Looking at the mysterious boy who had taken him out of the calamity storm, Ling Zhan was filled with doubt.
He did not understand why the little boy had appeared, nor why he had saved his life.
And what was this "deal" he had mentioned?
"What's your name?" Mo asked at that moment.
"Ling Zhan."
"Mm, that isn't important. What matters is whether you want to make a deal with me."
Looking at Mo's serious, patiently persuasive expression, Ling Zhan could not understand what value he still had to offer in a transaction.
"I don't understand."
"It's fine if you don't understand. What matters is that as long as you sign a contract with me, you'll gain a future of limitless potential, including the restoration of your ruined body."
Lowering his head to look at the body that had lost both arms, Ling Zhan could not help shaking his head.
"I have no value."
"No. In my eyes, your value is limitless. Perhaps you still don't know what entered your forehead just now. It was a Miracle Divine Object called the Sacred Spirit Consciousness Repository. I don't even need to impart knowledge to you—the knowledge already stored inside it will benefit you endlessly."
After hearing Mo's explanation, Ling Zhan immediately recalled the strange sensation in his body earlier.
"Do you want to know how to develop and use the Sacred Spirit Consciousness Repository? I can teach you."
"If this thing is so important, why didn't you just kill me and take it?"
Faced with Ling Zhan's question, Mo reached out and rubbed his chubby cheeks, looking somewhat helpless.
"I'm rather special. I'm not my true body right now. My true body cannot coexist with Miracle Divine Objects, so I simply can't use this type of divine object. That's why I