I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

Chapter 421: Chapter 320: Look at This Pie—So Big and So Round

”No problem! I guarantee to complete the task!”

Li Wu pounded his chest resoundingly.

The High Priest nodded in satisfaction.

However, there were three people present. If the task was only meant for Li Wu, there was no need to summon Han Zhan.

Since Han Zhan was called, there must be something that required his presence.

Han Zhan wasn’t a fool.

After hearing Li Wu’s enthusiastic declaration, he maintained his posture with both hands in his pockets.

He was just short of tilting his head 45° towards the sky and whistling a few tunes.

The High Priest’s offer was meant for Li Wu, not for me. Do I need to buy into it?

Moreover, his relationship with Li Wu wasn’t close enough to go all out to help him complete the task.

”Your name is Han Zhan, correct?”

The High Priest broke the silence, sensing Han Zhan’s reluctance to speak up.

”Li Wu mentioned that you are from the Fu Xi Race.”

”Ever since the outbreak of the curses, more and more tribes have secluded themselves. It’s been a long time since we’ve seen a descendant of the Fu Xi Clan.”

”...”

Han Zhan still remained silent.

The High Priest’s face, layered with fat, seemed to have its features squeezed even smaller by the fat.

”I heard you’re skilled in alchemy. I can offer you the entire output of the herbal fields around Hejian Village.”

”I appreciate the High Priest’s kindness, but alchemy is just a pastime for me, not my main profession.”

Han Zhan politely declined the High Priest’s offer.

The reason is simple.

He had previously collected a large amount of contaminated herbs; his current stock was sufficient.

While the herbal field’s yield sounded appealing, cultivating herbs took time, and Han Zhan couldn’t stay in this Fruit World for too long.

Seeing Han Zhan’s expression, the High Priest realized he was different from Li Wu.

After all, Li Wu was one of the Jiuli Clan people. Even if he didn’t buy into the offer, he was still part of the Jiuli Tribe.

But Han Zhan was different.

Not only was Han Zhan not part of the Jiuli Race, but strictly speaking, the next task was indispensable to him.

In short, they were seeking his help.

Of course, this could only be analyzed internally, not openly expressed.

Saying it outright would surely give Han Zhan control over the entire situation, making it even harder to achieve their goal.

”Our Hejian Village has quite a few weapons and armors, all of which are top-notch.”

”I don’t need them,” Han Zhan shook his head again.

He had enough weapons, and as for armor, he had the Demon Crossing Cloak. There were indeed better armors, but they weren’t likely to be given as a reward.

The High Priest was only at the Tier Eight Realm; if he had Tier Eight items, wouldn’t he need them himself?

Herbs, weapons, armor—none worked.

After contemplating, the High Priest finally thought of something the other party couldn’t refuse.

”I have a cultivation technique here.”

”It was created by the Demon God. The Great Chief Chi You once said that mastering it could rival the gods!”

”If you’re interested, I can lend it to you.”

A cultivation technique created by the Demon God, endorsed by Chi You? What a compelling hook.

Han Zhan crossed his arms and, after pondering for a moment, said, ”Bring it out first, let me take a look.”

”A Jiuli Tribe’s cultivation technique might not suit me. If it doesn’t fit, wouldn’t it be a wasted opportunity?”

”Shallow thinking.”

The High Priest shook his large head, resembling a swaying mountain peak.

”A cultivation technique created by the Demon God is like the newly acquired bedroom skill of the Wizard Lineage, bestowed as divine will by a supreme existence.”

”It’s not limited by the identity of the cultivator. Anyone practicing it can experience miraculous transformations.”

Although the High Priest said this, he still opened his mouth and spat out a beast hide covered in saliva.

The smell was strong.

As soon as the High Priest opened his mouth, Li Wu had already distanced himself.

Looking at the saliva-drenched beast hide, Han Zhan had reason to suspect the High Priest did it on purpose.

But he had no proof.

He could only endure the pungent smell and open the beast hide.

”Taixu Return Collection?”

What an imposing name.

Could this really be a name the Demon God came up with?

After a simple comment, Han Zhan continued to read further.

The so-called Taixu Return Collection was a body tempering and refining cultivation technique.

It emphasized exploration and development of the human body.

Within the Taixu Return Collection, the body’s orifices were divided into eight great secret repositories.

With each secret repository unlocked, it’s akin to an extreme body tempering.

Once these eight secret repositories were fully unlocked, the door to the personal microcosm and treasury of the world would fully open, revealing the key to reaching god-like heights!

If someone else saw this, they might already be boiling with excitement.

But Han Zhan wasn’t.

Not only was he not, his face even flashed with a hint of bewilderment and absurdity.

As the High Priest handed the Taixu Return Collection scroll to Han Zhan, he closely watched his expression.

Seeing that Han Zhan did not react as excitedly as he imagined, the High Priest felt a tinge of panic.

Oops.

Did he discover the flaws in the Taixu Return Collection?

The High Priest always felt that this young man named Han Zhan was unpredictable.

At his age, who wouldn’t be eager upon hearing about a Demon God technique?

Yet here he was, still so calm.

The High Priest was unsure and uneasy, unaware of Han Zhan’s true thoughts at the moment.

This... why does this cultivation technique feel so familiar? Taixu, Return Collection, human microcosm, eight secret repositories?

For some reason, a name quickly flashed through Han Zhan’s mind: Eight Urgencies!

The Eight Urgent Fist was something his master, Li Shutong, found in a ruin. Its core was about honing oneself between life and death, unlocking the eight Urgent Locks in the body, and surpassing human limits!

Now, another cultivation technique similarly explored the eight great secret repositories of the human body.

Could the Taixu Return Collection and Eight Urgencies have a similar underlying principle?

”If you don’t like it, I can offer another...”

The High Priest’s words were cut off by Han Zhan.

”No, I want this one. It’s great, I’m very satisfied.”

Han Zhan tightened his grip on the beast hide scroll and said.

You see, this cake is so big and round. I said it, no normal person would resist such a lure.

Hearing Han Zhan’s words, the High Priest internally breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Regarding the Taixu Return Collection, he had lied. It was indeed a body refining technique passed down from the Demon God, but it was one that no one in the Jiuli Tribe could master.

Thus, its hype exceeded its value. What value does a cultivation technique that no one can master truly hold?

As for the Great Chief Chi You’s evaluation of it, that was naturally a fabrication by the High Priest.

After all, it’s not like Han Zhan could actually meet Chi You and verify it personally.

That’s called wisdom.