Chapter 154 Stupidity
The God-favored Clan are called natural ascenders because they have cut off the five desires and seven emotions, are extremely gifted, do not intermarry with humans, pass down their skills from master to apprentice, and live in seclusion in the mountains and forests for generations, unknown to the world.
Until a certain generation of heirs was tricked down the mountain by a prince of the royal family at the age of sixteen with the secret of ascension. He used his martial arts and luck spells to help the penniless prince ascend the throne to become emperor.
The successor was named the Imperial Master, but because he failed to obtain the secret of ascension, he could only stay in the palace, living in the Wujiang Palace, and enjoying imperial treatment for more than eighty years, until the emperor died. He was left behind by an imperial edict to take charge of government affairs and watched the young emperor ascend the throne. He guarded that country for more than a hundred years until he died for it.
It was so stupid that it seemed like a made-up story, but it was indeed something that a person with that kind of train of thought could do. Yan Zhong and himself were even more stupid for falling in love with such a person.
"I am willing to restore your memory and help you ascend."
Han Zhong looked at the surprised expression on the face of the man in front of him, lowered his eyes and glanced at the soul-calming bell and red bracelet on his wrist, and said lightly, "Just consider it as a reward for this."
Jiang Wu slept for a whole day and a night this time. He woke up early the night before and learned from Rong Anzhou that Jiang Wu paid a great price for the bell, which was why he was so weak that he fell asleep beside him.
Regardless of whether he is Yan Zhong or not, at least Jiang Wu did save him again this time, and what the other party wanted was nothing more than an ascension, and he agreed.
Seeing his cold expression, Jiang Wu said, "If you really don't like it, I will find a way to help you erase Yan Zhong's memory."
Han Zhong raised his eyes and looked at him, without saying yes or no, and asked another question, "Does the theft of the Qin family have anything to do with you?"
"Um."
“…”
Even though he had guessed it, Han Zhong couldn't help curling his fingers when he heard the other party say it himself. He almost said "That's illegal", but fortunately he stopped himself in time and just asked calmly, "What did you take?"
Jiang Wu took out the black jade ring from his pocket and placed it on the tea table.
Han took a closer look and was about to say that this was the black jade ring he had picked up from the cemetery behind Qingyang Temple, but suddenly he realized that the black jade ring in front of him seemed a little different.
Sure enough, the next moment Jiang Wu said, "This was found in the safe in Qin Jiawang's study. It's the same imperial black jade, but the things inside are different."
What's inside?
Han Chong confirmed that there was only a thin jade ring inside and it had no mosaic structure. What could be inside?
Without waiting for him to ask, Jiang Wu took off the black jade ring he had given her before from around her neck and placed them on the tea table. The two black jade rings of the same size and shape were almost indistinguishable when placed together.
Without waiting for him to ask, Jiang Wu raised his hand and floated above the two black jade rings. After a moment, a strange scene happened.
A black smoke-like thing floated out of the black jade ring at the Qingmingshan Cemetery. It looked like countless fine particles in the sunlight, or like a complete living creature, extremely fine and black, silently and gently winding and curling, entwining around Jiang Wu's fingertips, inexplicably sensing a sense of intimacy.
Han Zhong frowned, "What is this?"
"Soul. The soul is deep inside the altar of ordinary people, and the soul is inside the altar of monks. Both the soul and the soul have owners, but the soul in this jade ring has no owner."
Jiang Wu explained slowly, "The Siming clan mainly cultivates the soul and uses the soul to control spells. This masterless soul can heal the cracks in my soul."
Han Zhong automatically replaced the words soul and spirit with human consciousness and instantly understood what he meant, "Is this thing artificially created?"
"yes."
Jiang Wu couldn't help but say at this point, "I've never seen or heard of anyone being able to create a spirit. This is simply a divine method."
In Han Zhong's view, this is also impossible. No scientific and technological technology can create a consciousness out of thin air. Any consciousness depends on matter. Just like Wantu, the latest artificial intelligence system developed by Huayue Group, it is only based on an extremely powerful source code. It can get infinitely close to humans by constantly learning and imitating everything about humans.
But it has no consciousness, it only has a piece of source code. It does not think, and will never consider how it came about or why it exists. It is not afraid of death. It is just executing the instructions of its creator.
If Wantu had consciousness, then Han Chong, who created it, would undoubtedly have become a god who broke the existing philosophical and physical systems.
By the same token, an ownerless spirit created out of nothing does not exist.
However, Han Zhong did not express his opinion, but just quietly looked at the black mist lingering on Jiang Wu's fingertips. Suddenly, the black mist seemed to notice his sight and actually abandoned Jiang Wu's hand and came towards him.
The floating black soul swam towards him silently like a fish in the water, and then hovered in front of him, as if it was "looking" at him.
This idea was too absurd. Han Zhong couldn't help but frown. "What is the main component of the soul?"
"The power of the soul."
“…”
This was beyond Han Zhong's ability to understand. He could understand the soul as consciousness, but consciousness had no components. It was only observed in the form of brain waves, but it was still non-material in nature and did not have any kind of conscious power.
Jiang Wu probably knew that he couldn't understand, so he added, "For a cultivator, if the soul dies, it is a complete death. But if the soul is not dead, but only the body, it can be resurrected."
Just like himself.
However, Han Zhong raised his eyebrows and asked, "What aspects of resurrection do you mean? Memory? Brain waves? Or -"
He stopped talking abruptly because he found that the person opposite him was looking at him with a pair of clear eyes, and it was obvious that he didn't understand what he was asking.
Forget it, he can just go to Zhan Xiangchen and ask for this man’s medical examination report.
"How do you know that this black jade ring is in Qin Jiawang's hand?"
"It was just an accident. I originally wanted to ask Qin Jiawang about the fire ten years ago, but after I found out that he was willing to be cursed, I asked him where the most important thing was. He told me about the safe where the jade ring was."
"The fire ten years ago... That's why you came back here before going to the Qin family that night, met Rong Anzhou, and heard the conversation between Rong Anzhou and me, so you went to the Qin family."
"……Um."
The study was silent for a moment, and then Han Zhong's voice was heard, "Did you accidentally drop the red maple leaf in my room?"
Jiang Wu wanted to say that it was not dropped accidentally, but he put it there on purpose, because the red maple leaf accidentally fell on him on his way to Ziyuan, and he thought the pattern was very beautiful, so he wanted to give it to him.
Just like what I did before at Champs Elysées, I thought I could make him happy.