The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 799 - 325: Cemetery Area_3

"Do you know the dangers of excessive supplementation?"

"Ye Yin had already consumed a medicinal herb, and in principle, not eating wouldn’t be a problem."

"You increased the dose of the elixir and just randomly mixed spiritual materials. What if it damages his body? The cockroaches and the mantises will come after you for revenge!"

"Ah? I’m sorry..."

Little GuaGua, covering his head, said pitifully:

"Did GuaGua cause trouble again? That shouldn’t be right..."

"Those spiritual materials, GuaGua felt subconsciously that they could be combined, it wasn’t just thrown in there randomly..."

"Ssslurp—Ssslurp—"

Lion Head, always full of energy, unknowingly made its way to the kitchen.

Ignoring the red-hot charcoal, it dove into the soup like a whale gulping water, its already bulging belly swelled out even more.

"Hiss!!"

After only a few sips, it actually became dizzy and couldn’t tell north from east from south from west.

When it suddenly thudded to the ground, not only was GuaGua startled, but Ye Hanjun’s heart also skipped a beat.

"This can’t be... Even Xiaoxiong couldn’t withstand the potency of the medicine?"

GuaGua was completely out of confidence, appearing as if he had done something well-intentioned but harmful and felt dejected.

"No, that’s not right..."

Ye Hanjun was not a veterinarian and could not care for living creatures.

But he had Talent Identification, and his attribute panel showed not "Food Poisoning," but "Overstuffed," "Fast Digestion," and "Rapid Healing."

"This food you created yourself might have some positive effects."

"But Ye Yin’s constitution is too weak, he might not be able to handle it... well, let’s observe a bit longer before drawing conclusions."

Ye Hanjun didn’t mind GuaGua using a seed without permission, good steel should be used for the blade, as long as it wasn’t wasteful, everything is fine.

Even if it was wasteful, since it was made by GuaGua, he wouldn’t get angry. At most, he’d give a verbal lesson. If it happens again, it’ll be dealt with then.

"Eh?"

Two days and two nights later, Ye Yin woke up.

He shakily climbed out of bed, fumbling for his walking stick while calling for the cockroaches and mantises.

"Huh, you look a lot better, has your weakness diminished a little?"

Ye Hanjun opened his eyes and looked him over, his gaze showing slight amazement.

"I remember now, your little animal gave me some soup to drink..."

As if recalling the taste of the soup, Ye Yin shrank his neck and said with lingering fear:

"The taste was indeed delicious, but once it went down, my skin felt like it was on fire, both sore and spicy."

"But after waking up, I felt refreshed. My legs and feet felt stronger, and it seems like I could shorten the period of weakness by at least a month..."

"Yay! GuaGua didn’t do anything bad! That’s great!"

GuaGua, perched on Ye Hanjun’s head, upon hearing this, danced with joy:

"Grandpa, I saved some soup for you. When you think it’s okay, you can faint for another two days, and maybe your weakness will go away immediately!"

"The rest, I’ve fed to Big Goose and Xiaoxiong. Their skin is thick and their flesh is tough, they slurped it up without a problem!"

"Good, thank you."

Ye Yin followed the voice and responded with a smile.

"Since everything’s alright, we’ll be leaving now. Take care of yourself."

"Don’t worry, I’ve survived here for many years. I know well how to scrape by."

Ye Yin waved his hand, signaling Ye Hanjun to leave without concern.

Ye Hanjun nodded, called for Goose Immortal to wake Lion Head, and then rode off on the sheep’s back, leaving the thatched hut behind.

His destination was clear, heading straight for the west side of the isolated island.

After a full day’s run, the sky, a mass of dark ink, reflected in his eyes, and the biting frost wind brushed across his nose, as if blowing straight to his heart.

"Hoo—"

Ye Hanjun shivered while Lion Head yawned.

The long run had warmed its body, but suddenly entering such a cold place, it found the temperature suitable for a beast, thinking a nap at this time would be incredibly satisfying.

Regrettably, as it lowered its head, the vigilant Sheep Head and Snake Head each gave it a bump.

Lion Head sighed, slowly lifted its head, lowered its speed, and moved lethargically toward the cold domain.

"Stop."

Ye Hanjun suddenly issued a command, his face tense with seriousness.

The feeling up ahead was very ominous; this was a warning from his Super Spirituality, and if he did not take it seriously, the price might be his life.

"How desolate, so deathly still, nothing but ruins."

GuaGua perched on his head, clutching Ye Hanjun’s hair, looking around.

Ahead, dark clouds loomed over the sky, and a miasma wrapped the land.

Collapsed buildings could occasionally be seen amid the overgrown weeds and rugged stones, the dilapidated scene of broken walls and remnants like a tattered scroll revealing its bleak essence.

In the distance, bare trees without leaves, wilted vines without stems, and slanted graves stood.

The cold wind blew, as if carrying the fiendish presence of ghosts and monsters baring their teeth and claws. In a moment, it pierced through their bodies.

"Indeed, it’s a Demon’s land."

Ye Hanjun sighed lightly, his expression even more cautious.

He felt not the slightest hint of life, and the endless solitude permeated this Netherland. The spreading evil aura chilled him to the bone.

"No wonder the old man met with misfortune here. I really hate this place. If possible, I truly don’t want to come any closer."

Hearing GuaGua’s muttering, Ye Hanjun was surprised and asked pointedly, "Really?"

"Yes."

GuaGua, losing any playful mood, nodded seriously and said:

"I don’t know how to describe it, but I just dislike it here. Subconsciously, I feel this place is very dirty, a site where filth gathers."

"Big tadpole, should we wait until the old man has fully recovered and then explore this place together?"

"This is the 15th level. I suspect that we might encounter dangers far beyond our current status. If we rashly interfere, we might lose our lives!"

"Exploring with Ye Yin might be even more dangerous."

Ye Hanjun shook his head; he did not wish to compound potential calamities of the same nature in the most dangerous places.

Compared to that, the help that Ye Yin could offer him was extremely limited.

If he had to rely on his current team, they would not be able to find the depths of the Nether domain. Even if the two of them worked together with all their might, the likelihood of success was virtually nil.