I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

"Lord Han, Lord Li Wu?"

"Are you there?"

Li Zhao’s voice rang out again, only this time with a hint of impatience.

If it weren’t for Han Zhan’s "Wizard" status, he might have already barged in.

Li Wu coughed a few times in the room, cleared his throat, and finally spoke:

"Priest Li Zhao, we’re both here in the room. Do you have any business with us?"

"A thief has infiltrated the Chuyun Stockade, I came to check on your safety."

Li Zhao said this with a straight face.

Such a blatant lie, but with a thick skin, as both Li Wu and Han Zhan are Tier Seven, as is Li Zhao. What safety could he ascertain?

Li Wu’s lips twitched slightly, but he continued to say, "We’re both fine, thank you for your concern."

Despite saying this, the door remained still.

Thud, thud, thud.

The knocking grew heavier.

"Lord Li Wu, with evil running rampant, I can’t be at ease unless I see with my own eyes that you are safe. Please open the door."

Li Zhao said, quickening his speech, "If you don’t open the door, I have reason to suspect you’ve been parasitized by a spirit, and I will take action according to the Jiuli Tribe’s rules!"

This was turning the tables!

Li Zhao spoke so loudly that many around heard. If he really pinned this on them, others in the Chuyun Stockade might move against them.

Han Zhan and Li Wu were here to investigate the High Priest’s disappearance, not to massacre the stockade.

If things went wrong, they might be punished by the High Priest, but if they wiped out the Chuyun Stockade, it would be a big problem!

No, Li Zhao couldn’t be allowed to succeed!

"Absolutely impossible, Li Zhao, you’re overthinking. We were appointed by the High Priest to investigate the spirit incidents and have methods bestowed by the High Priest."

"Ordinary spirits can’t even get near us."

"What if it’s an extraordinary spirit?" Li Zhao’s voice grew louder, "Even the High Priest has disappeared, who can guarantee you have no problems."

Li Zhao paused here.

Then, an even louder voice rang out.

"Please, open the door!"

Li Zhao signaled to each side with his eyes, they’d given enough face already. If they didn’t open the door, they’d have to break in forcibly.

Just as two Jiuli warriors were about to force the door, it suddenly opened by itself.

"Priest Li Zhao, disturbing one’s sleep at night isn’t a good habit."

Han Zhan yawned tiredly as he walked out from inside the room.

He lowered his hand and looked straight ahead at Li Zhao.

"What? Why aren’t you speaking? You seem surprised to see me?"

"Surprised? No, no. Lord Han, don’t be angry, I’m just following the Jiuli Tribe’s rules."

After Li Zhao spoke, his eyes moved past Han Zhan and into the room, seeing Li Wu getting dressed.

Both men were inside the room.

"Now there’s no problem, right?"

"I saw the firelight to the south, why didn’t you first check there instead of worrying about us?"

"Priest Li Zhao, aren’t you parasitized by a spirit?"

Li Zhao was caught off guard by Han Zhan’s counter, forcing an awkward smile.

"Lord Han, you do know how to joke."

"I’m not joking." Han Zhan stepped forward with a stern face.

The other Jiuli warriors wanted to stop him but held back, considering his Wizard status.

Li Zhao watched Han Zhan approach, "Prove you’re not parasitized by a spirit, otherwise I have the right to detain you for investigation!"

That was learned from Li Zhao.

He liked throwing accusations, so today he’d taste his own medicine.

Li Zhao, cornered by Han Zhan, showed a series of expressions before seemingly making a decision, his face hardening.

Li Zhao pulled out a handful of white Holy Land soil and swallowed it whole.

Li Wu: "Wow"

Han Zhan: "Wow"

Truly a ruthless man. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Recalling the creation process of the white Holy Land soil, Han Zhan felt nauseated.

Li Zhao gulped down several large mouthfuls of white Holy Land soil, unfazed.

"The white Holy Land soil can restrain spirits; I’ve eaten three large mouthfuls, should be proof enough."

After speaking, Li Zhao nodded to Han Zhan and Li Wu. "Sirs, sorry for the disturbance."

"I need to go and take another look at the southern firelight, so I won’t disrupt your rest."

He gestured to both sides.

The seven or eight Jiuli warriors with him turned to leave as well.

Han Zhan stayed silent.

He stood quietly at the door, watching Li Zhao and the others gradually disappear.

The light in his eyes slowly dimmed.

"Everyone’s gone, why aren’t you coming in?"

"Standing outside, aren’t you afraid of the cold?"

The Wilderness of Zhulu, in the Fruit World, was truly chilly during the autumn nights.

Han Zhan’s lips trembled.

"Help me..."

"What?" Li Wu didn’t quite catch that.

"Help me inside!" Han Zhan whispered hoarsely.

"Oh, oh!"

Realizing, Li Wu stepped forward to assist Han Zhan, and the two entered the room, shutting the door behind them.

Once inside, Han Zhan collapsed onto the ground, his face pale and bloodless.

"What’s wrong?"

Seeing Han Zhan’s state, Li Wu was startled.

Unsure of how he appeared in the room, he didn’t bother to ask further.

"The side effects of Flowing Light and Shadow."

"It’s the price."

The price of deceiving time.

...

"Doesn’t make sense."

"The disturbance was clearly from the south, why did he end up in the room?"

"Could it really not have been him?"

South of Han Zhan and Li Wu’s dwelling was not close; even at full speed, it would take at least ten minutes.

He brought people over at the first sign of firelight, not wasting even a minute.

If the person traveling at night truly was Han Zhan, how could he have managed it?

"Could it be a trick of the Wizard Lineage?"

"Have the two patrolling soldiers woken up?"

Li Zhao turned to ask.

"They’ve woken up, sir."

"Did you show them the two animal skins, did they see the appearance of the person who attacked them?"

The patrolling soldiers who had fought with Han Zhan inspected the two animal skins carefully but both shook their heads.

"Sir, the person who fought them isn’t either of these two."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive!"

Li Zhao’s expression darkened further.

It wasn’t Han Zhan, nor Li Wu?

Could it really not be them?

Li Zhao hadn’t dismissed the possibility of changing faces, but a Wizard could not only alter appearance but teleport back home quickly and was also a skilled melee fighter?

Li Zhao subconsciously rejected this exaggerated scenario.

"Could it be that a spirit has really infiltrated Chuyun Stockade, or is it someone from the Yellow Emperor Tribe?"

"Strengthen the guards these days, report any unfamiliar, suspicious persons to me."

"Yes!"