The Ascension of the Favorite Spirit

Silence, silence, nothing but silence.

For half a minute, Ye Hanjun was like a monkey in the stands, being watched by eight people.

The tip of his eyebrows rose upward.

The blood contract can't be hidden for too long. Jiang Yongnian can't let the news go without telling the academy. This is expected.

But now that the news has been known to the hospital, what does this sudden teaching indicator mean?

After struggling with the thoughts in his mind, Ye Hanjun pretended to be helpless and tried to remind the assistant teacher beside him if he could put his chin up and stuff the bulging eyeballs inside... It was scary.

Are you still an active awakener?

If you said that last time, I think it's unlikely that Division C will be overbearing from the start, and its attitude should at least be mild...

Shen Jiaoyun became the most shocked one, with his mouth wide open and his eyes dull on his beautiful face.

Isn't it too ostentatious to introduce yourself as an active awakener to everyone you meet?

If someone is jealous and gives me a blow behind my back, who should I turn to to judge?

Ye Hanjun sighed and said straight to the point:

Everyone, I am ill and have no savings.

Although there is a blood contract, it is useless in a short period of time.

I would rather you believe that I am recognized by Mr. Jiang based on my extraordinary knowledge, and that I am indeed qualified to be a teaching assistant, instead of it all having to do with talent in the end.

...

Shen Jiaoyun was stunned and could not answer.

Lin Qingyun, who only had bugs in his heart, closed his mouth at this moment and had to pay most of his attention to listen to the conversation.

Blood contract, this is a field that is difficult for ordinary people to access. Once you have it, it means one more contract position than your peers.

Although it comes with a lot of randomness, which does not necessarily mean it is powerful, it often fits the authority and the adaptability is not too low.

No one can lose interest in the blood contract. This is innate. At the age of 16, or at the latest 17 years old, if one fails to take the initiative to awaken his authority, he will never get a chance in this life.

No wonder the witch is willing to sign a contract. No matter whether it can meet expectations or not, there will always be a way out of the blood contract...

Tong Xuan stroked his beard again, and his frozen expression gradually returned to nature.

Even his tone was full of regret and envy, and others could imagine that.

That will make it clear.

It has been nearly 200 years since Canghai Pavilion was established. If nothing else, you are the fifth blood contract holder recorded.

However, the first four are all students, so you must be a teaching assistant...

Tong Xuan still looked at Lord Ye Han strangely:

There is someone about your age who is still active in the senior class.

In four years, I have already been promoted to the top ten, and I have been sprinting towards the top three...

Oh? The left corner of Ye Hanjun's mouth curled up, Has he completed the blood contract ceremony?

We have spent the entire family's resources and prepared it for three years, and it can be considered completed.

Speaking of this, Tong Xuan couldn't help but curiously said:

If you don't have any wealth, why don't you consider Canghai Pavilion?

It's not that I can't understand the feeling of not wanting to be dependent on others.

But the Blood Pact Ceremony requires a loss of resources, and even a few senior mentors can't come up with it. It will take you who knows how many years to complete the accumulation by yourself.

With all the energy wasted and time missed, it would be more cost-effective to reach a sponsorship agreement with the college, right?

Tong Lao, I appreciate your kindness.

Ye Hanjun shook his head and said frankly and honestly in front of the two tutors and six assistants:

I prefer freedom to being able to start the blood contract ceremony in a short time.

We don't need to talk about this topic anymore, right? It would be better if we could just pretend we didn't hear it. It's more important to focus on the things in front of us.

Hey, he's also a stubborn little donkey...

Tong Xuan murmured, no longer trying to persuade him.

Assistant teacher Han...

I just have one question...

Lin Qingyun raised his right hand and asked tremblingly towards Lord Ye Han:

No matter what accidents you have encountered in the past four years, the reality before you is that you are actually equivalent to a new family leader and have no experience in wild hunting at all, right?

Hmm...how do I put this...

Ye Hanjun does not deny that he meets the definition of a newcomer's family leader.

After all, after voluntarily awakening one's authority, the blood contract ceremony of the Devil's Attendant is carried out according to the procedures.

But he had pretty good luck in the previous sixteen years, and at a critical step in his life, he actually got a misplaced summons.

However, following the laws of bloodline, the blood-contracted spirits that randomly appeared in front of him were far above his own rank. If they were not sealed, he would definitely die.

When I woke up again, the night trial that had been delayed for four years started immediately.

——Strictly speaking, Lord Ye Han does not have hunting experience at this stage.

Especially cooperating with the contracted spirits, this is a step-by-step process, and rushing will only make mistakes.

However, whether it is active or forced, in the past sixteen years, these black pupils, these white palms...

The blood stained and the lives slaughtered... Lord Ye Han was too numerous to count.

A slight thought, a slight hesitation.

The light in Lin Qingyun's eyes actually went out just like that.

He seemed to have experienced a serious blow, his head drooped, and he began to cry for his little sweethearts.

I feel that compared to students, I have more practical field experience...

Ye Hanjun said this, scanning everyone's faces with his peripheral vision, his eyes twitching slightly, and his voice became lower and lower.

these people……

...What are their looks?

It's hard for me to say something sincere, but why is it that I always have the expression You keep bragging, let's just listen?

It's a bit troublesome.

Tong Xuan didn't seem to hear him, and muttered to himself:

Among the seven assistant coaches, there is a shortcoming.

The original plan seems to have to be adjusted...

Ye Hanjun took a breath and then remained silent.

Forget it, if you put yourself in someone else’s shoes, it’s normal not to be understood.

Is this trial going to be a complete failure? As long as it ends smoothly in the end, we can fish whatever we want...

Wu Chong, Tian Sai, you will be responsible for keeping vigil until early morning.

There are rhinoceros cranes and magic eagles patrolling the sky, so don't worry.

Pay close attention to the underground. There are some evil spirits. Be careful of their sneak attack.

Yes, Director Zhi!

Wu Chong and Tian Sai stood up at the same time.

Although the two of them were determined people, they still turned their heads forcibly, forcing themselves not to look at Lord Ye Han, before opening the car door and jumping out.

Wei Hongying, Yingxia, from early morning to dawn, I'll leave this time to you.

yes!

Wei Hongying sat upright and answered in a deep voice.

Ying Xia's body was relaxed, and her bright eyes were still looking at Ye Hanjun, as if she wanted to remember his appearance so that she could recognize him immediately whenever she met.

For the rest, Jiaoyun, you go to the No. 1 transport truck and keep an eye on the students.

Zhi Zhengqing issued the order in an exhorting tone, and Shen Jiaoyun nodded in agreement.

As for you two...

You Yi's eyes kept lingering on Ye Hanjun and Lin Qingyun, and finally Zhi Zhengqing let out a soft sigh:

Jun Han, your physique is out of whack and you don't have the ability to defend yourself. Just rest in the No. 3 transport truck with Mr. Tong.

Qingyun, please calm down. The situation may not be as bad as you think.

The place we are going to is not a dangerous place. It is not as dangerous as you think.

You should stay here too, I'll go to the second car...to break up the meeting.

After saying a few words, Zhi Zhengqing took Shen Jiaoyun and strode away.

This night will be the safest night. Choose your own place to sleep.

Tong Xuan smiled and had no intention of continuing to interrogate Ye Hanjun. He just found an open space, crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

This is Meditation, the second passive power of D-level monks besides Qi Jin.

It can be used to restore physical strength and energy, and can also mildly curb injuries when necessary. It has the effect of prolonging life if persisted for a long time, which is very miraculous.

well……

Lin Qingyun, who had a bitter look on his face, walked slowly towards the door on one side.

The constant buzzing and flapping sounds from the large box he was carrying finally disappeared from his ears as the door closed.

Outside the window, the night is getting darker.

The cool breeze blew across his face, and Ye Hanjun's slightly tense nerves relaxed slightly.

After thinking about it, he went to the front of the car and chose a room.

As a transport vehicle, the room is naturally extremely small.

Six square meters, a bed, a mirror, a clothes post, and nothing else.

Fortunately, I had already taken a bath before going out.

Ye Hanjun used his senses to check the structure of the room to make sure there were no hidden dangers.

Little guy, please excuse me and don't come out to play today.

Yeah~~~

In the kettle, the tadpole spit and turned into stone.

If you observe carefully, the color of the water is not transparent, but a light blue, with a faint smell of frost.

This is ice muscle jade dew.

Half of the bottle Tu Long gave him as a gift was used.

Ye Hanjun thought that since it had no use for the time being, it would be better to use it as a nutrient solution for Guagua to accelerate its growth.

Hua Zhu, there is no need to be alert, you can rest.

Lord Ye Han summoned the desert witch and gave her a warning, then took her back and slept with her clothes on.

…

The next day, early morning.

The sky had just turned white, and the transport truck that was moving at a constant speed suddenly slowed down.

Such subtle changes are difficult to escape perception.

Ye Hanjun immediately opened his eyes, his dark eyes were full of energy, and he was obviously in excellent condition.

He put the blood-sucking dagger in his hand back on his belt.

While eating today's black bamboo rice balls, he opened the car window and peeked out from the gap.

Wow~~~

The hazy water mist came in, and the overflowing fragrance of flowers was refreshing.

It was the season when birds were singing and flowers were fragrant. Ye Hanjun saw goose-yellow bamboo shoots sprouting from the ground in a corner of the dense jungle.

The lush willow trees sprout new buds, and the shy flowers bloom little by little.

Those butterflies that have just emerged from their cocoons are spreading their wings gracefully, waiting for the spring breeze to dry before they can rush to the free mountains and seas.

Students, wake up, the destination has arrived!