.

Wait a minute, why are you making that face?

Aihara looked as if his parents had died, and said with a dark face, "Then I'd better not learn it. Having to learn math after becoming an immortal being, who can I reason with?"

Jiang Hai scoffed, "Mathematics is a language for communicating with truth; you mere mortals wouldn't understand it at all. In short, whether you learn it or not is your business; I'll give you the textbook."

As for the ancient relics you requested, you should ideally accumulate contribution points to exchange for them on the internal network, but you've been focused on the reserve sequence and haven't had the opportunity to go out and gain experience. I can give you special treatment since you saved my wife and daughter. However, the Jiang family currently only possesses these three types of top-tier ancient relics.

You can take a look; if you can't find the type you need, then I can't help you. The fusion of ancient artifacts often depends on fate; it's something you can't force.

The man handed over his phone.

Aihara leaned closer to take a look, and the information displayed on the phone detailed the three ancient artifacts collected by the Jiang family.

The first type of ancient artifact is called Nirvana Return to Purity.

This is an ancient relic originating from ancient India. It takes the form of a string of simple prayer beads and possesses the ability to grant near-immortality, along with extremely strong regenerative capabilities.

The second type of ancient artifact is called "Wuwei Rumeng" (meaning "entering the dream through non-action").

This is an ancient relic from the Western Xia period. It looks like a human eyeball and has the ability to induce visual hypnosis.

The third type of ancient artifact is called the Nine Phases Calamity.

This is an ancient relic from the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. At first glance, it looks like a piece of dead wood, but it contains the power of lightning.

"None of these are what I want."

Aihara doesn't know what he really needs either; he probably needs to see something suitable before he can make a choice.

Ancient artifacts are indeed rare and hard to come by.

According to the law of conservation of energy, after death, the spiritual essence of an immortal being that has fused with ancient relics will decompose over time and dissipate in a special form of energy.

This dissipated spiritual energy, after settling over time, can reattach itself to an object, and the ancient relic is reborn.

That's how top-tier ancient artifacts come about; they are formed from a large amount of dissipated spiritual energy, making them even more powerful.

Low-level ancient relics are formed from a very small amount of scattered spiritual energy, and their abilities are relatively ordinary.

It is said that most long-lived families will try to preserve the bodies of their clansmen by burying them in special ways to ensure that ancient relics can be recovered after many years.

"If you have any desired items, I can do my best to help you buy them. But you should also know that most top-quality ancient artifacts are not for sale unless you can offer something that the other party is willing to pay."

Jiang Hai took a drag of his cigarette and exhaled a smoke ring: "If you want to achieve the Grand rank, you must be careful in this regard."

Aihara scratched his head in distress: "I understand."

"That's all for today." Jiang Hai stubbed out his cigarette, turned around, walked to the car, and asked, "I still have work to do. Do you want me to give you a ride?"

Aihara roughly understood what the other party meant and quickly said, "No need, I have something to do too. I'll just take a taxi and go by myself. Anyway, I can get reimbursed by the company."

It was clear that both of them had their own urgent matters to attend to, and they tacitly agreed not to expose each other, so they parted ways hastily here.

No one expected that they would meet again at the entrance of the Central Hospital half an hour later.

The black Lincoln and the blue taxi were parked opposite each other in the parking lot like two bulls, with Jiang Hai and Aihara looking awkwardly silent in the bright headlights.

Aihara broke the silence first: "If you're worried about your wife and daughter, just say so. Why do you have to say you're busy with work? It's so awkward now. Why bother?"

Jiang Hai's eye twitched slightly, but he ignored him.

Aihara felt that this old man was not as cold and unapproachable as he seemed on the surface. He was probably just not good at expressing himself. He was like a heavy stone, hard but reliable.

Of course, it's also possible that she's a total tsundere.

Jiang Hai carried his suitcase and took the elevator upstairs.

Aihara also went upstairs, and all the floors were the same.

Jiang Hai couldn't take it anymore, so he randomly pressed a button on one floor and stopped, then turned around and started climbing the stairs.

"Director Jiang, you're getting on in years, climbing stairs isn't good for you, is it? Why don't I climb it for you? Please come in..."

Aihara couldn't stand it anymore.

"Do not bother me."

Jiang Hai coldly uttered a sentence.

"That old guy is pretty arrogant."

Aihara shook his head and stepped out of the elevator.

Medical staff were busy in the corridor, and the lights in the intensive care unit were still flashing. Xiao Li was lying inside receiving emergency treatment, and the surgery was said to have gone relatively smoothly.

Aihara stood at the door for a while, remembering that the chubby girl still remembered the favor she received at KFC. Unconsciously, she clenched her fist and exhaled a breath of stale air.

If only he were a little stronger.

This wouldn't happen today.

Aihara turned and left.

In the ward next door, Master Zhou lay on the bed with an IV drip, muttering something to himself while typing something on his laptop.

"Master, when did you become so diligent?"

Jian Mo, wrapped up like a dumpling, lay on the hospital bed and casually asked, "Still working even while hospitalized?"

Master Zhou said "Oh," and then added, "That young man surnamed Xiang wanted to go to the library to read books, but he couldn't understand anything. I'll translate the content that interests him and add some annotations, then he'll be able to understand it, won't he?"

Jian Mo was taken aback: "You're really that kind?"

Master Zhou scoffed, "Nonsense! I've studied for so many years and accumulated so much knowledge, isn't it all for showing off at this moment? Applause, you know!"

Jian Mo clapped for him and sighed, "We owe it all to that kid today, otherwise we would all be in trouble."

Master Zhou sighed, "Yes, now we just hope that Xiao Li can pull through the surgery. I remember she has a seriously ill grandmother at home, right?"

Jian Mo nodded and said, "Miss Jiang went to see her tonight, and Xiao Li's grandmother is doing well."

Aihara listened at the door for a while, then just smiled silently and didn't go in to disturb them further.

Finally, Xiangyuan went to the end of the corridor and knocked on the door.

Jiang's mother is still asleep while receiving an IV drip.

Jiang Wanwu was dozing off by the bedside when she heard the knock on the door. She turned around, her sleepy eyes suddenly brightening with a captivating gleam: "You're back?"

Aihara hummed in agreement and reassured her, "Don't worry, the conversation went very smoothly, and your father didn't make things difficult for me."

"Great, ouch..."

Jiang Wanwu suddenly stood up to hug him, but inadvertently frowned slightly, feeling a little pain.

Aihara noticed the burns on the woman's back, which she had probably sustained during the battle earlier that day. After the attack, she had been so busy taking care of her mother that she hadn't had time to treat them.

"Let me do it."

Aihara noticed a first-aid kit by the bed, took out gauze and ointment, and went around behind her, saying, "You too, why didn't you call a medical professional to treat it? Such a beautiful back, it would be such a pity if it were left with a scar later."

"So thoughtful?"

Jiang Wanwu didn't mind him applying the medicine for her, and hummed, "What, are you treating my body as your private property now? Don't worry, with today's technology, removing scars is still very simple... Ah!"

A chill ran through her, and she plopped down on the bed.

At this moment, the zipper of her black dress was unzipped, exposing her fair and jade-like back to the air. Her delicate shoulder blades undulated slightly, and the swollen burns were particularly noticeable.

"Then you still have to apply the medicine properly."

Aihara tried his best to restrain himself from admiring the woman's half-naked appearance and focused on applying the ointment.

Jiang Wanwu sat obediently on the bed with her back to him. A strange feeling welled up in her heart, like an electric current. She had never had such intimate contact with anyone before, and her cheeks were burning red.

In the corridor outside the ward, Jiang Hai, carrying a suitcase, was unsure whether he should go in, so he simply went to the restroom to smoke.

At that very moment, he received a phone call.

"Chief, the investigation has yielded results."

The assistant exclaimed in horror on the phone, "It's exactly as you said, the DNA doesn't match at all!"

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