"Shen Lang, you broke through to the peak of the Heaven Realm at the age of twenty-five. No one among the younger generation worldwide can match you. However, when facing true old monsters, you're still a bit short of the mark."
Song Shaodao looked at Shen Lang and said, "I've seen your swordsmanship, it's very strong, but it's still some distance from the strongest. The same goes for your flying needle technique; its destructive power is insufficient. Therefore, next, I will pass on to you a cultivation technique passed down in our Song family. With the destructive power in your left hand combined with our Song family's ancestral technique, there won't be more than five people in the world who can defeat you then."
"However, even if you can't win, you will have the ability to protect yourself and will never lose your life."
"What?"
Hearing Song Shaodao's words, Shen Lang was shocked and said, "Uncle, does our Song family have ancestral cultivation techniques?"
"Of course. The ancestor of our Song family was a great general in the Tang Dynasty. He fought in the east and west for thirty years, and finally, during a campaign, he achieved a supreme skill and became the unparalleled number one powerhouse of that era. However, for a thousand years after him, no one in the Song family could cultivate this skill."
Song Shaodao continued, "This skill requires mastering the power of the five elements—gold, wood, water, fire, and earth—simultaneously. Then, the power of the five elements is merged with the power of lightning, finally transforming into a force that destroys everything. Its name is the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Art."
Shen Lang said, "I spent forty years mastering the power of the five elements. Later, after becoming sworn brothers with the old Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master Mansion, he taught me the Heavenly Master Mansion's Five Thunder True Law, which is why I was able to cultivate it successfully."
"In the past ten years, besides cultivating the Five Thunder Extreme Hand to a state of perfection, I have also figured out the method for transmitting the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Art. My successor no longer needs to cultivate as diligently as I did. As long as I transfer some of my Five Thunder Extreme Hand's true qi into their body, they can control and continuously strengthen this power."
At this point, Song Shaodao smiled, then sent a palm strike towards Shen Lang. The next second, Shen Lang felt an extremely terrifying force surge into his dantian, and finally flowed from his dantian to his limbs and bones.
When Shen Lang raised his hands, he found that his palms were naturally emitting lightning, with lightning essence swirling and inexhaustible.
Shocked, Shen Lang struck the office wall with a palm from a distance. The next second, the wall instantly shattered. The terrifying power made Shen Lang jump in fright. Such power with just a casual strike; if he were to gather all his strength for a palm strike, it was unimaginable.
"Shen Lang, the power of the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Art is different from the power in your left hand. The power in your left hand consumes a huge amount, and each use depletes a lot of your vitality, spirit, and energy. However, the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Art does not. The five elements are endless, and the lightning essence circulates. No matter how you use it, it will not backfire on you in the end."
"Therefore, I advise you to try not to use the power of your left hand as much as possible and to use the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Art more. This will not only reduce the damage from any backlash but also protect you. After all, the power of your left hand is too terrifying. An innocent man is guilty when he possesses a treasure. If people know about it, it will bring immense trouble to you and those around you."
Hearing his uncle's words, Shen Lang nodded and said, "My uncle's words make sense. Unless it's absolutely necessary, I won't use the power of my left hand again."
At this point, Shen Lang scratched his head and said, "Uncle, you are so good to your nephew. I also want to give you something in return, but I've thought about it, and there's nothing I seem to have that you would value. I want to share the power of my left hand with you, but it seems I can't do that yet, as I don't even know how it came about."
"You brat, your uncle doesn't need your reciprocation. All I need is for you to live a peaceful life and have a clear conscience."
Song Shaodao patted Shen Lang's shoulder, his tone filled with a warmth he had never shown before. "In this world, besides your mother, you are my only true relative. I hope you will be safe. This way, I can also account for myself to your mother and your maternal grandparents."
"Uncle, don't worry. I will not only protect myself but also take on the responsibilities I should."
Feeling the warmth of his uncle's affection, Shen Lang was deeply moved and made a promise to Song Shaodao.
"Good, then go and take up your post. From now on, you will lead the Criminal Investigation Department, and Qin Long will lead the Special Operations Team. I will be like a tiger with wings."
Song Shaodao sighed, "It would be even better if that girl Qing Han were here. I really don't know where she is now."
Since Gu Qinghan's name was mentioned, Shen Lang had not brought it up since she abandoned him and left without a word at the wedding. However, every time he heard this name, his mood was complex.
He loved Gu Qinghan, no less than he loved Wang Yuyan. But in the end, he was abandoned. This was something Shen Lang could not accept.
Finally, Shen Lang remained silent, smiled, and left Song Shaodao's office. Five minutes later, he arrived at the Criminal Investigation Department's office.
When Shen Lang entered, he found Yu Youwei and dozens of members busy at work, their eyes fixed on the case files, completely oblivious to his arrival.
Shen Lang did not disturb them. He walked out of the office and found a spot by the door to sit, quietly watching them work.
Shen Lang sat there for two hours until a middle-aged man carrying a bag of lunch boxes came in and, upon seeing Shen Lang, exclaimed in shock, "Section Chief Shen, why are you here?"
This middle-aged man was very excited to see Shen Lang because Shen Lang was his savior. If it weren't for Shen Lang, he would have been buried for a long time.
This man was Old Luo, the one who had suffered a sudden myocardial infarction the first time Shen Lang visited.
"Section Chief Shen, you saved my life. I will never forget it. Thank you."
Seeing his savior, Old Luo was extremely excited and kept thanking him.
"It's nothing, just a small gesture, not worth mentioning."
Shen Lang looked at Old Luo and smiled, "Has everyone been this busy all the time?"
"Alas..."
Old Luo sighed, "There have been too many major cases recently, especially after the laboratory on Paradise Island was discovered. We don't even have time to go to the cafeteria to eat. We can only work through the night."
"Is that so..."
Shen Lang heard this and sighed, "If this is the case, your bodies won't be able to handle it. If something like what happened to you before were to happen again, it would be bad."
"There's no choice. There are too many things to do and too few people, so dozens of people have to work this hard."
Old Luo chuckled bitterly, "If it were like before, then there would be nothing we could do."
"No, this situation must end now."
Shen Lang heard this and said, "Old Luo, go inside and tell everyone that your new director has arrived."
"What?"
As soon as he said this, Old Luo's eyes widened in disbelief.