The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 698 - 292: The Flying Witch

Deep Black Wheel, Ferocious Ghost Hall resting area.

As the Wings of Night behind Ye Hanjun completely shattered, the thread of fate binding him to Ye Liuying in the depths of the Nether finally reached its breaking point.

He opened his eyes, and the greyish dimness in his gaze made him look like an aged elder who had long seen through the Red Dust and life and death.

"Swish swish swish swish—"

One after another, beams of golden light, like golden lanterns illuminating the black night, engulfed the Contracted Fond Spirits still on the fifth rank—Demon Heart Chrysanthemum, Huazhu, Goose Immortal, GuaGua—all but the Stone Giant were covered in the light of evolution.

"Stone, eat this."

Ye Liuying took out a pre-prepared evolutionary meteorite and threw it into the air.

"Wudong!"

The Stone Giant opened its mouth and bit the meteorite to pieces.

Once the fragments of the meteorite slid down the esophagus into the stomach, the Stone Giant breathed frantically, almost choking to death.

"Hang in there! Keep going!"

"You must not think of giving up, no matter what. Summon the courage of mutual destruction if needed—you have to believe in yourself!"

Ye Liuying, her hands drenched in sweat, tensed up, not daring to take a single breath.

She had done all she could, the rest was up to the Stone Giant.

If successful, it could graft onto the ’Meteorite Giant’ lineage, becoming even more powerful than the ’Steel Giant’.

If not, the condition of the Stone Giant would be uncertain.

After all—risk and opportunity coexist, and at the most critical moment, the possibility of death by violent reaction was not excluded.

"Dong da la so! Ha li ya da!"

Absolute String still played the lute, as if "unperturbed by a mountain shattering overhead."

No matter how violent the visions at the time of promotion, all were irrelevant to it. It was solely immersed in the world of melody, lost to the world, hopelessly addicted.

"So blissful..."

Nailed to the ground by black arrows and in a constant near-death state, Mo continued to endure his suffering.

Ye Hanjun glanced around and nodded gently at Ye Qi, who he found in the corner.

Then, Ye Hanjun multitasked, half of his focus on sensing the changes in his Ability, while the other half was on the Fond Spirits, closely watching their transformation process.

"All triggered a natural ascension, those reserved Witch Clan formulas are probably going to collect dust, losing the chance to show off."

"But... I still don’t know what shape GuaGua and the others will evolve into... Their bloodlines are too unique, I can’t guess a single one..."

There was an eager flicker in Ye Hanjun’s eyes.

As he gradually figured out the Ability, his spirit became more focused.

"Huff—"

Three minutes later, the first to complete evolution was, unexpectedly, Huazhu.

Ye Hanjun still remembered when she was ragged and dirty.

Those iron chains as thick as three fingers penetrated through her chest, every passerby was shocked to the core, leading to sighs of pity.

After reversing the Grey Flash, Huazhu cleansed herself of every speck of dirt, rejuvenated anew.

Unnoticed, she had grown from a one-meter tall little Witch into a mature, reliable Element Spellcaster.

"My lord..."

Huazhu, floating mid-air, looked at her own hands in astonishment, her face showing a trace of bewilderment.

Those two large and handsome Golden Great Swords had always been an important source of her sense of security.

Unexpectedly, after evolution, they vanished, becoming humanoid arms instead.

Although the texture of her skin leaned towards a pale grey, different in hue from a human’s and easily identifiable as alien, the flexibility of moving her elbows, wrists, and fingers at will was something no Witch could dislike. In fact, they would be more than happy to get used to it!

"This is the first time I have seen... a Witch Clan member with wings," said Ye Qi, who appeared beside Ye Hanjun, looking up at Huazhu with a deep appreciation that flashed briefly in his eyes.

"I’ve grown accustomed to the cold façade of the Blood Sorcerer Clan, but seeing such splendor and elegance suddenly is quite refreshing."

"I’ve seen the Elder."

Huazhu greeted in perfect Ancient Witch language as her floating body slowly descended.

When she was about level, Ye Hanjun confirmed that Huazhu had grown considerably taller.

Even barefoot on the ground, she could look him in the eye.

"My lord... it seems I have completely lost control over the Sand Element..."

With only a brief sensation, Huazhu felt the strangeness in her body.

She could no longer secrete sand, and her once fluid sand legs had transformed into flesh and blood material brimming with infinite Elemental energy.

Ye Hanjun nodded and inspected Huazhu from top to bottom.

If talking about the biggest change after evolution, it was undoubtedly the disappearance of the Golden Great Swords.

Next, Huazhu now wore a coral gold-colored one-piece Witch robe, with the gold intermingled with shades of orange, giving it a warm tone that was pleasant to the eyes of the beholder.

Looking upwards, the golden hair that was once hidden under a black Wizard Hat, smooth and soft, always a favorite slide for GuaGua,

had unexpectedly become wavy and curled post-evolution, less detached and more sultry.

Now forget about sliding down slides; too much friction could result in a burnt bottom. However, playing hide and seek and swinging might just become more fun.

"Rustle rustle rustle rustle..."

While floating in the air, a pair of wings could be seen on Huazhu’s back, with the same greyish-white texture as her skin.

But it was rare for wings to have this shape: narrow at both the root and the tips, with countless folded angles in between, from a distance resembling a dense array of lightning symbols connected together, creating a very mysterious impression.