The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1080 - 419: Evolution, Scripture Frog!

This was the fastest that Absolute String had ever comprehended a skill.

It was unclear whether it was the comprehension of the skill that triggered the evolution of life,

or the evolution of life that in turn promoted the mastery of the skill.

In any case, Absolute String now possessed eight skills, five of which were at their limits.

"Clang clang clang~~~"

"Thump thump thump~~~"

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh~~~"

The Golden Body Demon performed its solo with abandon, the rounded and lustrous tones reminiscent of a walk through a refreshing autumn season, witnessing the fluttering fallen leaves and the babbling brooks, easing the brows and brightening the eyes, the soul convulsing.

"This feeling..."

Ye Hanjun was immersed in listening when he suddenly turned off the room’s defensive array and pushed open the door.

The abundant sound of the strings immediately carried outside.

Shortly after, Ye Liuying, Ye Yin, and Ye Nishang, appeared at the door, one after another.

A faint luminescence blossomed on their bodies, hazy like a speck of cinnabar, gracefully hovering at the chest area.

Including Ye Hanjun, he was the same.

"Why does this melody tug at our bloodlines?"

"Our eyes seem to have become brighter, and our body’s reaction speed, muscle strength... all enhanced..."

The four of them either perked up their ears to listen in silence or raised their eyebrows with a hint of surprise.

Ye Hanjun gently clenched his fist; indeed, every aspect of his physical condition was improving.

And this wasn’t the result of consuming any spirit pill or elixir, but rather a natural change sparked solely by the music reaching their ears.

"The ultimate skill ’Asura’s Will’, seems to be a beneficial skill aimed at the Yushi Clan members..."

"Within its range, any descendant of the Ming Lamp Night Clan will benefit from enhanced physical constitution, boosting their survival abilities..."

Ye Hanjun murmured as he continued his contemplation.

With the passage of time, the enhancing effect slowly intensified.

Once it reached a certain bottleneck, the effect would solidify and could no longer grow.

Should they move away from the sound of the strings, the strengthened physique would regress in stages, not disappearing in an instant.

"Clang!"

After a full hour, Absolute String ceased playing.

It slowly opened the blood eye on its forehead, the color of obsession fading, as its rational side returned.

Looking at the four individuals spread out before it, it gave a slight smile, its benign gaze somehow reminiscent of the way clan elders look upon their descendants, inexplicably bringing a sense of closeness.

"Keep it up, gentlemen."

"I carry the will of the Asura Bow, and you carry the future of the Ming Lamp Night Clan."

...

Absolute String returned to the Contract Space.

Ye Nishang, Ye Liuying, and Ye Yin exchanged glances from afar and then dispersed.

—They were going to separate again.

Ye Nishang had her own plans; she enjoyed venturing alone, unfettered and free, the most comfortable in her element.

Ye Yin would lead the Melancholic Rose, depart from the Cloud Sea, and search for another pure land.

Ye Liuying would still follow Ye Hanjun, staying by his side and witnessing his rise.

"Sensational news! Sensational news!"

"The members of the Hai Xiong Clan stationed in the Cloud Sea were massacred overnight!"

"The perpetrator is mysterious, but various signs indicate that it’s likely related to the ’survivors of the Ghost Lamps’!"

"The current Clan Leader of the Hai Xiong Clan, Thunder, is furious and has already led his subordinates to the Cloud Sea, swearing to investigate until everything is clear!"

"The central Cloud Sea, Cloud Witch Ancestral Land, and Guangwu Ancestral Land have simultaneously issued the ’Ming Lamp Execution Order’!"

"Any forces related to the Ghost Lamp, alive or dead, human or Fond Spirit, if delivered to the two ancestral lands, will be richly rewarded!"

...

For a whole week, the Cloud Sea shook thrice, with various forces in a state of panic.

Some witnesses said that the once green Cloud Sea ran red with blood, with resentful spirits entwined all day, turning it into a veritable hell.

Others claimed to have seen the Blood Witch Goddess and the Light Witch Goddess driving their carriages, lingering for days before finally departing.

There were even rumors of a gigantic bird blocking out the sun with a declaration, "As long as the Ghost Lamps remain, the vengeance will not be settled!", its ferocity untold by outsiders.

"Plop."

Ye Hanjun closed the scroll, the curve of his mouth barely visible.

Thanks to their timely retreat, they had left the Cloud Sea and perfectly dodged the uproar.

What followed, the noise and hubbub of the crowd, was as insignificant as flies buzzing and flapping their wings with useless effort.

"Liuying, how much longer until we reach the West Sea?"

"GuaGua says it can hardly wait; if it doesn’t cozy up to the Mechanic God Mountain soon, Xiahou’s life span is in danger."

"It’s still early."

The carriage driver, Ye Liuying, rolled her eyes and said sulkily:

"The West Sea and the Cloud Sea might both sound like seas, but in reality, they are separated by a billion miles; they are not places you can just decide to go to."

"In the best-case scenario, it will take us twenty years to arrive, and that’s if we’re lucky and everything goes smoothly."

"If we’re less fortunate, we might not make it within thirty years, and we’d just have to accept it."

"If only we had a Holy Beast who was proficient in the ways of space," Ye Hanjun shrugged.

He suddenly remembered his hometown, where a ’Void Rabbit Demon’ once served the Ye Clan.

Was it still alive? Had it ascended from the Shining World Fetus to become a Saint?

If it could achieve this stage of bloodline transition and master the Space Law, perhaps it would even be stronger than a San Zhou Ghost Monk at the same level, right? After all, their laws are more focused...

His thoughts gradually scattered, and Ye Hanjun cut off his wild musings.

Spatial Fond Spirits, in a sense, were even rarer than those of the Lightning Series.

To think of using them to shorten the journey, he would first have to encounter one.

"In the Ancient Cosmos, there were indeed several renowned Holy Spirits of space, all just half a step away from Divine Enthronement."

Seated in the carriage, Lie Xinxin rested her chin in her hand, pondering:

"The Space Magic Carpet, the Soldier’s Holy Spirit from one of the Four Valleys—the Broken Instrument Valley... It’s unknown whether any of them managed to achieve Divine Enthronement."