I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

Suddenly.

Restored to normal, Chen Zhongxia raised his hand, unleashing the aura belonging to a Peak Tier Eight Sword Cultivator.

The sharp, straight Sword Qi punctured the roof, almost instantly smashing the tiles to create an opening.

Moonlight streamed in through the broken gap.

Empty.

"Is there no one? Did my unstable state interfere with my perception as a Sword Cultivator?"

Chen Zhongxia gazed at the ceiling, muttering to himself.

On the other side, Han Zhan and Elder Bing, back on the ground, were panting heavily.

So close! 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Almost got discovered!

If discovered, no matter the outcome, memory synchronization would definitely fail.

With synchronization failure, they wouldn’t be able to uncover Bai Su’s deepest sealed memory.

"How did you realize he was going to attack us?" Elder Bing looked at Han Zhan, surprised.

"It was the Sword Qi."

"I could sense the sudden surge of Sword Qi from him."

The perception of Sword Cultivators is extremely keen, and even with Elder Bing’s Precepts hiding them, it’s still hard to escape the awareness of a Peak Tier Eight Sword Cultivator.

"I never expected Chen Zhongxia would become a monster from consuming the Dream True Fruit. Elder Bing, didn’t you notice before?"

"No." Elder Bing shook his head.

"I’ve heard of the Dream True Fruit; it’s a rare treasure growing in the Alien Race territory, capable of making dreams come true, but I haven’t experienced it myself."

Judging from Chen Zhongxia’s state, one could guess its effects.

Powerful materials come with huge side effects, turning Chen Zhongxia into a monster plagued by nightmares.

A rare treasure growing in the Alien Race domain, related to dream consciousness?

Han Zhan thought of this and was suddenly inspired.

"Should we continue?"

Elder Bing took the cue to ask, and Han Zhan shook his head.

"According to the Consciousness World’s rules, as long as memory synchronization is completed tomorrow, the deeper memories will be revealed; there’s no need to complicate matters."

Back in their rooms, Han Zhan fell asleep as soon as he hit the bed.

In the middle of the night.

A strange feeling jolted him awake from his sleep.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

A person wearing a black hood, whose identity was indistinct, was standing aghast before him.

Holding a dagger,

viciously stabbing towards him as he lay sideways on the bed!

Almost instinctively, Han Zhan delivered a side kick, sending the attacking Assassin flying.

When he thought the crisis was resolved, after Han Zhan kicked the attacker away, the Memory World began flashing wildly!

The Assassin, who was kicked away, got up, rubbed his chest uncertainly, and picked up the dagger.

It was only then that Han Zhan realized.

This was the Assassin from Bai Su’s memories!

In other words, if he did not allow the Assassin to kill him, he would be expelled from the Memory World due to unsynchronized memory.

To complete the memory synchronization, he must let the Assassin kill him!

Han Zhan found himself in a dilemma.

The Assassin in the Memory World, however, didn’t give Han Zhan much time to hesitate.

He was acting according to the memories of this world; Han Zhan’s sudden resistance stunned him for a moment, but after a brief pause, the Assassin began a second round of attacks.

The flashes in the Memory World grew increasingly intense and frequent.

Even the scene before him began to glitch and distort.

The Assassin’s dagger pierced the air, nearly plunging into Han Zhan’s heart.

A life-or-death decision, in the nick of time!

Puff!

A dull sound echoed.

The Assassin’s dagger successfully pierced Han Zhan’s heart, with blood dripping along the blade.

The flashing in the Memory World stopped.

Han Zhan’s eyes widened in disbelief as he fell downward.

After pulling out the dagger, the Assassin walked towards the door without looking back.

After a while.

When it was certain the Assassin had walked far away, the supposedly dead Han Zhan blinked and got up from the ground.

He successfully "deceived" the attacker.

The dagger indeed entered the chest but did not fully penetrate.

Because once it went in, Han Zhan used the disintegrating ability of the Nuwa Stone to break down the tip into the tiniest particles, creating the illusion of his "heart being pierced."

Then, when the attacker pulled out the dagger, he restored it to its original state.

If the attacker were meticulous enough, he would have discovered that only the end of the dagger was blood-stained, while the tip was not.

Clearly, the Assassin in Bai Su’s Memory World wasn’t so attentive, nor did he spend too much time on the Chen Mansion servants.

Having escaped a disaster, Han Zhan immediately went to the adjacent room to check on Elder Bing’s situation.

As he pushed the door open and entered, Elder Bing just looked up at the doorway.

After confirming it was Han Zhan, Elder Bing was slightly taken aback, lowered his guard, "I thought you would be expelled from the Memory World, looks like you dodged a bullet."

"Elder Bing, were you also assassinated?"

"Yes, it’s the rule of the Memory World—if you resist, you’re expelled; if you don’t, you die permanently in the Memory World. Luckily, I have a sacrificial artifact that saved me from that blade."

Elder Bing said with lingering fear.

Seeing Elder Bing was also safe, Han Zhan relaxed.

A larger confusion flashed in his mind.

Who is behind killing these innocent servants of the Chen Mansion?

"Let’s wait until daylight before going out; to ensure memory synchronization, let’s minimize our actions."

After saying that, Han Zhan sat cross-legged in Elder Bing’s room.

To ensure he could fool the Assassin, Han Zhan had voluntarily allowed the dagger to pierce deep into his chest just now.

Such dangerous high-wire acts only show he’s skilled and daring.

Removing his shirt, the wound on his chest was slowly healing.

Nothing happened in the latter half of the night.

...

Early the next morning, Elder Bing’s door was knocked on.

Before opening the door, the Steward they met yesterday pushed it open and walked in.

Han Zhan and Elder Bing were stunned when seeing it was the Steward.

The Steward was also taken aback upon seeing Han Zhan shirtless in Elder Bing’s room.

"You...," the Steward’s gaze suddenly turned meaningful.

"Quickly get dressed, I don’t care about your private life; today is the City Lord’s big day, everyone must do their duty and handle their tasks!"

After throwing out these words, the Steward slammed the door hard, quickly walking away without looking back.

Seemingly staying longer would disrespect his sexual orientation.

"Did he misunderstand something?"

"That’s not the point; the point is, after last night’s assassination, why is the Steward still alive?"

Holding this question, they walked out of the room, and an even unexpected scene unfolded.

Not only the Steward survived, but all other servants of the Chen Mansion were alive and well, chatting and laughing, appearing relaxed.

As if last night, it was just Han Zhan and Elder Bing who experienced a nightmare.

Han Zhan and Elder Bing both saw shock and confusion in each other’s eyes.

"Let’s go; no matter what, once memory synchronization is completed, we’ll see the truth today."