The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 768 - 315: Holy Scorpion Demon_2

"I think it seems to be cursing," GuaGua said, craning its neck to peek, and blinked its innocent big eyes.

"Heaven and Earth Perfection... With such low strength, it can only become a lamb waiting for slaughter."

Ye Hanjun didn’t rush into action and continued to observe the situation.

But to say he wasn’t the least bit tempted would be unrealistic.

The ancestors of the Demon Scorpion included not just one but several ’Holy Scorpion Demons.’

This lineage excelled at close combat, having top-tier hardness, destructive power, and recovery abilities among their kin, matching even the Savage Beasts.

Furthermore, they possessed the characteristic of venom.

Imagine, amidst the wide swings of close combat, treacherous sneak attacks and assassinations were interwoven. How could the outcome of victory and defeat not tilt towards the Demon Scorpion?

"Tempting, but only for a moment," Ye Hanjun reflected.

"With Goose Immortal for physical combat, adding another similar one seems unnecessary."

Mind racing as quick as lightning, Ye Hanjun promptly shifted his focus.

He was undoubtedly more interested in another of the sacred lineages.

This was a monster shaped like a barrel, devoid of limbs such as hands or feet; most of its body submerged in a dark liquid, with only a camel-shaped head exposed.

The moment it emerged, Ye Mochou disappeared from his spot.

When one looked again, the Abyss of Destruction bore down heavily, with the White Bird Demon, Medicine Demon, and Fission Snake Demon encircling like three hunting cheetahs, sealing all escapes for the creature.

"There actually are extinct Liquor Demon Fairies, one of the sacred lineages sealed by Soul Calming Mountain. Not one in number, but the quality is far better than I imagined..." Ye Mo commented, standing beside Ye Hanjun.

Seemingly noticing Ye Hanjun’s gaze, she turned her head and shrugged:

"Of the three sacred lineages present, this one is obviously the most suitable for you."

"But with Ye Mochou acting personally, you don’t stand a chance, I’m afraid I can’t help you there."

"No rush," Ye Hanjun replied indifferently, "Although it’s suitable, it’s not indispensable to me."

"Legend has it that this lineage could evolve into the ’Liquor Demon Fairy,’" sighed Ye Mo, with yearning and envy:

"A cup of liquor could heal serious injuries."

"A cup of liquor could intoxicate the Red Dust."

"A cup of liquor could throw the heavens into chaos."

"A cup of liquor could erase memories."

"A cup of liquor, sought after for a thousand pieces of gold."

"..."

"The ancestor of this lineage seems to have been born in our Ghost Lamp Abyss, one of the guardian Fond Spirits during the most glorious period of our Ye Clan."

"It not only serves a supporting role, but it also combines many different functions, each more powerful than the last."

"If Big Brother Mochou could contract it, the team’s overall combat strength would double—that’s not just talk."

Ye Yaya, retreating to the edge, agreed softly:

"Indeed, my choice to stay out of the competition was correct."

"Although there are already more of the sacred lineages than I had anticipated, the predators outnumber the prey. When our clan members spot a suitable Fond Spirit, they will never give up their chance to act."

Ye Mo was indifferent to Ye Yaya’s comment.

She observed Ye Yunruo, who was still taking no action, and seconds later, made a new suggestion:

"Yunruo is the ’Death Songstress,’ unrelated to melody and sound waves; Fon Spirits that have nothing to do with these aspects are beyond her consideration."

"I am the ’Demon Beast Knight,’ and my potential contracts too have their limitations."

"But still known as ’Little Monkey Lord,’ once I return to my ancestors, I will inevitably evolve into the ’Ugly Monkey Lord,’ when I’ll possess a supple and agile body and the insidiously strange Demon Skills, impossible to guard against."

"Yunruo, Lord Han, how about we join forces to subdue it first, then consider who should nurture it—is that acceptable?"

"Agreed."

Ye Yunruo’s voice was as fine as a gnat’s, and very faint:

"Since it’s a sacred lineage left by our progenitor, there’s no reason to allow it to escape."

"But to capture it, we don’t need so many people."

"I’ll use the mesmerizing Stupid Sound to hypnotize it, trying not to harm it as much as possible, and you provide support to intercept, to prevent its escape—that will be enough."

"Alright."

Ye Hanjun nodded slightly, agreeing to the plan.

Each of the three sacred lineages had its distinct characteristics, but his priority was still breaking through to the 7th position. Without ascendancy, there was no talk of empty Marks.

"Teehee! Goo goo!!"

The Stupid Sound Rabbit, nearly the same size as GuaGua, hopped onto Ye Yunruo’s shoulder, its forelimbs clasped together; as it closed its big pink eyes slowly, with soft and long rabbit ears swaying, a mesmerizing song, almost like celestial music, drifted far and wide.

"Squeak!"

Little Monkey Lord suddenly supported itself on all fours, its skinny figure rapidly growing stronger.

It had executed the ’Gigantification Skill,’ followed by the ’Rubbery Body’ Skill that made its hands extend hundreds of meters, easily grabbing onto a rock face, and then bounced off with the momentum.

"Aaaaaahhhhh!!!!"

The Cricket Maiden and Three-Hearted Cicada embraced, their highly annoying and piercing dueled choral sounds blending, causing chaos.

The Little Monkey Lord, already leaping mid-air, stumbled, falling uncontrollably.

"Roar!!!!"

Before hitting the ground, the Little Monkey Lord’s scream transformed into the ’Sound of Rage,’ mimicking the Ferocious Beasts, as it intimidated and subdued all living creatures.

Thus, both the mesmerizing sound and the chaotic cries were briefly silenced.

"Humans, you vex this monkey too much!!"

The giant Little Monkey Lord, filled with spirited anger and telepathic thoughts, caused the earth to quake ever so slightly.

"You belittle my youth, confine me to a cage!"

"I must leave this place, ascend to sacred status in the future, and crush you all underfoot!"