I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

Chapter 238: Chapter 137: Inquiring Spirit

”Sun Yun.”

Gongyang Jin called out the drunkard, and Sun Yun immediately stepped forward, his Contracted Spirit transforming into a palm-sized wine gourd, beginning to pour wine over the entire bottom of the mine.

The theoretical load capacity of the Contracted Spirit wine gourd is endless.

Soon, a layer of liquid began to accumulate at the bottom of the mine, and as the wine level slowly rose, it covered everyone’s knees.

Those deceased shaped under Virtual-Real Technology were already reformed under the Spiritual Power provided by the Energy Bricks.

Just like the revived Tier Seven Punishment Knight before, they wanted to attack everyone.

But in the next second, the air was filled with the aroma of wine, slowly immersing them in it, falling into the state of ”Intoxicated,” unsteady both physically and mentally, swaying side to side.

It wasn’t that Drunkard Sun Yun’s means were particularly strong, he just took advantage of certain key favorable factors like timing, location, and human harmony.

For example, the mine bottom is like an overturned bowl, the wine aroma cannot dissipate, the concentration grows higher and higher, it can be considered a home-field advantage.

Revived people have a diminished power compared to when they were alive, with this and that offsetting each other.

”Are they all controlled?” Gongyang Jin asked, looking at these people whose eyes were cloudy and expressions were dizzy.

Sun Yun nodded.

”But it won’t last long, we must act quickly.”

Maintaining the state of the wine fog requires the consumption of Spiritual Power, especially to maintain such an extent and scope, even Sun Yun finds it challenging.

Gongyang Jin sheathed the great sword in her hand and carried it on her back once more, walking forward.

In front of her stood a young man in his early twenties, his chest had a large gaping wound, nearly penetrating his entire torso.

The Particle of Virtual-Real almost perfectly replicated his state at the last moment before his death.

”Who killed you?”

Asked, the young man’s facial expression twisted for a moment, quickly replaced by puzzlement, then turned blank and drowsy, drunkenly unaware.

”Quinti. I traded one for one with him, it’s worth it.”

”Where were you when you died?”

”Slaughter Battlefield. Our luck was too bad this time, we were randomly sent to an Ancient Battlefield, more suitable for the Knight’s battle. I don’t know whether the Anti-Xia Alliance can win, but if it’s Lord Gongyang Jin, she will definitely achieve ultimate victory!”

Even in an unclear state, the tone of the young man spoke with a hundred percent confidence in Gongyang Jin.

Gongyang Jin nodded.

This matched the information she knew, proving that the revived individual possessed memory information.

As a survivor of the last Slaughter Battlefield, Gongyang Jin clearly remembered the difficulty level of that time.

They were randomly sent to an Ancient Battlefield, where there were powerful Ancient Knights, formidable Ancient Alien Races, and mighty Ancient Machines.

Yet there was no existence aligning with the Anti-Xia Alliance, it was like a group of professional players competing with another group who were all using cheats.

The difficulty was beyond imagination.

This greatly enhanced the value of Gongyang Jin fighting out from the Slaughter Battlefield.

Back to the original point.

Gongyang Jin raised her next question.

”Where did you go after you died?”

The events before death were merely used to verify whether the resurrected ones possessed true memories, but matters post-death were what Gongyang Jin was most concerned about.

”Where did I go after I died...” Asked this question, the young man’s brows furrowed.

Even in a drunken state, his expression began to grow pained.

”I went... went... to a bamboo forest.”

A bamboo forest? Gongyang Jin was a little surprised upon hearing this answer.

She had considered countless possible answers, like Hell, like The Other Shore of the Yellow Springs, like consciousness lingering in the Slaughter Battlefield, but she had never thought it would be a bamboo forest.

”What’s in the bamboo forest?”

”Inside the bamboo forest, there is...”

The young man’s words came to an abrupt stop, as if stuck, Gongyang Jin waited for a moment, but did not hear him say the latter half of the sentence.

Not only that, she also noticed the light in the young man’s eyes began to dim.

In the blink of an eye, his flesh and blood collapsed again, and the entire person returned to nothingness.

Dead.

Gongyang Jin’s body was filled with vigorous Sword Qi, with sensitive perception of the surrounding void through Sword Qi, she did not discover any of the young man’s Particle of Virtual-Real.

Second death means complete dispersal.

This sudden change astonished the Anti-Xia Alliance members behind Gongyang Jin.

”What’s in the bamboo forest? First? What first?” The young man who had crossed paths with Han Zhan previously, using a white trash bag, subconsciously asked aloud.

”Ancestor? Mister? Sage? First...” Someone followed up with a bunch, but no one could decide which one it was.

Pure guesswork.

”No need for that, there’s still a lot that can be asked.” The calmest and most rational one was Gongyang Jin.

She seemed to have foreseen this scene in advance, her face wasn’t overly surprised, and instead she walked up to the second revived Anti-Xia Alliance member and asked the same question as before.

”Where did you go after you died?”

”A... bamboo forest...”

Still the same answer.

But this time, Gongyang Jin did not ask about what was in the bamboo forest, instead she changed the question.

”After you died, did you always stay in the bamboo forest?”

”I... I... seem to have stayed inside for a hundred years, and then I’ve been wandering here.”

A hundred years, after a hundred years, wandering here.

Gongyang Jin summarized the other party’s words.

Which means, the spirits, let’s call them that for now, the spirits after death were captured into a bamboo forest, staying there for a hundred years.

After a hundred years, these spirits returned to the depths of the underground of the City of Extreme Evil, unconsciously wandering here.

Until they were discovered by the Mechanical Sect using the Particle of Virtual-Real, reconstructing and forming their original appearance.

This flashed a term in everyone’s mind - Soul Returns to Heaven and Earth.

After this, regardless of what Gongyang Jin asked next, the other party was unable to answer.

It seems the memories of these spirits ceased to exist after their entry underground.

But through inquiry, Gongyang Jin had already obtained the two most crucial conclusions, or rather clues.

...

”Sanglia died during the last Slaughter Battlefield, why does he say he spent nearly a hundred years in that so-called ’bamboo forest’.”

”How did the Mechanical Sect discover these spirits scattered throughout the City of Extreme Evil? Are there spirits existing in other places?”

When Han Zhan brought these two points up, Zhan Ning and Yu Lian looked at him with newfound respect.

”How does your brain grow, is it always this smart?”

”Can you share some of your intelligence with me?”

Ignoring these two, Han Zhan focused his gaze on the Fallen Knight, awaiting his final response.

The Fallen Knight’s warhorse seemed unusually restless, stamping its hooves and let out a troubled low roar.

”I don’t know.”