The Ascension of the Favorite Spirit

I'm dying?

The desert witch's trembling body suddenly stiffened due to excitement.

Just now I saw hope, but I was hit with another heavy blow.

This huge gap may be more painful and sad than giving no hope at all.

This iron chain alone will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and will only delay the process for several years.

Besides, is this kind of life worse than death and a life of suffering really what you want?

Lord Ye Han remained calm, while the Desert Witch's expression changed again and again.

Yes, what is the difference between this and pigs and dogs in captivity?

Although someone provides her with food every day and checks her health regularly.

But if everything the adults say is true, there is no freedom, no hope...it's just a last gasp.

You just said that even the top scholars cannot help every gray flash...

Then what should I do to find the right direction and escape from this fatal predicament?

The witch was puzzled, and confusion filled her eyes again.

Ye Hanjun curled his fingers.

Come on, come here.

Crash-

The Desert Witch hesitated for a moment, then dragged the heavy chain and staggered to the railing.

The state is really on the verge of rock bottom. Ye Hanjun said with emotion.

The desert witches have slender bodies, with their upper and lower bodies reaching an astonishing 5:8 ratio, which is in line with human aesthetics.

The dark and shining desert witch in front of her was a bit thinner and shorter, but her genes had not changed.

But - the Desert Witch doesn't have real feet!

Their thighs are white, they are of flesh and blood.

From the knee joint down, there is a prosthetic leg made of sand. It only has the appearance of a leg and does not have the substance of flesh and blood.

Including those bare feet, no matter how perfect the shape is, how white the color is, no matter how gentle and jade-like it feels...

Its essence is golden sand, there is no denying this!

However, at this moment, the witch really walked over step by step through these legs of flowing sand.

This is contrary to Ye Hanjun's understanding of the desert witch. According to his understanding, the desert witch can walk on the ground so that its appearance is indistinguishable from the human pace.

But they don't like the action of stepping their legs. They prefer to break down the sand on the soles of their feet, manipulate the sand to rub against the ground, and then push their bodies forward and backward.

Because the visuals are deceptive, when people see them, they look like female ghosts floating close to the ground. It's a bit scary to see them in broad daylight.

That kind of action requires a small part of your mind to be maintained continuously.

I'm too weak now. Walking can actually relieve a little stress...

The witch noticed the direction of Ye Hanjun's gaze and explained sheepishly.

It doesn't matter. Ye Hanjun didn't care.

Looking at the desert witch's body from a distance of less than thirty centimeters, he clicked his tongue and his expression gradually became serious.

Switching to the gray flashes of other species, to be honest, there is nothing I can do now and I can't help at all.

But luckily and unexpectedly, you are from the Witch Clan, and the deepest part of your bloodline is imprinted with the seal of chaos called Witch.

And the Wu tribe that is allied with my family is indeed a bit old.

Over a long period of time, the ethnic group has given birth to several individuals who were not completely shining, and on this basis we have conducted in-depth research...

Lord Yehan stared into the witch's eyes and said without reservation:

I have a general method that can help you reverse your bloodline.

What you need to know is, first, what I have mastered is theory, I have never practiced it, and I cannot guarantee a 100% success rate.

Second, I don't make loss-making investments, and I don't have the leisure to help strangers escape from suffering and regain a new life. What does it have to do with me?

I understand. The Desert Witch lowered her head, So, what you need...is my loyalty, right?

In a superficial sense, you can understand it this way.

Ye Hanjun chuckled:

But don't think too badly of me.

Compared to my people, I am friendly and kind enough, and can be considered a breath of fresh air.

In principle, I will not regard the spirits who can accompany me as slaves. I would rather treat them as elder brothers or strict masters.

Also, if you really become the first contracted spirit corresponding to the coach, and you have high wisdom, I hope that you can use the sand control technique to hurt the enemy and protect the master during the battle, and you will be loyal to me.

In my spare time, I will train you to become my deputy.

I am happy to be the hands-off manager. After all, there is no doubt that I will be busier and busier in the future.

“I will be very happy if I have the ability to help me handle the chores in my daily work and allow me to have more unfettered time.”

These seem to be... what the contracted spirits are supposed to do? The desert witch was a little confused.

The master who is thinking about how to mess things up even before the contract is signed seems a bit unreliable.

Whatever, there's no point in thinking that far now.

Ye Hanjun waved his hand, took off the blood-sucking dagger from his waist, and said with bright eyes:

Are you ready? The first test is about to begin.

I hope you can be more angry, because if you fail, you will definitely die suddenly.

Introduction, even if the medical holy beast is teleported in front of you, it is impossible to save you.

As for me who kills the disabled spirits here, I'm afraid I will be held accountable by the academy, which will cause a lot of trouble... Do you understand what I mean?

Huh... The witch took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

The uneasiness about the unknown in his eyebrows quickly dissipated.

What is left is a look of determination that has left the ship behind.

very good!

Lord Ye Han no longer maintained the ancient witchcraft language, and grabbed his right hand forward, landing directly on the Desert Witch's shoulder.

My eyesight is not enough to penetrate flesh and blood and detect subtle changes in living things.

Close contact, using the palm as a medium, can expand the perception area and ensure that the operation is as error-free as possible...

Lord Ye Han tried his best to activate his sensory organs, and even briefly gave up observing his surroundings, focusing all his attention on the witch.

For the witch clan, witch power is the core force, which not only supports the stable operation of their lives, but also bears the absolute value of casting and controlling spells.

The power of witchcraft comes from the Witch Chakra.

There are at least seven witch chakras in every witch's body. From top to bottom, they are the crown chakra, brow chakra, throat chakra, heart chakra, navel chakra, stomach chakra Wheel, Muladhara.

You have to hold back, I'm going to destroy your chakra next. It's destined to be an experience worse than death.

Destroy the chakra? The desert witch opened her mouth slightly, her eyes widened, and her voice trembled slightly.

Lord Yehan was calm, and the left hand holding the blood-sucking dagger spun out a beautiful blade flower, and said calmly:

There are experimental reports from all over the world, proving that damage to the witch chakra must be a serious injury to the witch clan.

All seven chakras are damaged, which means that the witch body is disabled. Regardless of whether you were a clay sculpture or a Xizhao before, you have no spells to cast, and you are destined to become the lowest level of waste.

But - that's for the normal witch clan.

The witch tribes in the alliance have gone through a long period of research.

The hidden conclusion they came to is that the wizard's spirit to which the gray flash belongs can escape this mechanism.

For them, the destruction of all seven energy centers will activate part of the hidden power of blood and force the balance of the body's state, which will not lead to real disability or death.

The part of you that is activated in advance will calm down and participate in the life support of the body.

And what you have to do is ensure your mental stability.

Only by surviving the pain can you enter the second stage of the reshaping process, Nirvana and rebirth.

Ye Hanjun's narrative was orderly. At the end, he seemed to suddenly remember something and said lightly:

Right, let me add something.

If you don't survive it, you will die immediately. If you survive it but fail to complete the second stage of the ritual, you will still explode and die one hundred days later. There is no other way to save it.

This is the bet you have to pay. If there is no objection, I will take action.

Betting with death... The desert witch's eyes flickered, as if there was a battle between heaven and man.

You can imagine the courage required to settle such a huge price in a few words.

But there seemed to be only two ways before her.

Either make a desperate move and look for opportunities to break and stand again.

Or just muddle along, making meaningless fantasies and deceiving yourself in dark and dirty corners every day.

...Please cast a spell, sir!

The desert witch gritted her teeth and bowed her head.

puff!

As he finished speaking, the sword flashed and the blood-sucking dagger pierced the witch's hat and plunged into her head.

The crown chakra, which connects the nerves, is the intersection point of the seven major chakras and the gathering pool of spirituality.

puff!

The sword flashed twice, and the desert witch's mouth was bleeding. Her eyes were blank, and a huge bloody hole opened between her eyebrows.

The eyebrow chakra is known as the third eye of the witch clan. It is the intersection of the optic nerves. It connects the spiritual sense and transmits witchcraft power. It is the most important.

puff!

The sword flashed three times, and the blood-sucking dagger cut the desert witch's throat, and a cluster of goose-yellow blood spurted out.

There was no way to avoid Lord Yehan in front of him, his upper body soaked in blood.

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, but he still endured the discomfort and quickly slashed the fourth knife.

puff!

puff!

puff!

…

The sword flashed continuously, and the afterimage was gorgeous.

At first, the witch could grit her teeth and endure the pain.

When the third knife fell, he couldn't help but let out a beast's roar, which was extremely hoarse.

When the fifth knife fell, she could no longer hold on, and she let out a muffled groan, and a piercing scream resounded through the cage.

Buzz buzz-

The ground suddenly shook, and the sunken lines hidden in the corners began to shine without warning.

The airflow around him was instantly disordered. Ye Hanjun's eyes narrowed slightly, but the movements in his hands did not stop. Instead, they were completed at a faster speed and meticulously.

puff!

The last slash fell.

At this point, the heart chakra, navel chakra, stomach chakra, and muladhara chakra—all have been pierced!

The horrific amount of bleeding stained the whole body of the desert witch with just one breath.

The indescribable smell of blood, faintly mixed with the moist feeling of the soil after the rain, spreads everywhere and becomes stronger and stronger.

Buzz buzz-

At the entrance to the seventh floor, the silent stone statue swayed, and the dust on the surface fell crazily.

The gray-white rock texture on the surface was quickly wiped away as if by an invisible hand, and the cold metallic texture became stronger.

Qiang——

The giant sword was pulled off the ground, and its killing intent was like a flood breaking through a dam, its momentum unstoppable.

Who destroyed the balance here and seriously disturbed the disabled beasts?

Well, this direction...Desert Witch?

The mature man who has regained his flesh and blood has a plump heaven and a face as sharp as a knife.

Stars twinkled in his eyes, as if light patterns were flowing.

In about half a breath, he picked up the huge iron sword and ran wildly in a certain direction.

Tear-

A black shadow was faster than him, moving like a ghost and as fast as lightning, passing over the strong man's head and disappearing in the blink of an eye.