The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1233 - 470: Totem Ancient City, The Eighth Mystery_2

"I died laughing, Huang Donggua, that kid, went to enhance his thingy the day before yesterday, and today it’s still standing tall like a pillar of the sky."

"His eighth concubine kept saying she couldn’t take it anymore, and with no choice left, she headed to the Red Spring Tower today and made a huge laughingstock of herself rampaging around!"

"Hahaha, and you think that’s something? A month ago, a cursed Saint arrived here, blind and hunched over, with a Holy Beast by his side that was so old it was losing its teeth."

"Guess what he did? He offered a Spiritual Treasure, and Lord Xuanji himself personally treated his injuries."

"When he came out, he had transformed into a vigorous middle-aged man, striding with power, full of life and vigor, commanding respect from everyone!"

Approaching the city gate, the people coming and going either wore armor or dressed in luxurious silks; there was hardly anyone looking destitute.

Ye Hanjun took in everything with his eyes and ears and then heard:

"Alas! All nine Lords Xuanji are at the level of Supreme Holy Completion; naturally, with their intervention, trivial catastrophes and calamities are cured as easily as taking a medicine!"

"But their fees are just too high, demanding holy Medicines thousands of years old—where could we possibly get something like that?"

"It would be great if we could contract with a Fond Spirit of the Emblem; I heard that every year the Totem Ancient City sends out three young Fond Spirits of the Emblem looking for fated individuals to sign contracts."

"In the blink of an eye, at least a hundred people are graced with such favor."

"Having an Emblem’s Fond Spirit by your side, if it excels in healing, its effects can rival those of a Medicine Beast."

"If it excels in defense, it’s akin to having an invincible golden body, impervious to any physical harm."

"If it masters other special enhancing effects, then it’s like finding a treasure; we can only envy such luck... why don’t we have such chances..."

A Human Race cultivator with a wealthy appearance shook his head and sighed repeatedly.

Ye Hanjun exchanged a look with Mang Hao, their interest piqued even further.

The Fond Spirits of the Emblem had been in hiding for many years, and now in this epoch, they are willing to approach humans and actively seek compatible candidates to sign contracts with?

It seems that they aren’t as dogmatic and stubborn as some species, sticking to old beliefs; the possibility of winning them as allies seems much greater.

"Clang!!"

At the eastern city gate, Ye Hanjun stretched out his arms for the "guard" to inspect.

This guard was neither human nor a creature, but a pair of stone statues.

Though only two meters tall, with a lion-headed human body and wielding stone tools, they looked imposing and extraordinary.

"Sizzling!"

From the chest of the stone statue, an eye suddenly opened.

The eye was orange, the size of a fist, with pure whites and a clear pupil, exuding a natural youthful aura.

It glanced at Ye Hanjun and the others, revealed a hint of puzzlement, muttered to itself and then warned:

"Four Saints?"

"Hmm, once inside do not summon large Fond Spirits, do not enter doors marked with the prohibited sign, and don’t make trouble..."

"If you dare to disturb the order of this city, at the very least we will chop off your arms, or worse, make it so you cannot leave the city—keep that in mind!"

"Clang!"

The two stone statues let them through.

Ye Hanjun passed through calmly, but inside he marveled: these two Holy Spirits of the Emblem wield the power known as "possession control."

They can turn inanimate objects into animate ones, manipulate their structure, and acquire combat power from another dimension—truly profound.

"A city built by the Fond Spirits of the Emblem, calling it a relic is indeed fitting."

"Look, the city streets are very clean; if someone accidentally drops something, cleaning Fond Spirits of the Emblem are there to tidy up and purify."

"The stone and metal statues seen everywhere, all of them controlled by Fond Spirits of the Emblem, move gracefully and are far from clumsy; with them patrolling, the city’s order is well maintained."

"And there’s that tower, standing in the center overlooking the entire city, it must be the most important military base, able to react to any crisis; these so-called nine Lords Xuanji are likely stationed there..."

Mang Hao, who managed to dress up in a purple robe and pose as an elegant young master, holding a fan with grace.

Similarly attired, Ye Hanjun dazzled even more.

The city’s plethora of wonders was truly bewildering.

There’s a secluded residence called "Protection Hall" that actually offers birthing services through Fond Spirits.

The Fond Spirits of the Emblem within can attach themselves to the mother, provide nourishment, and help ensure the body during pregnancy is filled with vitality and life.

When the newborn arrives, another type of Fond Spirit of the Emblem bestows blessings, shortening the growth period and allowing the awakening of Spirit Wisdom much sooner.

In the city’s largest shop, Ye Hanjun saw a variety of magical Spiritual Objects.

One type of shedded Fond Spirit skin could be attached to the body—lightweight yet able to block the attacks of fierce beasts.

Another type of shed skin, ground into powder and applied to the wrists, caused insects to fall upon contact, a rare and effective insect repellent.

There were even Fond Spirits that could appraise Spiritual Treasures, discerning the authenticity and age of treasures.

Some Fond Spirits could detoxify and cleanse toxins, turning a poison injury as simple as flipping one’s hand.

Other Fond Spirits were quirky, choosing to possess humans or other Fond Spirits randomly; those possessed became full of energy, as if they had inexhaustible strength, running around without getting tired.

...

"Giggle giggle, so much fun!"

GuaGua transformed into a tadpole-shaped Rune, chasing after a dragonfly-shaped Rune, making it dart all over the walls in a frantic escape.

GuaGua was having the time of its life, laughing joyously.

Pity that, though possessing abilities of the Totem Tribe, GuaGua couldn’t learn the Skills of the other Runes.

But the dragonfly Rune hadn’t noticed anything amiss, thinking it was just a playful comrade darting out of a corner, it flapped its wings pleading for mercy.

"Hm?"

Ye Hanjun suddenly raised his eyebrows, looking towards the shadows on the right.

The wall there was moving slightly, with a square-faced hyena-shaped Rune slowly rising, subtly aiming for the lively GuaGua.