Ascension

Chapter 13

The living body nestled in Lord Ye Han's palm was a tadpole.

A tadpole is very small, as if it can be crushed to death with a little force.

"Has the omnipotent Creator of Nature . . . performed yet another miracle?"

Mr. Yehan raised his palm and placed it at the level of his eyes.

From the perspective of the little tadpole, it was probably a monster that he had never met in his life, suddenly brought his face to his face.

The opponent's eyeballs alone are about the same size as its body.

When staring at close range, because of being surrounded by shadows, once the sense of oppression rises, it can never fall back.

……

This is all Yehan-jun's imagination.

There are only a few big tadpoles, who don't seem to know what fear is.

The strange magnetic field of life is so close, and the hot breath is within reach.

The little tadpole seemed to have never heard of it, and in his eyes full of spirituality, only curiosity flickered slightly.

"Eye?"

"Eye? Eye?"

The little tadpole flicked his tail and turned around, as if he still didn't quite understand what happened.

Why did the sleeping place change after waking up? Where is this?What am I doing again?

"The fake Jing Beast, the legendary Jing's Blessed Spirit, unexpectedly met me in such an unexpected way..."

Mr. Yehan has seen too many famous scenes, and the storms he has experienced since childhood are thousands of times that of ordinary cultivators.

But this time, he couldn't calm down.

There are hundreds of millions of species in the heavens and worlds, and countless strange ones.

But this "pure beast", even in history books, biographies, and classics, there are only a few words about it.

Relevant knowledge leaves a large blank.

The mysterious color rendered is close to the legendary holy fetus.

Mr. Yehan couldn't help but be amazed, in the small place of Giant Frog Pond, a novice spirit claim center that didn't have much expectation.

To be able to witness such a creature appearing in front of him with such a pure and flawless posture.

It's really... an honor!
"Yeah~~~~"

Tadpoles have long tails and large heads.

Tilting his head and looking around, he looked like a curious baby.

And it is too well-behaved, it never escaped Yehan-jun's palm from beginning to end, either it has a fearless character, or it is heartless, and it doesn't know the danger of human heart.

Mr. Yehan took some water with his other hand and poured it on the little tadpole.

Unexpectedly, the little guy shook his head and splashed the water all at once, and his two eyes the size of rice grains were bent into crescent moons, as if he thought it was so interesting and fun.

"Little guy, hang out with me in the future."

"Follow me, drink the purest flower dew water in the morning, the century-old golden cinnamon syrup at noon, and the fine wine brewed by the fairy sister's onion and jade fingers in the evening...I will guarantee you to develop rapidly and grow into a big fat boy early."

"Yeah!"

The little guy can't understand human language, and language communication belongs to playing the piano against cows.

But it is a pure spirit, full of instinctive self-judgment about good and evil.

Mr. Ye Han has no malicious intentions... This is the only information it can judge, nothing more.

"It would be nice if Liuying was here."

"When she was a child, the spirit species she most wanted to see included pure beasts..."

Lord Ye Han murmured to himself, his eyes lost focus for a moment.

When his consciousness returned to reality, he shook his head slightly, while throwing away distracting thoughts, while seriously thinking about the situation he was facing now.

Pure beasts... are absolutely rare!
Compared with the most common monster and savage spirits, the spirit species holding "Jing" as the seal of chaos is like a pearl hiding in the vast ocean, and the number is not a conceptual level.

Mr. Ye Han dares to be sure that only a very small number of knowledgeable people in the huge Canghai Pavilion may have heard the legend of the Jing Beast.

For the rest, ranging from official tutors to ordinary students, one counts as one. Hearing this term is enough to make him look sideways.

Jing... itself represents a "miracle"!
They are known as the messengers of cleanliness and are naturally blessed by nature. In some ancient legends, they are even connected with good luck, rendering a mysterious aura and color forever.

Mr. Yehan was born in the Ye family, a super clan that lasted for more than a dozen epochs.

He has seen ancient magic birds covering the sky and flying in groups.

I have seen Zhulong who opened his eyes for day, closed his eyes for dusk, breathed out for winter, and exhaled for summer. After sleeping for thousands of years, he finally woke up from the depths of the earth.

I have seen a ghostly dead dragon the size of a mountain, hovering in the center of the doomsday storm, fighting against the fallen angels on the stage of heaven and earth.

In the cemetery where the mountains of corpses are like the sea, I read and read scriptures, learned to play the piano and paint, and cultivated the supreme sentiment.

I also saw the elders of the clan bathe in the blood of the holy phoenix during the flashing thunderstorm, and even tempered the body with the blood of the most holy.

Also on the day when the sun burst, I witnessed all living beings crawling on the ground, and the world withered and cried for it...

Mr. Yehan has seen too many creatures of all kinds.

Some are strong, some are weak, some are ancient, some are grotesque...

But there is no doubt that this is the first time he has seen the soul of Jing Zhi.

"If those brothers and sisters know about it, I think it will be bloody and bloody when I meet a real pure-blood beast."

"For them, good things can only belong to themselves, and outsiders are just custodians, even if this person is a brother who is related by blood... Hehe, what a cruel and realistic family."

Lord Ye Han chuckled, shook his head and remained silent.

The little tadpole in the palm finally tensed up, looking around carefully, looking for the imaginary villain who killed it.

"It's okay, we still have enough time to develop, and we may not be weaker than them in the future."

Mr. Yehan stretched out a finger and scratched the top of the little guy's head.

An unexpected situation happened. Although the little tadpole seemed to enjoy being touched, in the dark, the strengthening effect similar to that of ghost spiders and camellia dogs was not triggered.

"Jing Beast is inherently pure, and it is dozens of times more difficult to fall into an abnormal state than ordinary spirits, and it is less likely to be affected by ordinary toxin threats..."

"Is it because of the little guy's physical problems, or is there a limit to my authority as a coach?"

Mr. Yehan pondered for a few seconds, put down the tadpole temporarily, and grabbed a jumping shrimp from the water tank.

The jumping shrimp, which is less than the size of a palm, no matter how you touch it, there is no emotion of enjoyment.

Instead, out of the water, it becomes terrified.

He kept trying to use his strength, trying to break free from Lord Yehan's restraint and return to the water tank.

Mr. Yehan was thoughtful.

They replaced other water-type spirit species, and found that the results were exactly the same, none of which could trigger specific effects.

"There are restrictions, in line with the expected conjecture."

"In specific circumstances, more samples are needed for in-depth research."

After finishing the brief experiment, Mr. Yehan smiled when he met the little tadpole's sparkling eyes.

"Thanks to your unparalleled perverted perception, otherwise you wouldn't be able to find you disguised as a stone."

"Although I don't know where you were born, it can be seen that you are too young, more like a cub than a cub."

"Yeah~~~~"

The little tadpole couldn't understand, but seeing the "big tadpole" chatting with it, he was quite happy emotionally, shaking his head and constantly seconding.

"Shall I prepare a separate luxurious water tank for you, or do you want to join in the fun and live with the friends here?"

Mr. Yehan picked up the tadpole and sent it to the side of the big bathtub.

This time, the little tadpole blinked and slid into the water.

"Yeah~~~~~"(≧≦)

The little tadpole swam twice, happily, and his crystal clear body seemed to dissolve in water. Without careful observation, he couldn't see where it was at all.

And for its arrival, whether it is a jumping shrimp, a one-eyed goldfish or a miniature crab, they are all unaware of it.

Unless the little tadpole swims to the front of a little guy and is almost close to each other, the other party will "wow", because the little life that suddenly appeared, his eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.

"Low innate sense of presence?" Mr. Yehan watched with relish.

It is indeed described in ancient books.

As a species favored by nature, the pure beast is difficult to notice based on instinct, whether it is a creature born with wisdom or ignorance.

Even if it is a vicious killing creature, as long as it is not completely out of control.

When encountering pure beasts, they will try to avoid them as much as possible, and they are unwilling to easily cause conflicts.

The Spirit of Purity - Equivalent to carrying a life talisman innately!

With this alone, the value of race can be raised to an incredible level!
"Little guy, they don't play with you."

Mr. Yehan squatted on the ground, just silently watching the little tadpoles swimming around.

Those little fish and shrimps ignored it, and would run away when they were cornered, but the little guy was always carefree, and a tadpole could play happily.

"Yeah~~~~"

Hearing Mr. Ye Han seemed to be calling it, the little tadpole came out from the bottom of the water.

Most of its head floats on the surface of the water, and its tail wags and wags. It is cute and cute, just like a child.

Mr. Yehan laughed. Such a simple way of getting along has never been experienced in this life, and it is full of novelty.

"Innocence and innocence as the dominant core personality, to some extent represent the most important personality of the spirit..."

"This little guy is destined to be well protected. Whoever dares to pollute it, teach it bad, hurt it... will bear my anger."

Mr. Yehan stretched out a finger again, and touched the big cold forehead of the little tadpole.

Then, he stood up, turned off the light in the bathroom, and just walked out.

"The luckiest thing today is to miss the "pure white tadpole". The future is full of hope and possibility. "

"But unfortunately, the little guy is too young to have any combat skills."

"The first contract imprint related to the coach, if I give it to the little tadpole, I will fall into a comprehensive passive in a short time, and I will face challenges from all parties, with more than I can do..."

Lord Yehan pinched his chin and frowned slightly.

For the sake of reality, it is quite helpless to have to change the choice, but there is really no room for tolerance.

"In other words, I still have to find a way to find a more suitable first companion..."

Mr. Ye Han's thoughts turned, and unconsciously, he returned to the hall and the place where he entered the door.

"Roar!!!"

The shield turtle was tied up and could not move.

But this did not prevent it from finding the target. As soon as it saw Mr. Ye Han approaching, the suppressed roar in his throat burst out, making the lonely night become harsh and noisy.

"Forget it, let's talk about the contracted spirit tomorrow."

"Seeing that you have been upset for a long time... Come here!"

(End of this chapter)