My Wife is a Hidden Big Shot

Chapter 264 - 256: This Sheepskin Is a Treasure

Beta Morgan was so stunned he was speechless for a long time.

The Snow Wolf King?

Isn’t that a creature of legend?

It’s said to be the king of wolves, and highly intelligent.

"Aurora... does the Snow Wolf King really exist?"

Aurora Sinclair nodded. "Whitlock likes to stay in the mountains. He only comes down to find food when he’s hungry."

Alvin Morgan coughed again, and Aurora Sinclair immediately switched her wording. "Silver prefers my master."

Silas Morgan glanced at his master and suppressed a laugh. "Is it really pure white and intelligent?"

Aurora Sinclair thought for a moment before nodding. "Apothecary Warner said it’s pure white because of an illness, but it’s very smart. It can rescue people."

"Rescue people?"

"There was an avalanche in the Kaelan Mountains once. Silver led my master to rescue a few villagers, and after that, the people at the foot of the mountain started worshiping it as the Wolf God."

Beta Morgan’s eyes lit up. He was just about to say they should go to Sunstone to see the Snow Wolf King when they returned to Veridia, but his walkie-talkie suddenly crackled to life.

"Beta, get over here. Donovan Lockwood can’t stop coughing up blood."

Beta Morgan’s expression immediately turned serious. As soon as the car stopped, he grabbed his medical kit and got out.

A moment later, he came right back to get Aurora Sinclair to treat internal injuries.

Alvin Morgan suddenly said, "Don’t heal him completely."

Aurora Sinclair nodded.

Most of Donovan Lockwood’s meridians had been damaged by the Masovian Guardian. A thread of ’Power’ was still inside him, continuously destroying his meridians.

It was only because of his high level of strength that he’d lasted this long.

Aurora Sinclair quickly struck his acupoints, trapping that thread of ’Power’ within his Dantian.

***

「Black Wolf Stronghold.」

After Donovan Lockwood woke up, he specifically asked to see Arthur Lockwood.

Beta Morgan was about to say the man wasn’t there, but to his surprise, Aurora Sinclair simply said, "One moment."

Then she wheeled his master over.

Looking at the man and woman before him, Beta Morgan suddenly felt as if the little white rabbit had been led astray by the big bad wolf.

Donovan Lockwood asked Alvin Morgan to spare him for the sake of their blood ties, but Alvin refused.

Donovan Lockwood was furious. "I am a victim!"

"But you were also a perpetrator. The massive explosion you caused when you escaped the lab killed a total of one hundred and eighty-three people," Alvin Morgan replied coolly.

"They deserved it."

"But many of them were ordinary researchers who knew nothing about Project A."

Donovan Lockwood glared at him angrily. "So we should have just let them destroy us?"

Alvin Morgan’s expression was calm as he continued, "Let’s say you were victims back then, forced to kill out of desperation. What about now? Your hands are stained with the blood of quite a few people from the slums of Masovia, aren’t they?"

Donovan Lockwood was at a loss for words.

After a long silence, he finally said, "I just want to survive."

"Let me live, and I’ll tell you a secret about people like us."

Alvin Morgan glanced at him, then had Aurora Sinclair wheel him away.

The light in Donovan Lockwood’s eyes dimmed. He suddenly burst into laughter, a sound filled with endless despair.

His laughter subsided. He stared blankly at the door and muttered, "You’ll regret this! You’ll definitely regret this..."

A strange smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

A few days later, after the Black Wolves had transferred all the prisoners to the International Penitentiary, Alvin Morgan prepared to take Aurora Sinclair back to Veridia.

Before they left, a very reluctant Mia and Arthur pulled Aurora Sinclair to see Ahm, saying she had something to give her.

Mia’s Ahm took a small, tattered piece of sheepskin from inside her clothes and pressed it into Aurora Sinclair’s hand.

Arthur was shocked.

This piece of sheepskin was Ahm’s family heirloom, passed down through generations. She had always kept it carefully hidden against her skin, never letting anyone see it.

Even he and Mia had only seen it a few times.

He never imagined Ahm would give it to Aurora Sinclair.

"Beautiful girl, in the place where the sun rises, you shall find an eternal treasure. It will grant you infinite power and guide you to the highest throne..."

The old woman chanted an unknown poem, her hands pressed together as she kowtowed reverently to Aurora Sinclair from her bed.

Seeing this, Mia and Arthur, who were standing nearby, also knelt and performed a strange ritual bow.

***

「High in the sky, tens of thousands of miles above the earth.」

Alvin Morgan was carefully studying the Sheepskin Scroll.

The script on it was ancient, like a lost language from the era of the great primeval powers.

"Beta Morgan, go get a basin of water."

He had noticed a small amount of oil seeping from the Sheepskin Scroll.

’There must be something hidden inside,’ he thought.

Alvin Morgan placed the Sheepskin Scroll in the water.

A dense layer of oil slowly rose to the surface. Then, the oil gradually turned black and quickly formed an ancient map in the water.

It also contained a dense string of unknown text.

Alvin Morgan immediately took a picture of the map with a camera.

When he took the Sheepskin Scroll out, a thin layer of oil paper peeled away from it, revealing a surface that was as clean as if nothing had ever been on it.

Alvin Morgan pinched the thin paper. It was a special kind of oil paper, but he didn’t know what method had been used to seal it to the sheepskin.

Now, contact with water had separated the oil paper from the sheepskin again.

Alvin Morgan’s brow furrowed slightly. He had Beta Morgan retrieve his case.

From inside, he took out a yellowed, ancient book.

"Aurora, feel the material of these two."

Aurora Sinclair’s expression grew focused. She carefully felt the ancient book and the thin sheet of paper.

She looked at Alvin Morgan in disbelief.

"They could be artifacts from the same period. May I try something?" Alvin asked.

Hesitation flickered in Aurora Sinclair’s eyes. "Let me think."

Alvin Morgan reached out and ruffled her hair. "It’s just a guess. I could be wrong."

Aurora Sinclair looked at the sect’s greatest treasure in her hands, traced the characters on it one more time, and finally handed it to Alvin Morgan. "Master gave this to you, which means he trusts you. Go ahead."

Alvin Morgan’s lips tightened into a thin line.

***

He took out several instruments from his case, which he had originally prepared for studying the ancient book. They would be perfect for this.

"Aurora, take out that Sheepskin Scroll and spread it flat on the table..."

The two of them carefully blew the moisture off the surface, laid a page from the ancient book flat on the Sheepskin Scroll, and pressed it down with a block.

Unexpectedly, the page from the book adhered to the Sheepskin Scroll on its own.

It was a perfect fit.

They both saw a flicker of pleasant surprise in each other’s eyes.

Then, they carefully peeled the page off and placed it in a fresh basin of clean water.

Aurora Sinclair felt her heart leap into her throat. She held her breath, staring motionlessly into the basin.

After the paper entered the water, the training diagrams on it quickly blurred and bled.

The sight made Beta Morgan’s heart ache. This was the ultimate technique of the Radiant Void Sect!

’If the Master ruins this, he’ll be a pariah in Veridia’s Martial World,’ he thought.

Although the ink in the basin had bled, it soon seemed to take on a life of its own, rearranging itself in the water to form a different diagram.

"It’s changing..."

Beta Morgan was so excited he was on the verge of tears. His eyes were wide as he quickly took a photo of the new diagram.

When Aurora Sinclair took the page out, it had become a clean sheet of oil paper, identical to the one that had originally come off the scroll.

She carefully set the clean oil paper aside to dry.

Then they started on the second page.

Before the plane landed, the secrets of the entire Radiant Void Boxing Manual had been revealed.

"Master, this sheepskin is a real treasure," Beta Morgan said gleefully, hugging the Sheepskin Scroll. He looked just about ready to build a shrine for it.

Alvin Morgan shot him a cool glance and told him to contact a boxing studio near the airport.

After the plane landed, the three of them rushed eagerly to a VIP boxing studio, ready to watch Aurora Sinclair practice the new fist technique.

Aurora Sinclair had already read through the entire boxing manual on the plane.

Now, she began practicing in the studio, her movements shockingly fluid.

Beta Morgan’s blood boiled with excitement as he watched.

But she only practiced for a short while before stopping.

Her expression was unnatural, as if she were forcefully suppressing something.

Alvin Morgan’s expression immediately grew tense. "Aurora, what’s wrong? Is there a problem with the boxing manual?"