The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 969 - 382: Divine Trace Lineage - Corpse Dragon Queen

"I don’t care, I just find it amusing!"

GuaGua paid no heed to that old Xiahou, with his bad temper, picky eyes, and obsession with research.

No wonder at his age, he had neither a home nor a spouse, forced to rely solely on a group of mechanical spirits for company, pitiful indeed.

"Master, could you prepare a quiet room for me?"

Ye Hanjun grabbed the little one’s nape and hoisted it back onto his shoulder.

Afterward, he pointed at the Mechanical Chimera cub, the meaning in his eyes clear without words.

"Ling Er, prepare the guest room."

"And when you come back, catch that Reinforced Jellyfish for me. I need to continue my research on mechanical transformations, I can’t afford to waste time."

Xiahou Danxin waved his hand, his eager eyes hinting at some intriguing new experiment.

The Mechanical Gazelle King obeyed, immediately breaking free from the charging station, serving as the lead servant to guide everyone to another door.

"Humans, did you manage to kill that old man?"

"Did you lose? That’s impossible! You came here with such ferocity, how could you be so useless?!"

Passing by the cage, the Reinforced Jellyfish clung to the bars, its desperate and urgent psychic waves secretly reaching Ye Hanjun’s ears.

Ye Hanjun glanced at it, a trace of pity in his eyes, his pace steady from beginning to end.

The Reinforced Jellyfish panicked, violently shaking the bars along with the ear-piercing sound of metal friction, both scolding and shouting:

"Humans! Don’t give up! Think of something else!"

"Help me escape! Take me away from here! I’ll ask the Corpse Dragon Queen of the Jueying Clan, she can definitely annihilate that old man completely!"

"Beep! Target detected, automatic status check program initiated!"

"Beep! Target’s vital signs stable, meeting basic laboratory requirements, beginning injection of the sleep drug..."

The Mechanical Gazelle King suddenly stopped in its tracks, its tail opening up to reveal a syringe shooting out.

In a swift movement, quicker than the blink of an eye, the needle entered the brain of the Reinforced Jellyfish, roughly a liter of a translucent liquid was fully injected.

"No... I don’t want to die... I don’t want to die..."

The Reinforced Jellyfish struggled desperately, but its strength diminished more and more.

In just a few seconds, it collapsed onto the ground, completely immobilized.

The psychic waves mixed with fear and anger no longer resounded.

The only thing visible was its eyes rolling back, bubbles forming at the mouth, in an extremely unnatural sleeping posture.

"Life and death are predestined, I have no obligation to save you."

Ye Hanjun gently dropped those words and then followed the direction indicated by the Mechanical Gazelle King, entering a metal-constructed reception room.

"Clang!"

The door closed tightly, the empty room containing nothing but an iron bed, nothing else.

Ye Hanjun instantly released his Super Spirituality to ensure there were no hidden monitoring devices.

After confirming, he aligned his left index and middle fingers, slowly pressing them against his forehead.

"In all heavens and myriads of worlds, the weak rage like tigers, the strong are calm like water."

"My path, aims for the Crown Rank."

"If I cannot become the strongest, unable to protect my clan, unable to care for my Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits, I will regret it all my life..."

Emptying his mind, severing all thoughts.

Ye Hanjun adhered to his true self, following the steps of "right mindfulness," establishing his life beliefs at that very moment.

Ye Liuying and Mu Shoucong retreated to the edge of the room, not daring to come too close.

The next moment, Dragon Chant and Tiger’s Roar echoed back and forth.

A Gray Sun hung in the sky emitting a vast aura as imposing as mountains, rushing around aggressively.

It sounded as if there were ritual music in one’s ears, coming from the heavens above, seemingly suppressing the Nine Seas and Eight Mountains—extraordinary scenes followed one after another.

"Whoosh!!!"

A drop of blood, shimmering with a golden glow, seeped from Ye Hanjun’s forehead, precisely captured between his fingers.

He looked up, staring at the Mechanical Chimera cub, and declared firmly,

"Following Goose Immortal, Huazhu, and GuaGua, this is the fourth mark of ’Pioneer Sect Leader.’"

"True name of the contracted—Lan Qixiong."

"May you uphold your innate nature, devote yourself to spiritual practice, and someday achieve Divine Enthronement as a Supreme Saint..."

"Boom!!!"

The golden halo enveloped the reception room, and the black metallic walls reflected each beam of magnificent light.

In the spiritual world, there also burst forth a brilliant divine light soaring straight up for ninety thousand miles.

"Zzzap!!!"

On his arm, the slowly wriggling blood threads suddenly went berserk.

They frantically climbed along the bridge, reaching the other side, which was the body of the Mechanical Chimera cub.

Perhaps it was because of the three heads corresponding to three spirits.

The blood threads split into three at the moment of division, and on the back of Ye Hanjun’s neck, a tri-headed mark with a metallic luster was born.

"We did it!"

"xiaolan, Xiaoqi, Xiaoxiong, you finally have a structure!"

The jittery GuaGua was dancing joyously, vibrant and exuberant.

It sprinted to the goat-headed brain, grabbed a horn, and swayed drunkenly from side to side, causing endless uproar.

"Baa!!"

"Sssss!!"

"Zzz... Zzz..."

The goat head stood proud, while the snake head was focused intently.

Only the lion head was firmly convinced it should sleep after the serious business was done, allowing no one to disturb it.

"You can really sleep, those species famous for sleeping are no match for you!"

GuaGua jumped onto the lion head’s helmet, pounding it forcefully, creating a thunderous clashing sound.

It aimed to invigorate the lion head’s spirit, vitality, and energy.

But it was futile; xiaolan’s eyelids drooped, unresponsive to the heavens or the earth.

To rouse him truly required a life-or-death situation and forced action, otherwise, it was hopeless.

"Baa Baa Baa!! Sssss Sssss!!"

Yang Xiaoqi and She Xiaoxiong were long accustomed to this.

They had now learned to move using their buttocks, taking the snake head as the lead, with the goat head kicking backwards, forcibly dragging the lion head along, managing basic exploration, adventure, and combat.