The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 809 - 329: Handsome Mermaid

"Is it really that mystical?"

Ye Hanjun furrowed his brows with endless worries.

After much thought, he still found it hard to agree with Goose Immortal’s deduction.

The wondrous nature of the Cataclysmic Crow Master was undoubtedly certain.

But if Mo was also entangled with a hidden big shot from the Demon Clan, possessing two supreme bloodlines, the more he pondered, the more unfathomable it seemed.

"Forget it, I can’t manage so much anymore."

"Since Mo can control the curse and has a sense of friend and foe, it won’t be unbearable for us to interact together."

In the end, with a wave of his great wings, Goose Immortal exuded an air of unrivaled confidence:

"As for future matters, we’ll address them when the time comes!"

"Don’t forget, what still ranks as our top priority is advancing to Seventh Rank with Dual Authority!"

"If we can’t break through this barrier, it’s not just Mo, Little GuaGua, the Demon Enchantress... Every single one of them, unless the contract is broken, we’re doomed to be stuck at Heaven and Earth Perfection, with no further progress possible!"

"Indeed."

Ye Yin, who had been listening for a while, sighed softly:

"Whether it’s good news or bad, we should first get past the immediate hurdle before anything else."

"There’s still a lot of time before the Tomb of Asura closes."

"Now that you possess more than one combat unit capable of transcending status, I think even if we encounter three Young Emperors, we’ll have the right to a fair fight."

"If we do run into them, we can fight with all we’ve got."

"Be it fair competition or malicious plunder, as long as it lays the foundation for the Seventh Rank, nothing is too excessive."

"I understand."

Ye Hanjun nodded and quickly changed the subject:

"Since the most dreadful threat on this isolated island has been unexpectedly eliminated, there’s no rush for us to leave yet."

"You mean... to clean up the battlefield?"

Ye Yin’s eyebrows twitched, and the wrinkles on his forehead gathered together as if realizing something.

"Let’s go, there’s no time to lose."

Ye Hanjun summoned Goose Immortal and woke up the dozing Lion Head.

This creature really had a casual nerve, since after confirming that Mo wouldn’t harm it, it couldn’t resist its drowsiness and fell asleep with a turn of its head.

After being forcibly awakened, Little Lazy Lion clearly had a hundred reasons to be unhappy.

But then, neither Yang Xiaoqi nor She Xiaoxiong had any wish to stay here.

Even though the Nether arteries had collapsed, the law fluctuations that terrified beasts still lingered, and staying here felt like thorns in the side, never for a moment feeling secure.

"Roar..."

With no choice left, Little Lazy Lion reluctantly dragged its paws, yawning while lazily turning around.

They strolled back in the direction they had come from, and at this moment, the Stone pendant around GuaGua’s neck didn’t glow anymore.

All the cursed tombstones they had encountered along the way were shattered, some to the point where not even dust remained; they had long since scattered with the wind and returned to the earth, leaving no trace.

"Big Tadpole, look, there’s smoke coming from over there! Let’s go see what it is!"

"Big Tadpole, hurry, come here, there’s a decayed fruit tree and a dead poisonous snake next to it!"

"Ah, there’s actually a black spring here, with such rich Dark Element; Big Tadpole, let’s collect it for bathing water!"

...

GuaGua temporarily put aside Mo, and as time went by, its playful nature surged.

The Mass Grave area was teeming with hidden treasures.

They could be items associated with the tombstones or possibly collected by the evil creatures that lived here as Heavenly and Earthly Materials.

Because of the collapse of the Nether arteries, the curses dissipated completely.

Utilizing the power of curses to enhance bloodlines, the majority of misshapen creatures could not escape; they either died as a consequence or were severely wounded and weak, with their combat abilities reduced to a mere fraction.

Ye Hanjun and Ye Yin had a simple task: their thorough scavenging of the grave area meant collecting any valuable Spiritual Materials scattered on the ground to serve as strategic resources.

If they saw any tombstones still standing, they would actively excavate them to see what kind of creature lay inside.

If they encountered any surviving Evil beasts, a swift blade would help them to transcend their suffering.

In the blink of an eye, three months had passed.

Ye Hanjun looked at his right arm encased in dark red Armor, which seemed as if coated with a layer of crystal, dazzling with a cold glow at the slightest refraction of light.

He lifted his arm and clenched his fist, feeling the bulging muscle strength and the deep, heavy surge of blood within his body. He exhaled softly and his profound gaze remained unalarmed.

"Incredible!"

Ye Yin, standing beside him, couldn’t help but exclaim:

"For an ordinary tribesman, bringing back a single piece of the Shura Bow would be a great accomplishment."

"It hasn’t been opened for even ten years, and you have already covered an entire arm and started to spread to your chest and spine."

"Such a quantity of fragments, if brought back, would certainly be considered a grand military achievement."

"A visit from the Saint himself is likely, and as long as the rewards are not outrageously extravagant, they will definitely be honored without hesitation."

"After all, you’ve taken advantage of the Cataclysmic Crow Master..."

Ye Hanjun shook his head, neither sad nor happy.

On the Mass Grave, he wasn’t the only fallen tribe member.

In three months, he found four fragments of the Shura Bow on three human corpses.

Ye Yin didn’t take any, claiming that this was the merit of Ye Hanjun’s Contracted Fond Spirits, and by all accounts, it was the master who should take them.

Ye Hanjun didn’t push back and merged them all with himself.

Along with a large piece obtained from the Young King’s palace and a small piece from Ye Lanlan, six fragments in total were integrated into his body, creating the spectacle of an arm fully covered.

"We’ve also reached the deep Nether lands, gray and dense with a strong Nether aura."

"Still missing two types of demon blood plasma... if we can’t find them here, we’ll have to pin our hopes on the void."