I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

Under the leadership of Han Zhan, the three of them moved away from Chen Dubei, who was suffering from the backlash of luck, and headed towards the foot of the Gold Coin Mountain.

As they approached the base of the mountain, Han Zhan saw quite a few prisoners like them working feverishly.

And their task was actually to smash Gold Coins!

Smash Gold Coins?!

Seeing this scene, Han Zhan was somewhat dumbfounded.

The exiled prisoners were holding all kinds of weapons, vigorously attacking the longevity coins, with some even using their talents.

Looking at their enthusiastic demeanor, one might think they were venting anger.

Apart from this, Han Zhan also noticed a few people nearby, standing with arms crossed and watching intently.

Unlike the group smashing coins, these people appeared rather relaxed.

Just then, a cheer erupted from the crowd: ”It’s open, it’s open, it’s smashed open!”

Following the direction of the voice, Han Zhan saw a man raising a golden longevity coin high.

At this moment, the golden longevity coin had been split into two halves.

Wisps of white smoke rose from the jagged edges and soon merged into the sky.

As the white smoke was engulfed by the sky, a faint cyan light flickered through the sky.

It seemed to be the same as the pattern engraved on the golden longevity coin.

While the young man who had smashed open the coin was cheering excitedly, those with arms crossed walked over.

”Hey, kid, hand over the coin in your hand.”

The young man’s face changed, and just as he was about to resist, seeing who was coming, he obediently handed over the smashed coin.

Seeing the young man being so sensible, those who surrounded him showed a satisfied smile.

One of them stepped forward and gently patted the young man’s face,

”Don’t worry, our Earth Tyrant organization has principles. As long as you’ve paid protection money once today, we won’t charge you again for any coins you smash afterwards.”

So they were part of the Earth Tyrant organization that Will had mentioned—these people were adept at bullying the weak... Han Zhan thought as he looked away.

In his ear, the voice of an Earth Tyrant organization member continued: ”Don’t just stand there, get back to work. According to Paradise rules, you must smash three longevity coins a day; only the excess can be exchanged for your own coin balance.”

”Hurry up and keep working, do you hear me!” The speaker weighed the hollow shell of the golden coin in his hand as he looked around and spoke.

Faced with such a situation, the other prisoners dared not speak out and all lowered their heads again.

As Will mentioned, the Earth Tyrant organization was infamous in this area, their members very powerful, and no one wanted to provoke them.

Though all in Death Row Paradise were prisoners on death row, not all were strong, and many had relatively low realms.

Their lifespans were already at zero, but they hadn’t completely died, barely clinging on here.

This also meant that they feared death more than ordinary people.

Perhaps there was a belief in their hearts that absolutely couldn’t die, supporting them.

So in the face of stronger villains, they could only choose to swallow their anger.

...

The scene in the distance gave Han Zhan a deeper understanding of the situation in Death Row Paradise.

He nodded slightly to Shang Jianyue and Luo Qiuhong, joining the coin-smashing crowd low-profile.

For some reason, he found the cyan light and pattern that had appeared overhead somewhat familiar.

He wanted to take a closer look.

Additionally, he wished to personally experience the durability of the golden longevity coin to see if repaying all 1.26 billion coins would be possible...though that possibility seemed slim.

He bent down to pick up a coin from the ground, summoned the Ancient Divine Weapon Xuanyuan Sword, and tossed the coin high into the air.

He gathered his full Sword Momentum, and as the coin fell before him, he struck with a sword.

Sharp and fierce Sword Qi soared to the skies, precisely hitting the coin.

Ding!

The anticipated scene of the golden longevity coin being pierced through didn’t occur.

All he heard was the crisp sound of metal clashing, and the golden coin was suddenly sent flying, disappearing without a trace.

Who knows how much time passed.

A mournful scream suddenly came from the distance, ”Ah!”

The voice sounded a lot like Chen Dubei’s.

Han Zhan coughed lightly, retracting the Xuanyuan Sword.

After this, he tried other methods, such as the decomposition of Nuwa Stone of Heavenly Origin, the corrosion curse of Haotian Tower’s Sealing Heaven and Earth,

none of which succeeded in breaking the golden coin at the first attempt.

Through these attempts, Han Zhan gained a general understanding of the golden coin’s hardness.

If it were him, using the Xuanyuan Sword, it would take a hundred full-force strikes to cut the golden coin.

”Young man, by the look of you, you’re new here, aren’t you?” A man with long black hair, hair sparse and fluffy on his shoulders, approached and said.

He looked somewhat unkempt, but no older than twenty or thirty.

Being called young by him felt odd to Han Zhan.

”Don’t look at me like that, I’m Paru, I’ve been here in Death Row Paradise for five hundred years, calling you young isn’t wrong, is it?”

Five hundred years?

Five hundred years and he still retained a youthful appearance—what kind of anti-aging trick is this... Han Zhan marveled to himself.

Getting back to the point.

”You’ve got to learn to pick your coins.” As Paru spoke, he raised a golden coin in each hand.

”Every golden coin has a different hue, representing different amounts of life energy they contain.”

”The more life energy a coin contains, the harder it is to break.”

This was a technique, discovered and refined through generations of prisoners confined here.

”So that’s why they’ve all got their heads buried in the coin pile, searching for something,” Luo Qiuhong realized.

Shang Jianyue’s eyes lit up.

For others, it might be hard to distinguish the hues, but for him, it was easily discernible.

This made the task of breaking the golden coins significantly easier.

”Thank you.” Han Zhan clearly thought of this point too, nodding slightly to Paru in thanks.

Paru nonchalantly waved his hand, ”You’ve already met Will, he’s the captain in charge of this area. I’m the longest-serving imprisoned here, also the vice-captain.”

”Alright, carry on then.”

Old Paru turned around and slowly walked into the distance.

His steps were stumbling, quite different from a young man’s.

After the reminder, Shang Jianyue quickly picked out nine of the dimmest golden coins around.

This time, Han Zhan effortlessly smashed a coin open with the Xuanyuan Sword.

Once again, the pattern with faint cyan light appeared in the sky.

Meanwhile, members of the Earth Tyrant organization in the distance cast greedy glances at Han Zhan.