Ascension

Chapter 10

"But your body seems to be weaker than when you came here."

"If you don't rest for a while, will the contracted spirit make a mistake?"

Jia Bangbang showed hesitation, concerned about his state.

Lord Ye Han shook his head: "The piece of jerky that Senior Jiang gave should have come from the womb of a jade baby."

"After eating, I felt warm all over, and my listless state improved slightly."

"In addition, I am an active awakener, and my innate soul is stronger than my peers. It is not a big problem to support a spirit contract..."

"Okay then, let's go."

Jia Bang Bang nodded and raised his arms:

"Come out, Nobita!"

"Cluck! Cluck!!"

As soon as the giant bird came out, it raised its head to the sky and screamed again, as if being locked in the contract space was an unbearable torture for it.

"Target, baby bird house!"

"Estimated time of arrival, before 7 o'clock!"

At this time, the sun was setting to the west, and the fiery red sunset glow was blazing. The stars seeped out a little bit from the night, and there were three phantoms of crescent moons, floating silently above the head.

Mr. Ye Han didn't say much, while holding the giant bird's feathers, he closed his eyes and meditated, trying to adjust his breathing as much as possible.

Healing a body riddled with holes is not a one-time effort, it needs a long cycle.

The blood contract ceremony related to the trainer requires a lot of resources to pave the way, and also requires a strong body and a full soul, so as to ensure an absolute success rate.

The only thing Yehan-jun can do now is to improve his own life-saving ability from the most core point of view, to the first spirit of the contract coach.

After all... who doesn't even have a contracted family spirit, what kind of family master is he?
"Young Master Han, we're here."

The giant bird slowly descended, Yehan Jun opened his eyes, and slid down the giant bird's back to the ground.

He looked intently, and under the twilight, a white city gate stood up against the sky, at least 50 meters high.

Looking inside, the road is paved with square bluestones, and there are various spacious and bright shops on both sides. The colorful lamps and shadows sway with the evening wind, and a dreamy and colorful world is born.

"Young Master Han, I am neither a student nor a mentor, and I am not qualified to enter this area."

Jia Bang Bang scratched his head, slightly embarrassed.

Lord Yehan pondered for a few seconds, thanked him again for his help, and signaled that he would go on alone without worrying.

"Farewell to Mr. Han." Jia Bangbang smiled honestly and sincerely blessed:
"I have a hunch that the arrival of Mr. Han will cause quite a stir in the Canghai Pavilion."

"I am very much looking forward to seeing Mr. Han talking eloquently in front of the podium, and I am also very much looking forward to what kind and attribute the first soul of Mr. Han's contract will be."

"Let's wait and see."

Mr. Yehan waved his hand and strode forward.

When passing by the door, he took out his personal badge.

There was only a beep, and there was a slight resistance in the body, as if passing through a thin layer of air bubbles.

"Yo, there's another new student here?"

In the first store on the street, a shirtless old man is holding a cattail fan, sitting on a bench to enjoy the shade leisurely.

There was a large patterned python coiled in front of him, and when he sensed Mr. Ye Han passing by, he just raised his lazy eyelids and immediately went back to sleep.

"Just look at it. With their personal badges, freshmen can take away any spirit from the chick house. It's free, and the college pays for it behind the scenes!"

The old man greeted him, but he didn't mean to get up to greet him at all.

To Mr. Ye Han's senses, it was like coming to a decaying market, with no flow of people, let alone lifeless.

"Uncle, how old is this big-eyed dog? Why doesn't he feel healthy enough?"

"Oh, just after the full moon, my eyes were scratched by a cat monster, and I got a bit of a bacterial infection."

Counting straight past, at the third shop on the right, a man and a woman are asking about the status of the spirit, with the restraint unique to young people on their faces.

Mr. Yehan glanced at it, and continued walking forward without stopping.

When I first arrived, my first impression was very ordinary.

As far as the eye can see, most of them are small-sized spirits, either locked in big cages, or locked in special barriers, or sleeping soundly, or chatting in every possible way, and their mental state is really average.

Is this the Canghai Pavilion's nestling house dedicated to cultivating high-quality souls?Sure enough, you can't have too many expectations, a small place is a small place after all...

Mr. Yehan frowned and kept sweeping the street.

Although it is called "Chicken House", it is a pedestrian street.

Generally, the divisional management mechanism is adopted. On average, one store is assigned a special person to take care of ten cubs.

Although the related varieties are various, the quality is far from reaching the level that Mr. Yehan stopped to take a look.

"Hey, this is a camellia dog? With dark eyes and almost full teeth, he is not a bad contract partner..."

In 15 minutes, Mr. Ye Han stopped at shop No. 65.

The caretaker of this store actually read scrolls while lying in a hammock, immersing himself in the ocean of knowledge.

And at the front of his store, there is a 40 cm long puppy, not tied to a rope, sitting on the ground obediently, looking at passers-by curiously.

"Wang! Wang!"

Meeting Mr. Ye Han's gaze, the puppy stood up, wagging his tail, with a very enthusiastic attitude.

Mr. Yehan looked carefully, this camellia dog has dark green hair, the hair is very clean, it can be seen that it has been taken care of usually.

And the golden-yellow petals on the top of its head, although they haven't fully bloomed, can already smell the faint aroma of tea leaves.

"It's a pity that contracting such spirits can help me speed up my physical condition."

"But the Camellia Dog's combat effectiveness is deviated, and because of the healing buds on its head, it is easy to become the hunting target of other spirits..."

Mr. Yehan shook his head, the little dog was human, and the fast wagging tail gradually stopped, and returned to the original position pitifully.

"There will be a family leader who is more suitable for you, don't worry."

Mr. Ye Han thought for a while, but he didn't rush to leave. He stepped forward and stroked the forehead of the Camellia dog cub.

A scene similar to a ghost spider happened, he just kneaded and patted lightly, the little boy narrowed his eyes, showing an expression of extreme enjoyment.

"Let's go, goodbye."

Mr. Ye Han stood up and took a step forward.

The Camellia Dog whimpered and watched him leave reluctantly.

……

"Naughty frog, wind butterfly, black ape, sharp beak grass, wick ghost..."

"The further back you go, the better the quality, but these varieties suck!"

As the head of the family, the importance of the first head of the family can be imagined.

However, pure strength cannot be used as the main reference factor.

The first priority of the spirit contract is still "power".

"Knights" must contract riding pets, otherwise they will bury their own power, and it will be impossible to advance to the second rank throughout their lives.

"Magic Apprentice" is suitable for contract spell-type spirits, and the power of spells can be increased when the two are combined.

"Scout" is suitable for spirits with excellent observation ability or latent ability, so that they can complement each other when they are active in the wild, instead of dragging each other down.

……

First fit, define the qualities that must be possessed, and then consider the strength, potential, and personality of the spirit... In this way, there will be no mistakes.

Yehan-jun currently needs to match the authority, which is "coach".

The name of this authority, looking at so many ancient books, can't find the existence of the same name.

Combined with the superficial identification as E-level, the actual power displayed is extraordinary. The "qualification identification" alone can crush thousands of people of the same level.

Mr. Ye Han has reason to suspect that the "teacher" may have particularity and uniqueness. It is too superficial to explain the definition in a few sentences!

But in addition to anticipation, there are many distressing places.

There is a theorem in the circle of kinship masters. If you lack awareness of your own powers, you don't know what type of kinship spirit you are suitable for.

The best way is to get in close contact with the spirits.

The sixth sense in Jieshi will give you a faint spiritual reminder when you encounter a target with matching attributes and abilities.

Or, when encountering a species that is absolutely unsuitable, it will give you a warning and tell you not to make a contract.

Of course, these hints are all vague, and taking the type of ability of the spirit as the standard of measurement from a macro perspective is not nuanced to every individual.

But Mr. Yehan is convinced that his spiritual perception at this stage is at least ten times higher than that of the same level.

Along the way, there was no reminder to help him distinguish the good from the bad in terms of suitability for power.

There are only two possibilities.

Or, the spirits here are too hip, and none of them are conducive to the growth of authority.

Or, the coach belongs to the "undefined authority", which does not have an absolute sense of fit or incompatibility, and the degree of freedom is extremely high.

……

"Roar! Roar!"

"Meow! Meow!"

"Baga! Baga!!"

After a while, Mr. Yehan saw a big fat pig with a body length of more than 2 meters. It was pink and tender, very simple and cute.

This is "Ton Ton Pig". With its tough pigskin, it can block sharp weapons from piercing.

Coupled with its crazily growing size, just a random hit can make the small spirit unable to eat and walk around.

"There is still no spiritual hint or warning, but this tons of pigs is really good..."

Mr. Yehan had a brief heartbeat.

When he thought about how many tons of pigs had to eat eight meals a day, and each meal had to eat a big iron basin, he had no choice but to give up decisively.

——There are too many places to spend money.

If it is easier for the spirit to feed, it will also be a kind of decompression for him, and the saved resources can be used in other places.

"Hey, there are blood-sucking mosquitoes in the giant frog pond?"

In storefront No. 90, there are five large glass enclosures, and five large mosquitoes with interlaced black and red stripes, buzzing non-stop.

Mr. Yehan favors the one with the largest body size, which has reached the Dacheng of Clay Sculpture. Compared with the other four, it also masters the skill "sprint".

"It belongs to sensitive attack and cannot be ridden."

"Possess the characteristic 'blood-sucking and self-healing', even if you are seriously injured and dying, as long as you suck enough fresh blood, you can quickly become alive and kicking."

"The most important thing is that it can be cultivated carefully, and it can ascend and evolve in the direction of "Dragon Blood Flying Mosquito". Its potential can be described as excellent..."

Mr. Yehan's eyes were burning, and he once again had the idea that "this spirit can be added as a candidate".

But he was not in a hurry to make up his mind. There were about 20 stores behind, and it would be safer to read all of them.

(End of this chapter)