"This is the token of the leader of the School of Arithmetic—doesn't that make it equivalent to the token of the Myriad Dharma Sect's leader?"
Only then did Wang Qi realize what an extraordinary thing this was. The ring suddenly seemed several degrees heavier in his hand.
Was this the weight of history, or the weight of power?
Had I grasped history, or seized authority?
Or perhaps both?
Just as Wang Qi was intoxicated by the sheer prestige of mathematics, Zhen Chanzi said, "The leader of the Myriad Dharma Sect seems to be on Xinyue Mountain. Want to take Mathematics over there and make him abdicate for a worthier man?"
"Heh, do you take me for an idiot?"
Taking Mathematics and becoming the leader of the Myriad Dharma Sect would be like digging up the Imperial Jade Seal from the ground in the twenty-first century, then running to Zhongnanhai to demand a coronation!
Unless the distinction between legitimate and concubine-born heirs had become part of the laws of physics, what idiot would support someone who dug up the previous dynasty's jade seal?
"Then what are you so happy about, brat?"
"This is an antique! And one with tremendous historical value!"
Zhen Chanzi asked, "Then does this thing have any use?"
After all, it had been Mount Luofu Mystic Clarity Palace's obsession for tens of millions of years. He could not possibly be indifferent to that question.
"This is an arithmetic artifact," Wang Qi said.
Zhen Chanzi was greatly startled. "An arithmetic artifact? A calculator?"
Arithmetic artifacts, shortened to calculators, took their name from Theory of Arithmetic Spirit and Soul, written by Feng Luoyi, the Free and Unfettered Cultivator and Hand of the Common People from the Myriad Dharma Sect. They were signature artifacts of the modern method. By the classification