Soul-Slaying Maiden: Master Of Ancient Divine Weapons

A stream of starlight descended, countless points of light gathered, and Han Zhen's figure materialized.

When he opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the villa in Deep Blue City. Instead, he found himself in a crude room.

How crude?

A straw mat, mud walls, a rotting wooden window, and a single door riddled with wormholes. Sunlight streamed through these holes, forming tiny spots of light on the walls.

Han Zhen was still taking in his surroundings when hurried footsteps came from outside, accompanied by angry shouts and agitated yelling.

"Where is that outsider? Where is that outsider?!"

"Out of the way! All of you, move aside."

"He's about to kill my daughter with his treatment. I want him to pay with his life."

Han Zhen barely registered the gossip when, without warning, a loud crash echoed. The room's only door was kicked off its hinges, embedding itself deeply into the mud wall.

Before Han Zhen could react, a tall figure appeared in front of him, grabbing him by the collar.

Faced with the sudden attack, Han Zhen instinctively tried to counter, activating his Three Locks ability to maneuver at the level of a Fourth-Stage Spiritual Contract Master. However, he was met with a shocking reality.

He was completely suppressed.

Yes, the burly man in front of him, whose face was written with anger and whose demeanor was rough, utterly overpowered him in every aspect.

The man's speed was so overwhelming that Han Zhen didn't even have time to respond before being seized. He struggled to break free but found himself firmly held, unable to escape.

'What is this man's level? Fifth Stage? Sixth Stage? Or even higher?'

Han Zhen had no idea. He only knew that the moment he activated his Three Locks ability, the man swatted him down to the ground with a single slap.

"With your pathetic, half-baked skills, you think you can resist? Hah, ignorant outsider."

"Jiang Huo, calm down a bit. Don't kill him," someone nearby advised. But Han Zhen couldn't hear it anymore.

After Jiang Huo slapped him unconscious, Han Zhen awoke to find himself in a prison cell.

———

The next day, Han Zhen finally learned the reason for his imprisonment after prying information from the young man who brought him food.

As it turned out, the world Han Zhen had been transported to via the Bodhi Treasure Tree was indeed the one from historical legends he was familiar with, though with some differences.

For example, what should have been frail ancient humans had somehow become stronger than him—beings capable of crushing him with a single hand.

And then there was this strange "illness."

As an outsider, Han Zhen had claimed he could cure illnesses, but a treatment he performed went wrong, leading the girl's father, Jiang Huo, to capture and imprison him.

This was the initial "setting" for entering the "Sacred Heart of Hundred Worlds" fruit world.

After piecing everything together, Han Zhen began to understand his purpose here.

Since this world was connected to the Shennong Cauldron, it was naturally tied to the concept of "healing."

One day, the relatively kind-hearted and talkative young man who delivered food appeared again with a meal. As he turned to leave, Han Zhen suddenly grabbed his arm.

Startled by the sudden grip, the young man spun around in shock, instinctively twisting Han Zhen's arm into a lock before slamming his other hand against Han Zhen's chest.

Han Zhen felt as though a Ninth-Stage insect creature had struck him. Blood spurted from his mouth as he was flung backward, slamming into the wall with a heavy thud.

"Sorry… I'm so sorry… I didn't mean it," the young man stammered, panicked. Waving his hands in apology, he explained, "I didn't think you were so weak. You couldn't even take a single hit. I'm really sorry!"

Seeing the genuine guilt on the young man's face, Han Zhen's mouth twitched slightly.

'Can't take a single hit?' Han Zhen thought.

He was a Fourth-Stage Spiritual Contract Master with the Heavenly Serpent Physique and three activated locks of the Eight Locks ability. Even a Sixth-Stage insect creature might not penetrate his defenses.

Yet, he was just "lightly punched" by a young man from the Jiang tribe and ended up vomiting blood.

Does this even make sense?

Han Zhen had no time to dwell on the absurdity of it all. Enduring the pain, he called out to the young man before he could leave.

"Wait, don't go! I can cure that girl. Trust me!" Han Zhen said earnestly.

Hearing his words, the young man cast him a sympathetic look.

"You're quite confident for someone like you. Cure her? Haha, cure her?"

The young man suddenly let out a strange, sarcastic laugh, his gaze toward Han Zhen turning peculiar.

'Cure her? What's so funny about that? Hey, don't look at me like that—it's creepy. Han Zhen grumbled internally while hastily continuing, "Yes, cure her!"

"It was my mistake last time—I used the wrong medicinal ingredient. Please, help me relay a message to Jiang Huo. Give me one more chance."

"This time, I promise, at the very least, I can save her life."

With the Shennong Cauldron's Living Creation ability at his disposal, Han Zhen was that confident.

Hearing Han Zhen's impassioned plea, the young man stopped laughing. His expression turned colder.

"If you stay here for thirty days, you'll be free to leave. If you insist on seeing Jiang Huo, with his temper, and fail to save his daughter again, you will die."

"Think carefully."

The young man's words felt more like a "prompt," causing Han Zhen's mind to race.

This was likely the "Sacred Heart of Hundred Worlds" world fruit's way of presenting him with a choice: stay safe for thirty days and leave, or risk death by confronting Jiang Huo.

Faced with this life-or-death decision, Han Zhen didn't hesitate. He firmly nodded.

He had come this far. If he didn't uncover the secrets of the "Sacred Heart of Hundred Worlds," wasting thirty days here would be pointless. He also couldn't afford to let too much time pass in the outside world.

Seeing Han Zhen's determination, the young man didn't press further.

His expression returned to its initial simplicity and honesty. After casting Han Zhen an apologetic glance, he promised, "Don't worry. I'll deliver your message to Jiang Huo. Whether he comes or not, I can't guarantee."

After the young man left, Han Zhen waited.

No one came on the first day.

On the second day, he faintly heard a familiar voice as Jiang Huo grumbled and stomped his way into the prison.

"Fine, fine, stop nagging me already."

"I'll give that madman one more chance. If he can wake my daughter, I'll speak to the tribe leader and have him released."

After being pestered all night by the young man, Jiang Huo finally relented and entered the prison.

With a loud clang, the door to Han Zhen's cell was opened.

"Let's go, 'Holy Teacher'."

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