The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 48 - 47: GuaGua_1

Ye Hanjun, who used to enjoy immersive baths and wasn’t keen on being disturbed, couldn’t help being astonished, watching the lively little pure white tadpole swimming around.

This skill, "Floating Bubble", was not common among Chaos Spirit Patterns.

If used as a measure for the ability evaluation of Fond Spirits, it would hardly be substantial or influential.

But...

This was something the little tadpole had just grasped!

It only showed a desire to play with Ye Hanjun, and after a short period of exploration, it obtained this new skill quietly.

Is this the terrifying potential of a gifted competitor?

If in the future it wished to pluck stars from the sky, would it be able to comprehend the related skills just as well?

"Yiye?"

The little tadpole didn’t realize the impact it had brought upon the big tadpole by casually learning a new skill.

However, as it noticed the peculiar behaviour of the big tadpole, it gradually came to a stop and just floated on the surface of the water, looking at him with a naive and cute expression.

"It’s nothing, I’m just praising you."

Ye Hanjun patted it on its forehead, all smiles, and gradually calmed down.

The confirmed information is that "Immovable Like a Rock" is definitely a species-specific skill of the pure white tadpole.

Moreover, the power of this skill is so high that it is almost impossible for other species to learn it.

On the other hand, "Spitting Water" is considerably common.

Water elemental Fond Spirits could come to understand it, as long as they wish and have a mouth. It just takes some time.

After all, it’s a prerequisite for many water-based skills. Only after mastering "Spitting Water" can they move on to skills such as "Water Gun", "Water Pillar", "Water Bullet", etc.

As for "Floating Bubble"...

This skill is rather special.

It is quite impractical, as water elemental Fond Spirits with either flying or amphibious capabilities don’t really need such a basic skill.

Pure aquatic species, which stay in the water from birth to death, also find no substantial meaning in this skill.

Only Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits, who may occasionally leave the river after establishing a contract with their Patron, and do so to avoid suffocating to death, could potentially make use of it.

And their primary way to learn "Floating Bubble" is through a customized training plan set up by the Patron and after careful cultivation over a period, they might have a chance to understand and master it.

"It’s getting more and more interesting..."

"Perhaps I am witnessing the future epic water elemental behemoth, from its very naissance..."

Ye Hanjun played with the little tadpole using his fingers. The tadpole swiftly escaped, resuming its playful frolics in the bathtub.

"I should give you a name, ’GuaGua’."

"By the time you can ’croak’, you’d have already grown into a young frog, ready to present yourself to the world."

"Yiye?"

The little tadpole stopped abruptly, the shine in its tiny eyes flashing momentarily and then disappearing.

"Whoosh~~~"

Ye Hanjun continued his bath, soaking as he sculpted the mud.

After half an hour of soaking, he reluctantly left the bathtub, looking at his weary reflection in the mirror, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Master."

The door to the washing room was left open, and the desert witch walked in without any hesitation.

She held up a pile of clothes with a clamp, handed them to Ye Hanjun, and asked with a respectful expression:

"These are your clothes from your wardrobe. Do you plan on staying at home or do you need to go out?"

"Huh?" Ye Hanjun found the Witch to be unusually considerate.

He casually picked out a set of cotton training clothes but didn’t hurry to put it on.

"Of course, I have to go out."

"I’ve underestimated you. With the remaining time today, we can go to the training hall to test your skills."

"Yes." Huazhu stared at the ground without looking around.

"But..." Ye Hanjun glimpsed his reflection in the mirror. His long black hair had grown to the point where it was almost reaching his waist.

"Before we go out, could you help me trim my hair first?"

"Even when tied up, such long hair can affect body coordination, making flexible response in emergencies more challenging."

"Tri-, trim hair?"

Huazhu stuttered, losing the fluency in her Witch language.

"A stranger becomes familiar after the first time. Don’t be afraid and cut boldly."

Ye Hanjun found a half-height stool to sit on, enthusiastically encouraging:

"I can cut it myself, but you can do it in a few clicks, which is fast and saves me trouble."

"Oh, alright..."

The desert witch’s mind went blank momentarily. She never expected that the usually cold and mysterious man could also have such a side to him behind closed doors.

After hesitating for a while, seeing that Ye Hanjun was serious and not joking,

She raised her clamp shakily, aiming it at the location indicated by Ye Hanjun, activated the skill "Clamp", and made a cut.

"That’s good."

The weight on his head suddenly lightened. Looking in the mirror, his hair was back to its previous medium length.

Due to its natural slight curl, it had a touch of wildness amidst its disarray.

The previous feminine touch with his pale skin seemed to fade a bit, making his overall appearance more pleasing to the eye.

"Yiye!"

The little tadpole that had just popped its head out of the water was astonished.

It thought that the long, silky black thing was the tail of the big tadpole.

It was actually... cut?!

The little tadpole turned its head, staring at its own wriggling tail, lost in thought.

"Hey, hey, hey, don’t overthink it."

Ye Hanjun felt a throb in his temples, fearing that the little tadpole would comprehend something like "tail shedding for survival," making it a lizard or a tadpole? Just don’t be too ridiculous.

"Yiye..."

The little tadpole, GuaGua, took another look at the big tadpole, remembering his new appearance.

"We’re going to the training hall, do you want to come along?"

"Yiye!"

The little tadpole swam in a circle, spat out a bubble from its tiny mouth, wrapping itself and once again began to float.

"With a floating bubble, it needn’t have to worry about suffocating or drying up in the short term if it leaves the tank."

After dressing up and preparing a clean handkerchief, he checked his personal badge, bloodsucking dagger, and shield armor turtle shell were with him.

Ye Hanjun went to the kitchen and started searching.

A minute later, a water kettle appeared in his hands.

Although it was new, there were no traces of use.

But the style was old-fashioned, the leather exterior was slightly aged, presumably some of the household items that should have been cleared out from the villa.

"GuaGua, come and try."

"If this is acceptable, I’ll take you out with me in the future. It’s not bad to broaden your horizons earlier."

Ye Hanjun filled nine-tenths of the bottle with pure water, not adding anything else, opened the spout, pointed it at the little tadpole, and motioned for it to jump in.

"Yiye?"

The little tadpole stuck its curious head out, peeked into the dark interior of the bottle.

Lifting its head again to look at the big tadpole, its eyes blinked a few times, and it crawled in with great trust.

"The road will definitely be bumpy, are you sure you can handle that?"

Ye Hanjun swayed the bottle, under the severe shaking, the little tadpole instantly turned into a stone, sank to the bottom and didn’t move.

When the whirlpool in the bottle gradually calmed down, it returned to its original form again, it peered at the light above its head with its head up, there was no panic or horror in its eyes.

"Quick reaction, stable emotions, it should be okay."

Ye Hanjun was relieved.

If the little tadpole can’t adapt to sudden situations and is forced to stay close, it will seriously affect its future physical and mental health, a lose-lose situation.

"You’ll have to make do for a day, and follow Tu Long to class tomorrow, see if you can get a simple piece of equipment from him, and change to a more comfortable container for you."

After painting a rosy picture, Ye Hanjun slung the leather water bottle over his shoulder, twisted the bottle cap slightly, and deliberately didn’t close it tight.

Then it was time to recall Huazhu. At this stage, witches could not just casually walk on the street, there were only a bunch of troubles and no benefits.

...

Going to the training hall didn’t require finding a station, it was a ten-minute walk.

This was one of the teaching buildings with the most Canghai Pavilion, with more than 150 in total, distributed in all corners of the school.

There were three medium-sized ones near Ye Hanjun’s residence.

As long as there were no too harsh requirements, it was more than enough for the 1st rank Patron, the only thing to worry about was whether there were enough spirit stones in the wallet.

"We’re here, this is it."

What came into view was a green crystal building, fashionable in appearance.

Especially under the sunlight, it looked like a super-sized diamond ring, dazzling to the eyes.

Ye Hanjun strolled leisurely, following the crowd in threes and twos, heading towards the main entrance.

"Roar!"

"Meow! Meow!"

"Ribbit! Cackle! Skaska!..."

No sooner had he entered, all kinds of sounds began to pour into his ears.

"Ironhead frog! Use headbutt!"

"Aim at this wall! Smash it for me!"

"Da Zhuang! Get up! You must exhaust yourself today, or you won’t drink the Dagunong soup!"

"Da Jiao, run! Life is about sprinting!"

"Sweat more today, and bleed less tomorrow, this is to train your endurance, no slacking off!"

...

The training was in full swing, bustling with energy.

These voices came from the public area on the left hand side.

There were many auxiliary equipment and training props. Since no fees were charged, it was always the most frequented place by civilian students, bar none.

Ye Hanjun glanced over there, itching for a piece of the action.

With so many people, shouldn’t this be a good place for instruction?

If he wanted to promote rapid growth of his authority, sticking to the resonance laws was the key.

"Sir, do you need service?"

A lady with a professional smile, sitting on a gray rock frog, hopping over.

Ye Hanjun’s eyes twitched slightly, again remembering the issue of riding amphibious spirits, his breathing slightly paused.

"I’m going to...the private training room."

"Is this your first time, sir?" The guide, with her charming smile, "You need to prepay if it’s your first time."

"We divide our private training rooms into several grades, different functions, and categories, and each has a different pricing standard."

"What is the average spending standard?" Ye Hanjun asked frankly.

"Well... Since we’re in the intermediate training hall, with larger venues, better environments, and all our protective gear, formation patterns, props, etc. are of the latest designs...on average, we charge about one lower quality spirit stone per hour as a rental fee."