The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1164 - 447: The Ultimate Desire

Kukuba—absolute lazybones!

He saw the position of Clan Leader as a hot potato, wishing he could cast it aside immediately to enjoy his carefree life.

Even when it came to magical artifacts, he wasn’t keen on them; upon hearing about exchanges of goods or artifacts, he shook his head like a rattle-drum.

GuaGua was at a loss and looked at Ye Hanjun with frustration.

It had never considered that things would develop in this direction.

Was the Pillow of Sloth grabbed for nothing?

If even the Land of Laziness was unwanted, what could be done with the other kingdoms?

"Alright, now that you’ve got the magical artifact, quickly leave this place!"

"I’m ready for a thousand-year nap, and I hope that when I wake up next time, a junior has ascended to Supreme Holy Completion and has taken over my duties early!"

"Eh, eh, eh?"

A thoroughly bewildered GuaGua, struggling hard, said:

"Big guy, you’re not even going to participate in the Seven Sins Ritual?"

"As soon as the seven demonic artifacts are collected, according to Pride’s word, everyone should return to the burial ground to perform the ritual..."

"Hmm, it does sound very important!"

"But, the rule of our clan is that whoever is on duty is in charge."

"Now that Kuku Da is the one awake, you should go find her. You woke me up, and I haven’t even gotten angry yet!"

"If you keep pushing troublesome things onto me, I’m going to blow my top, and when that happens, I’ll eat you all in one bite!"

Kukuba threatened GuaGua as if scaring a child.

GuaGua was speechless—this clan was truly unreliable.

Who operated like this, caring only about the momentary convenience, without the slightest interest in anything else?

"Big guy, there’s a reason why you’ve grown to Supreme Holy Completion."

"It’s because you’re so lazy, perfectly embodying the Law you’ve mastered, that’s why you’re the leader instead of a lackey."

"Nonsense!"

Kukuba, as if pricked in a sore spot, retorted crookedly:

"My forebears were too happy; very few died in battle. If they didn’t starve to death while sleeping, they just died of old age while asleep."

"I’m already the most diligent Primordial Sleep Demon; just look at these youngsters. They’re close to five thousand years old, still at the Sacred Voidal Conduit stage, and haven’t progressed a bit in their cultivation."

"I really envy them; they let me hold up the sky while they do nothing. I’m the one with the hard luck, doomed to die miserably..."

Kukuba launched into a rant mode, going on and on to GuaGua.

GuaGua was even more stunned. Should it offer consolation or reprimand?

Its little brain spun for half a day, but it couldn’t say a word.

Usually so clever and quick-witted, but at the crucial moment, utterly useless.

"Bang!"

In the end, Ye Hanjun and the others were driven out of the Demon Queen’s Tower.

Even Lan Qixiong, no matter how soundly the main head, Little Lazy Lion, slept, Kukuba kicked it, sending it flying with one foot.

That disdainful expression at parting seemed to say, "Go far away; I don’t want to see you anymore!"

"Whoosh..."

The cool autumn wind blew on them, a few spinning leaves carried by the wind drifted into the distance.

Ye Hanjun looked back at the Demon Queen Tower and turned around, surveying the entire Land of Laziness.

—Silent.

The streets here were paved with mud.

On both sides of the road, the crooked chimneys were actually shops.

However, whether on the wide main roads or in the empty shops, there were hardly any creatures in motion.

What repeated most were some old demons, close to death, their wrinkled bodies lacking any vitality of life.

"This is way too desolate!"

GuaGua perched on Ye Hanjun’s head, properly sighed a tiny sigh:

"Well yes, even the Primordial Sleep Demon is eating, drinking, sleeping, scheming to slack off."

"Expecting them to manage a country well, and present a prosperous and harmonious ecosystem, that can probably only happen in dreams."

"Big Tadpole, what should we do now? The Land of Laziness doesn’t want the magical artifact, but when the time comes for the Seven Sins Ritual, the artifact is indispensable..."

"First gather some information."

Ye Hanjun walked towards a shop:

"Having slept without cause, I don’t even know what’s become of the remaining Seven Virtues."

Hearing this, Bana’s expression tightened, and she looked extremely anxious.

This was just what she was worried about; if temperance died, she’d be ruined.

Could the remaining Diligence, Fairness, Humility, and Loyalty protect the magical artifacts they held?

"Squeak!"

The shop Ye Hanjun picked out was a thousand meters tall, the largest within a hundred miles.

Even so, there was no guard outside the door, no attendant inside, the main feature being that one could come and go freely.

The merchandise sold within the shop was beast meat.

This meat came from various creatures, humanoid, beast-like, avian—there was everything.

They were haphazardly sliced and then frozen with ice spells to extend the shelf life as much as possible.

"Selling meat, selling meat."

"Top-quality meat, not fresh but still costs money."

A hunchbacked "Centipede Kiss Demon" sprawled on a pillar, calling out listlessly.

Ye Hanjun glanced over, not bad, still at the Sacred Voidal Conduit, at least a bit of strength.

But what’s with her Core Personality? Lonely, the simple word was eyebrow-raising.

"Ho ho ho, unfamiliar guests, and even humans..."

The spiritless Centipede Kiss Demon suddenly came to life, dragging a shadow to scurry above the heads of Ye Hanjun and others.

She looked down from her high vantage point, her antennae swinging as if they were receiving pheromones in the air.

However, as she licked her thick lips, she had just begun to get excited.

Ye Hanjun released a strand of Ten Hall Yama’s pressure, her neck shrank, and the fierce light in her eyes immediately extinguished.