The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 841 - 339: The Returnee_3

"Just a head left, and it can still hop around and make such a loud voice?"

"Fuck off."

Ye Aobai flew into a rage:

"This king has perfected the secret technique, infused with authority to elevate my body to an S-rank ’King of Heads’. From now on, I can achieve ’unity of five’ with the heads I’ve contracted with, greatly increasing my strength. The loss of mere flesh and blood is trivial!"

"Tsk, neither human nor ghost, truly disgusting."

Ye Buchun lifted his foot lazily, aiming from a distance at Ye Aobai’s disembodied head, pretending to stomp in the air:

"I reckon, stomping on your head with my foot must feel pretty good."

"Don’t run away later, the one I most want to beat up is you. Just perfect for trying out the brand-new ability associated with the ’Saintly Chains Butcher’."

"Hmph!"

Ye Aobai glanced sideways, not showing any sign of fear.

He wished they could start fighting right now, to prove with a bloody outcome who had gained the upper hand over these years.

"Huh, Ye Quan, Ye Sisi, Ye Yongqiang, Ye Ran... a bunch of Young Kings dead."

"None of those old, frail guys are here; they’re all buried in the grand tomb."

"Ye Hanlian actually survived and came out? Her face is glowing, young and beautiful like a maiden, seemingly having consumed some age-defying, thousand-year-old medicine... truly curious."

Several gazes laced with surprise fell upon a woman, all carrying a scrutinizing undertone.

Ye Hanlian flinched slightly and then bowed her head gently, emotions swirling as she said:

"I also didn’t expect that I could survive."

"Through trials and tribulations, to witness the blossoming."

"This joy, to be savored for life, never to be forgotten..."

"Mom!"

Outside the altar, a burly man peeked around, and upon recognizing her appearance, he looked up and laughed heartily:

"My mom survived! Hahaha! Heaven has eyes!"

"Bao, Diao, I’m going to hold a feast, to invite our clan, to share this joy!"

"Shh! Your Highness, speak cautiously!"

A demi-human with the head of a leopard and a human-like body tried to cover the burly man’s mouth, speaking in a fearful and apprehensive tone:

"Your Highness, although you are a Young King, you are still too young. You simply can’t be mentioned in the same breath as these returnees."

"Shouting around here is also unbecoming, be careful of being scolded by the Elder."

"Ah! What’s there to be afraid of? I have only one mother!"

"My mother has survived, and I am overjoyed, even a Saint couldn’t have much to say about it!"

Ye Ruizhu pushed the leopard man away, his laughter still hearty and unaffected.

If not for a barrier erected in front of him, keeping onlookers away, he would have definitely rushed to the altar, pouring out a century’s worth of longing and worry.

"My child... became a Young King?"

Ye Hanlian caressed her cheek, her skin hot and flushed.

In an instant, her gaze locked onto Ye Ruizhu’s face, seeing him strong and robust, already a burly young man. Her eyes turned moist unintentionally, a heart equally filled with longing, thumping uncontrollably.

"Good... this is wonderful..."

"I was still worried, whether Xiao Zhu managed to pass the trial of Ye, whether he received the surname of Ye..."

"Great Ancestors above, Ye Hanlian offers my gratitude for the upbringing and care over these years..."

Ye Hanlian bent her knees, about to kneel towards the glowing pillar that reached the heavens.

A gust of demonic wind struck, and her motion abruptly halted.

No matter how hard she tried to kneel, not only was she unable to do so, but her back grew even straighter, showcasing the formidable grace of a woman in full bloom.

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PS: I had some things to deal with today, this is only 4k words. I will make up with 6k words tomorrow, sorry.