I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

Second day, noon.

Yesterday’s holy war lasted too long, with the Great Demon Lucifer and the Grand Angel Gabriel leading the attack, aided by the Fallen Nun.

The difficulty was no less than pioneering a world.

Thankfully, Han Zhan won the final victory.

He proved that ultimately, there was no problem.

”Ah Zhan, not sleeping for a while longer?”

Seeing Han Zhan leave the bed, Shang Siteng, who was also awake, asked.

”No, today I have two matters to see if I can resolve.”

Han Zhan paused, turned to look at Shang Siteng.

”Yesterday, you used the Nuwa Stone to help me remove the ’Bob’ chip from my brain. If it’s a nervous breakdown caused by excessive spiritual power depletion, do you think the Nuwa Stone can repair it?”

”Theoretically, it can.”

Shang Siteng pondered before answering.

”The Heaven’s Origin ability of the Nuwa Stone is to deconstruct and reorganize. As long as the disordered nerves are completely broken down and then reshaped correctly, it should be possible.”

Seeing Shang Siteng’s view aligned with his own, Han Zhan nodded.

”So I plan to go to a sanatorium now.”

The largest sanatorium in North County is in a city a hundred kilometers from Julu Pass.

The journey was smooth and unobstructed.

Not only that, but many Great Xia People from North County waved their hands like seeing a superstar when they noticed Han Zhan and the others.

Even though Great Xia didn’t deliberately publicize it.

The news that Han Zhan returned and successfully brought back the energy bricks spread at a remarkable speed.

The cold and snow were blocked outside North County, and the piled ice and snow began to melt.

The change in environmental weather and city energy made the once nervous hearts unite again.

Most of those residing in the sanatorium are injured Combat Spirit Contract Masters and Contracted Spirits.

They were even more excited than ordinary people upon seeing Han Zhan.

”I couldn’t tell you’re so popular in Great Xia.”

Shang Siteng watched the scene and reflected.

”Money is easy to earn, but human hearts are hard to gain.”

”I finally understand why you chose Titan City as your goal, and why you worked so hard in Qinse World.”

It’s because of the responsibility on your shoulders.

The two spoke as they walked into the sanatorium, arriving at a special room.

A man lived in the room; despite his unkempt beard, his appearance was only in his early thirties, though his behavior seemed a bit deranged.

A madman.

”Ye Qiu, once the head of the Third War Zone, also my senior brother.”

Han Zhan introduced him to Shang Siteng.

”In the battle with the Old Covenant Apostle, he overused spiritual power, causing a mental breakdown.”

”You want to treat him with the Nuwa Stone?”

Shang Siteng understood.

”I’ll give it a try.” Shang Siteng said, and the Nuwa Stone was conjured up with a dazzling glow.

In an instant, Ye Qiu’s brain nerves were broken down into countless tiny particles.

”His strength?” Shang Siteng controlled the Nuwa Stone, still having the energy to speak in wonder.

”My third Senior Brother’s Contracted Spirit has died, and all Combat Spirit Contract Masters in the Third War Zone perished. He somehow fought almost all the Apostles to death and now has no cultivation left.”

”No wonder.”

The speed of the Nuwa Stone’s Heaven’s Origin ability varies according to the target’s strength.

The stronger the strength, the less affected by Heaven’s Origin.

The Alien Race Origin lacks a realm, being mere dead matter, so these rules don’t apply to it.

As Shang Siteng spoke, she sped up the reorganization.

When Ye Qiu’s brain was restored, barely a second had passed.

The distinctive smell of disinfectant made Ye Qiu frown.

He raised his head in confusion, looking at Han Zhan and Shang Siteng standing beside him.

”Who are you?”

Ye Qiu’s words made Han Zhan’s hopeful smile freeze.

No effect?

How could there be no effect?

His brain was reshaped using Heaven’s Origin, which should have returned everything to normal!

”Don’t look at me, I’m unsure too.”

Shang Siteng shook her head upon meeting Han Zhan’s gaze.

”The human brain possesses extremely complex neural deconstruction; whether reshaping might have other side effects is something we’ve discussed before.”

Ye Qiu was awake but had forgotten past memories.

Awakening?

Faced with such circumstances, Han Zhan and Shang Siteng were at a loss.

They could only leave Ye Qiu to the doctors, watch his recovery, and see if lost memories could return.

After Han Zhan and Shang Siteng left, the newly awakened Ye Qiu watched their departing figures in confusion.

”Who are they?”

”Why do I feel empty, as if I’ve forgotten something crucial?”

The doctor reassured Ye Qiu, ”Commander Ye, your waking up is already a medical miracle.”

”Regarding memories, we can slowly try to recover them.”

”Lord Han Zhan has returned with energy bricks, and there’s plenty of time left for Great Xia.”

”Great Xia.” Ye Qiu echoed the term unconsciously.

”Great Xia.”

…

Leaving the sanatorium, Han Zhan and Shang Siteng headed to Wei Qing’s retreat.

Wei Qing was sparring with his Contracted Spirit.

Han Zhan rarely saw Wei Qing’s Contracted Spirit, a capable woman in red, dressed like Wei Qing in pure martial attire.

”Senior Brother, Senior Sister.”

Han Zhan greeted them.

The woman in red smiled and nodded at him.

Wei Qing ended the sparring, the blood surging, his Tier Eight Peak strength saturating the air with blood energy.

”Anything you need?”

”Heard your strength has increased recently, want a practice session?”

Han Zhan quickly shook his head like a rattle drum.

”I’m here for Senior Brother’s arm.”

”Siteng has awakened a Nuwa Stone Contracted Spirit, which can reshape the body, able to recreate Senior Brother’s arm...”

Han Zhan’s words were interrupted by Wei Qing’s gesture.

”No need.”

Wei Qing’s reply surprised many, except perhaps his Contracted Spirit.

”Senior Brother, wouldn’t it be good to recover your arm?”

”It’s unnecessary. Whether it’s one arm or two doesn’t matter to me; if my strength is formidable, one punch is enough for my enemy, why need a second punch?”

”Moreover, losing an arm is due to not training diligently enough. It’s a lesson, a reminder.”

Senior Brother’s thought process is indeed unconventional.

”Let him be. Once he surpasses Tier Eight, breakthroughs to Tier Nine, he’ll come asking for the arm restoration.”

The woman in red joked.

What’s the reasoning here? Han Zhan couldn’t understand, but with Senior Brother’s word, he couldn’t force him.

Returning from Wei Qing’s, Han Zhan and Shang Siteng found second Senior Brother Lin Jingxuan waiting at the doorstep.