The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 665 - 281: The Return of Ye Qiyu _1

Wine cups intertwine, raising glasses to drink, the wine is rich, the meat is fragrant, and the mood is high.

Some people with flushed faces, recounting their experiences over the years, become sentimental when immersed in their stories.

Some people are drunk as mud, clutching their Contracted Spirits, making a drunken mess. The helpless roar of the Spirits, mixed with the clinking sound of wine glasses, creates a unique ambiance.

...

After a whole night of revelry, the lively hall calms down, and snoring like thunder unabashedly fills the air.

Ye Liuying stretches lazily, the Dark Element silently circulates within his body, completely dissolving the slight drunkenness.

"Mrs. Qing, Feng, order some more herbs."

"We have so many guests, let’s prepare more body-strengthening and spirit-nurturing herbal soup to treat them well."

"Yes."

The soft sound of skirts trailing on the ground is heard, with an afterimage flashing and disappearing from the hall in the blink of an eye.

"It’s been a long time since it was this lively."

Ye Hanjun also sobered up, his flushed cheeks returning to normal in an instant.

"Goose Immortal and the others haven’t returned till now, I’ll go check on them."

"I’m free, I’ll go too!"

Ye Liuying spread his Wings of Night, fluttered lightly, and was only half a body behind when he caught up.

"Bang!"

Pushing open the door of the training room, they saw the Sand Sculpture falling from the sky and falling to the ground, with a swollen nose and swollen face, looking pitiful.

"Old Sha, get up quickly!"

"The more extreme the situation, the more you have to persist; only in this way can you make progress!"

Goose Immortal’s shouting is always so imposing. A black shadow flits by, a row of Sword Feathers flying past the top of Sand Sculpture’s dumbfounded feathers. It was so scared that it shielded its head with its wings, making a surrender gesture.

"Ah... ah... ah..."

The Sand Sculpture weakly cried out. It pitifully looked at Ye Hanjun, with an evidently bright plea in its eyes.

Ye Hanjun seemed to be smiling but not, and didn’t interrupt the reunion of the long-lost strong and weak brothers, leading Ye Liuying and walking directly by them.

"Huff...huff..."

The Pink Winged Dragon was lying flat on the ground, sleeping very sweetly.

Its body was full of messy knife wounds and the wounds were still bleeding, unknowingly forming a small blood puddle.

Standing beside it was the Super Blue Wing Dragon, with a pained look in its huge dragon eyes.

"Master Han~"

Su Mei, holding a bottle of ointment and carefully applying it and dressing the wounds, stuck out her tongue slyly and said:

"Master Immortal was really domineering! The ’Devil Soldier Training Technique’ that can cross ranks is very potent!"

"Unfortunately, no matter how close Tuotuo gets to the peak of the 4th Order, with my reset authority, I can’t make it ascend in time."

"Take it slow, there’s no hurry."

Ye Hanjun glanced at it and gifted a basket full of dragon crystals:

"These are the crystal cores of the demon dragons. Grind them into powder and mix it in the food of these two little guys every day, it can help promote their bloodline growth."

"Thank you, Master Han!"

Su Mei lifted her head and gave a sweet smile.

"Master Han, is there another portion for me?"

Lin Pingfan, sitting in the corner, also had a swollen nose and a bruised face, as if he had suffered a beating.

Seeing that Su Mei had benefited, he coughed twice, put down the wine he was drinking alone in his hand, and switched to a mischievous smile.

"Here, this is the heart of a ghost dragon, it carries the soul of the ghost dragon, enough for you to refine for a long time."

Ye Hanjun threw out a lump of flesh half the size of a man. Lin Pingfan’s face lit up with joy, and he reached out with both arms to catch it.

However, he clearly underestimated the weight of a dragon’s heart. He fell on his bottom, and his embarrassed reaction made Su Mei chuckle.

"Good fellow, is this the heart of a Heaven and Earth Stage creature? No wonder it’s so heavy!"

Lin Pingfan caught his breath and got up, huffing and puffing.

Despite the embarrassment, his joy was still etched on his face, and he said excitedly:

"Mimi and Pipi, it seems both have a treat."

"Master Han, I will continue to work hard and not fall behind! Sooner or later, I will become your right-hand man!"

"Lin kid, Su girl, come and get a beating!"

Unable to find a training partner, Goose Immortal, who was looking around, set his sights back onto the Super Blue Wing Dragon and the Soul-sucking Honey King.

Lin Pingfan’s face collapsed instantly, and shakily walked towards the Goose Immortal:

"Master... do you have a sadistic tendency? At least give us a chance to catch our breath..."

"Where is this coming from?"

Goose Immortal, full of arrogance, gave him a sideways glance and said:

"I’m not so free to train you guys every day."

"Training every few days, if we don’t push the intensity to its max, when are we going to wait till?"

"Oh...so it’s not every day. Well, that’s good, that’s good."

Lin Pingfan summoned the Soul-sucking Honey King and nudged its butt to wake it up:

"Kid, it’s your turn again."

"Rest assured, I’m getting beaten too, none of us can escape this."

"Suck!"

The Soul-sucking Honey King sniffed and got ready for the fight.

"No, too weak!"

Goose Immortal swept a wing over, ’Bang’ and knocked back a person and bug in one go.

Behind Ye Hanjun and Ye Liuying, who were enjoying the show, they left the training room and moved to the one next door.

"Roar!!"

Inside the metal-like closed space, there were three people.

On the back of the Belly Sword Wolf, was Bai Qin.

The standing giant man was Renwo Kuang.

The Crocodile General and the Potentially Vicious Zombie stood front and back, covered with all sorts of injuries from swords, guns, and the likes.

"Ha!!"

With a light shout, a burst of deep red flames gushed out for a hundred meters, enveloping a large area.

This was Mie Degree’s Virtual Pull’s Flame Child. With the Wind Fire Wheel under his feet, it successfully attracted the enemy’s attention.

"Whirring!!"

The huge noise of rattling chains. A golden horned silver demon, with a thick iron chain wrapped around its ankle, opened its bloody mouth, spraying out golden and silver bone fragments as hidden weapons.