The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 982 - 386: Bizarre Corpse_2

With a swish, the dinosaur sparrow vanished.

Its master took a big step back, no longer approaching Ye Hanjun.

But from his slightly gloomy eyes, it was obvious he was not pleased, squelching his simmering anger with great effort.

"Hey, Yishuo, you’re too cowardly."

"This guy only has a Minor Saintly Perfection plant-type Holy Spirit by his side, no other protectors, how powerful can his background be? Do you really need to be that cautious?"

At close range, a friend mocked him.

Yishuo snorted and candidly expressed his thoughts through soul transmission:

"You think I’m afraid of him?"

"It’s just that Big Fear here is too stubborn. If I really made the first move, the other side would get all the moral high ground. If people from the Corpse Den were to blame me, I would bear seventy percent of the responsibility. Why would I suffer such a loss for a moment of pride?"

"Hilarious, the young Clan Leader of the Yi Clan is having a day where he has to tuck his tail between his legs!"

"After all, you’re ninth on the leaderboard. Suffering in silence like this, even giving up your spot to newcomers, really embodies ’enduring humiliation as part of an important mission’!"

The friend wouldn’t let up and laughed heartily.

His hearty laughter seemed magical, and in a moment, everyone around him, from the elderly to the spirited young clanspeople, all joined in the laughter.

"Eh? That person isn’t looking anymore? He’s giving up just like that?"

"It makes sense, these bizarre corpses are too absurd, wracking your brain won’t bring any understanding. Giving up early, accepting reality, might actually help reduce the death of brain cells..."

Nie Qiubai, ranked twelfth on the leaderboard, arched his eyebrows, his smile as self-satisfied as the spring sunshine.

However, a few seconds later, his smile froze on his face, and his mocking laughter stopped abruptly.

Before his eyes, "Gray" hadn’t really left but descended in height to land next to a tombstone by a coffin.

He bit his fingertip, squeezed out a drop of fresh blood, and scribbled something carelessly. After a full minute, he turned to leave, heading straight for the next bizarre corpse.

"How dare he? Answering recklessly?"

"He just arrived, could it be he doesn’t know that the Corpse Dragon Princess detests those who are ignorant yet unaware of it?"

"If the entire answer is guesswork, speculation, and inference without any support from documents, records, or historical facts, Her Highness won’t recognize it at all."

"If similar actions are repeated three times, the Holy Corpse guarding this place will immediately have the respondent removed from the Corpse Den, regardless of their status, and definitely won’t consider signing a contract..."

Nie Qiubai’s eyes widened as he muttered to himself, his face showing a peculiar look.

Driven by curiosity, he followed a few friends, squeezed past several burly men, and leaned in to look at the tombstone.

"The end of the Ancient Era, the Demon beast ’Shepherd Shark’."

"A Holy Spirit of the sea, first appearing in the East Sea. After an epoch, it vanished without a trace, suspected of failing to pass on its legacy, causing its bloodline to cease.

"This Holy Spirit mastered the art of herding, capable of rounding up and enslaving the fish in the sea. At the level of Sacred Voidal Conduit, it herded a thousand fish, at Small Achievement three thousand, at Great Completion six thousand, and at Perfection over ten thousand..."

"Although this Holy Spirit was fleeting, it is still mentioned in ancient texts like ’East Sea · Record of Strange Beasts,’ ’Ancient Beasts Compendium,’ and ’Fish Herding Legends.’ Phrases such as ’tail as thin as a wrist, fins long as hair, eyes as big as a cow, protruding buck teeth,’ describe the basic appearance of the Shepherd Shark..."

"Moreover, this corpse is incomplete, missing half of its body, suspected to have perished by draining its lifeblood and its fish skin is dry and its belly torn... It likely preserved because it fell into the sea and was enveloped by some kind of coral mucus, which is why the inside of its belly has a bright luster..."

Nie Qiubai infused his soul power to read the tombstone.

His initial disbelief gradually turned to shock and uncertainty.

By the time he had read everything, he was dumbfounded, glancing between the tombstone and the corpse in the coffin, feeling a chill piercing his crown.

"Holy shit... Is this for real?"

"As much as I want to say this is made up on the spot to fool us..."

"But this description is too detailed, as if he lived in that era, having witnessed such creatures with his own eyes..."

Nie Qiubai was stunned, turning to look at his companions, and they couldn’t help but exchange glances.

At that moment, Yishuo, standing beside him, was pale and terrified.

He was even more shocked than Nie Qiubai, his pores wide open.

The sudden fear made him extremely grateful for his earlier, wiser decision.

Those who could come to the Corpse Den and still remain calm in the presence of so many Saints and Holy Beasts should indeed abandon any contempt and observe the situation with a more cautious eye.

"Eh? He’s passed the fourth tombstone without writing anything, but upon reaching the fifth, he started writing again?"

Answering ordinary corpses doesn’t attract much attention.

But answering bizarre corpses will draw the gaze of at least half the onlookers.

At this moment, Ye Hanjun’s silhouette was deeply reflected in the pupils of the spectators, swiftly transforming from an ordinary unnoticed figure to a mysterious and unpredictable big shark.

"Da... Da... Da..."

Having finished answering, Ye Hanjun proceeded towards the sixth bizarre corpse. Those watching him hurried to the fifth coffin to read the blood-written words.

"Fortune Mouse, a Holy Beast of the Demon kind born in the early Near Ancient era, exceedingly precious."

"It symbolizes luck but is also an embodiment of a curse. Being approved by it means a second half of your life filled with riches enough to rival a nation."

"But if not approved and one dares to harm it, the latter part of life will be cursed to misery, potentially bringing misfortune to one’s family and Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits... Anyone implicated will become unlucky..."