The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1003 - 393: The First Under Heaven, Mu Yi Hanba_2

"Buddhist chants and morning dew, what rank are they?"

Mie Quan didn’t even think before replying:

"Both are Minor Saintly Perfection."

Ye Hanjun seemed to be contemplating as he continued:

"I heard that the Hanba Clan has inherent longevity and are very hard to kill in the Acquired phase, enabling them to leap across many epochs and witness the rise and fall of history."

"Correspondingly, the rare population and slow growth are also undeniable drawbacks. From what is seen now, it seems half true?"

"Extremely so."

Mie Quan nodded, candidly saying:

"Even at the peak of my clan, our numbers never exceeded a hundred corpses."

"Without accidents, growing once every one or two epochs is considered normal."

"With exceptionally good fortune, at the fastest, reaching Supreme Holy Completion in two and a half epochs, one would be enshrined in our clan history, their glory everlasting."

"If that’s the case, may I change the target of the contract?"

Ye Hanjun spoke with a heavy and calm voice, proactively explaining:

"I can’t wait that long, I may not even live that long."

"By virtue of my ability, I can cross ranks to bind contracts."

"Why not do it in one go, sign directly with you, and aim for Divine Enthronement, how does that sound?"

"Huh?"

Mie Quan was taken aback, disbelief flooding his fierce big eyeball:

"What did you say? You want to sign a contract with us?"

"Such a straightforward request, I have never heard the likes of it in all my years."

"You, a young lad, have quite the grand ambition."

"You have not even become a saint yet, but already looking towards Divine Enthronement and Crown Rank. Where does your confidence come from, the Jester Emperor?"

Mie Quan’s expression of surprise faded, a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he openly mocked:

"Let me make it clear, there have been seven instances of The Fetus of God Sealing dying at the hands of my ancestors."

"Types like the Jester Emperor are not even worthy of licking my ancestors’ feet; don’t think that just because You killed Him, it proves something."

"I dare not."

Ye Hanjun replied calmly:

"But we are both Hanba, why can’t we cooperate?"

"Could it be because your experiences have been so harrowing that you prefer going solo, thus disliking bondage?"

"Perhaps."

Mie Quan didn’t answer directly, simply letting out a light laugh, a surge of mythological might suddenly erupting from within him:

"You can try."

"I will stand right here, not resisting, not complying. If you can brand the marks on my bloodline, then cooperation with you is not out of the question."

"Good!"

Ye Hanjun, fearless as a calf facing a tiger, showed no signs of timidity, instead, he earnestly focused.

Since he could break through equal-level restraints, the ability granted by the Pioneer Sect Leader must be immense.

But Ye Hanjun had never tried a contract beyond rank, and itching to try, he proceeded.

"Hu-la-la!!"

His left index and middle fingers pressed down at the center of his brow.

Gathering his breath and concentration, shedding all distractions and affirming his current belief, ten King Yan incarnations manifested outside his body.

Wind, Lightning, Fire, Medicine, Metal, Ice, Boiling... ten Hells, emanating auras of life, death, and plunder, majestic and awe-inspiring, causing hearts to quiver.

"Indeed capable of suppressing ordinary members of the Corpse Race."

"But for me... it means nothing!"

Mie Quan grinned, showing his sharp fangs clearly.

As he said, he was neither actively resisting nor complying but simply, in his normal state, welcoming this unique new experience amidst the life of corpses.

"Hu-la-la!!!"

A drop of golden blood, glowing with golden light, was suspended between his fingers.

Ye Hanjun froze, unable to press his fingers towards Mie Quan no matter how much he focused his will.

In his perception, that guy was like an insurmountable mountain, already lofty and towering.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, he couldn’t even see the peak; the overwhelming pressure of the mountain bore down upon him, and just keeping his legs from going weak was already a testament to great resolve and talent.

"Hahaha, can’t do it, can you?"

"I told you, already a Half-Step Deity, besides those of Crown Rank, who else could connect their fate with mine?"

Mie Quan laughed heartily, his laughter containing a third of pride and two-thirds of arrogance.

Elder Yin, Elder Yang, Mu Shoucong, Ye Liuying—they all remained silent.

Honestly, they didn’t find it funny at all.

Ye Hanjun’s courage alone in daring to try was enough to put him way ahead of the others.

"So if a Half-Step Deity won’t do, what about a true Supreme Holy Completion?"

Ye Hanjun abandoned the impractical idea, his gaze sweeping past Mie Quan and locking onto Mu Yi Hanba:

"Senior Mu Yi, if I must choose a Hanba to sign a contract with, I’d actually much prefer you."

"There’s a fate between us, meeting in the corpse cave was not easy."

"Me?"

Mu Yi Hanba was startled, then shook his head:

"I don’t have much time left, stubbornly clinging to life until the Ancestor returns is the end of my life."

"The Marks of the Human Race are very precious, and you hold Dual Authority; don’t waste your time on me."

"But my ability can extend life."

Ye Hanjun pinched the golden blood at his fingertips, his hair fluttering in the wind, his figure ethereal and otherworldly like a banished immortal:

"I know you are elderly and near your limit."

"Ordinary sacred medicines, you’ve probably consumed in abundance, with no benefit anymore."

"But my ability is different, swallowing blood essence, harboring spirit flowers, it can mend wounds, and even extend life."

"I believe I can help you live longer, and live well."

"Eh? Is that true?"

Before Mu Yi could respond, Mie Quan could no longer stay silent.

He suddenly widened his eyes, revealing a strange look of eager anticipation:

"Are you really sure you can extend Mu Yi’s lifespan?"

"His deficits are different from other beings, only divine medicines of a hundred thousand-year level from All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds could possibly help him."