The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 333 - 170: Blood Covenant Ceremony (Wishing you a Happy National Day!)_3

"Everyone stay calm, the Dean is surely in the academy, he will quell the source of the disaster at the first instant. There’s nothing to worry about!"

"As long as the academy has not revoked the alert, no one should panic. The strong should protect the weak, and the weak should follow orders... Is everyone clear?"

Mentors, assistants, staff, elite students, regular students... People of different ranks and statuses.

Compared to the time of Nie Zhuo, this time there were less people in disarray, everything was much more orderly.

However, Du Yuanjia was unable to handle the source of the disaster, his face couldn’t be paler.

Angry? Not quite.

This was a sense of absurdity pushed to the extreme, something unprecedented in his lifetime.

"This kid..."

Pan Zhong didn’t have time to grumble, he hastily intervened in the formation of Shuiyue Tower.

This formation was maintained by him. As the iconic building of the academy, it was constructed to endure and last.

By virtue of the passive ability ’Enter Formation’, he could strengthen the effect of the formation, reduce the consumption of the formation, and repair it timely if necessary, to ensure the stability of the formation.

But this... This is just the beginning!

All patrol staff of Shuiyue Tower could see that above this iconic building, clouds were surging and thunder was roaring.

Then the thunder subsided, dusk fell, and shining stars sprang up into the sky, hovering in the sky above, like stars surrounding the moon.

The spectators were stunned. But in just a blink of an eye, the scene changed again.

This time the stars disappeared, and around Shuiyue Tower as the center, within a radius of ten kilometers, numerous books suddenly appeared.

They were of various sizes, some thick, some thin, some were old and damaged, some were brand new; the total number exceeded ten thousand.

"Swishhh—"

Books formed a sea, blocking out the sun and sky.

This bizarre sight was unprecedented for everyone.

Who is the enemy? Where did it come from? What does it want to do? Questions like these appeared in people’s minds, but they couldn’t figure out the answers.

"Whoa—"

The sea of books in the sky disappeared instantly, and countless illusions appeared in the sky.

Looking at the silhouettes, there were both humans and beasts, displaying a diversity of species.

They were either lying on the ground with their heads hanging down, or bowing, all paying homage in the direction of the Shuiyue Tower.

...

Du Yuanjia erected a barrier of water elements, was silent, his face complicated.

Pan Zhong was on high alert, while focusing on the destructive phenomena, he also adjusted the formation pattern of the Shuiyue Tower to ensure the building’s structure remained intact.

—If the tallest tower of the Canghai Pavilion collapsed due to the blood oath ceremony of an Active Awakener, the consequences would be severe.

Fortunately, except for the first wave of thunder, the subsequent phenomena were dazzling but only possessed eeriness without much soul-stealing power.

"Hum hum hum..."

The vibration amplitude of the formation gradually decreased.

A colorful mist enveloped the entire blood oath ceremony.

For a time, those terrifying phenomena vanished, and Ye Hanjun seemed to sink into the depths of the sea, his figure no longer visible.

Even his breath completely disappeared, as if he had never existed, eradicated from perception.

Du Yuanjia and Pan Zhong heaved a sigh of relief, their eyes immediately sparkled, their spirits became more condensed.

—It’s finally coming to an end!

This was the last step of the blood oath ceremony. When outsiders could no longer observe, the Patron of the blood covenant would fall into a mysterious state.

During this period, as if in an absolutely enclosed space, from encountering the Fond Spirit to the signing of the covenant, this special process was not subject to any external influence or intervention.

When the Patron reappeared, it meant the ceremony was over, and the dust had settled.

Ye Hanjun... what could he possibly form a covenant with?

With such overwhelming phenomena shrouding the sky, if he didn’t form a covenant with a rare and powerful Fond Spirit, it would be inexplicable, wouldn’t it?

Du Yuanjia and Pan Zhong, waited anxiously, every second felt like a year.

...

Ye Hanjun was oblivious to the noise outside world.

He let the ceremony proceed, his mind had long been emptied.

He felt like a little bird, fluttering in the sky above the clouds, carefree and thoughtless, searching for his own path home.

This blood covenant ceremony, at last——seemed to be going smoothly!

In the previous one, he entered upright, came out sideways, his entire being was like a shattered porcelain doll, a second late and he would have been completely annihilated.

"Swish—"

The dazzling rays of light burst forth, and Ye Hanjun opened his eyes, a glint of anticipation blazing in them like flickering fire.

He sensed invisible strands binding with a living being, a being that was crossing unknown distances, descending from another space right in front of him.

Soon after, he saw a faint ephemeral silhouette.

It looked like an egg, only bristling with numerous sharp spikes, taking on a peculiar shape.

"Clank——"

It was as if a sharp weapon had been drawn, a fierce surge of Qi swept across, and the exposed skin felt threats, instinctively tensing up.

Perhaps because the Blood Covenant’s Fond Spirit was just a Mud-cast fetus and thus relatively weaker, the surge didn’t inflict any damage on him, but got blocked by his skin.

However, the egg suddenly cracked open, allowing Ye Hanjun to realize that it was not an egg, but a bird-shaped creature that was originally folding its wings. Now, it was spreading them out, revealing its murderous intent.

"Young man, I see that you have formidable bones, why don’t you accept me as your master? I will pass on to you the Way of the Saint, granting you a lifespan of a thousand years!"

A voice sounded, ringing clearly with proper intonation, yet carried an unexplainable rogue charm, as if a charlatan had descended.

Ye Hanjun was taken aback, his twitching eyebrows and the corners of his mouth both accentuating his inner sense of absurdity and inability to comprehend.

Human speech? Again, human speech?

Am I cursed or what? Why can’t I get a normal Fond Spirit, why do they have to take on the lines of freaks?

"Young man, I know I’m very handsome. But handsomeness is just a trivial virtue amongst my many assets. Don’t get too excited, calm down a bit first."

"Meeting each other is fate, as a master I have finally met someone who shares my fate. Just prostrate a few times before me, and I will pass on to you the ultimate secrets to help your abilities grow rapidly!"

"In the future, when both of us, master and disciple, fight side by side, this world will surely echo with the undefeated legends belonging to the both of us... So, are you tempted? Hurry up and accept me as your master!"

In front of Ye Hanjun, over a distance of more than ten meters, stood a large goose with a raised head, lifted wings, and a face full of mystery.

Its plumage was black without a hint of impurity, each feather glittering brightly.

However, the texture wasn’t soft at all; both visually and perceptually, it was clear as day.

This fellow looked like a metallic nugget in the form of a bird. Its whole body was either rigid or brimming with sharp xiphoid likeliness, making it very prickly to touch.

"Iron Wing Goose?"

"Since when could Iron Wing Geese speak? Isn’t this the most classic of wild beasts?"

Ye Hanjun, feeling as if someone had whacked him on his head, dazedly activated "Talent Identification".

——

[Species Name]: Iron Wing Goose (Disguise)

[Chaos Seal]: Savage (Disguise)

[Main Study]: Dao of the Body (Disguise)

[Rank]: Mud-cast Fetus – Perfection (Disguise)

[Chaos Spirit Pattern]: 95 patterns "Iron Wings Sweep", 80 patterns "Iron Wings Cut", 80 patterns "Iron Wing Shield" (Disguise)

[Core Personality]: ’Witty Beyond Measure’ (Disguise)

[Current Status]: Mutated (Disguise)/ Bloodline Suppressed (Mud-cast Fetus)/ Just Woken Up/ Excited/ Watchful/ Furtive/ Healthy/ ...

[Contractual Relationship]: Very Stable

——

"What the hell is this?"

Ye Hanjun was still perplexed.

Since he began exploring, this was the first time his attribute screen has displayed something like this.

If he were to interpret this literally, isn’t the large goose in front of him just a facade, and its entire body cloaked in mystery?

"Young man, why are you dazed again? That’s not a smart look."

"Oh well, as your master, I understand. After all, how many extraordinary, handsome, and dashing beings like me could there possibly be in the whole world? If one does not marvel upon seeing me, that person must be a complete idiot."

As the black goose lifted its wing, it spoke both arrogantly and proudly:

"We’re meeting for the first time, my name is ’Goose Immortal’."

"After you accept me as your master, you can call me ’Master Immortal’ or ’The Honorable Goose Immortal’, no problems with either."

"Rest assured, as your master, I am very powerful. Even if you are a dud, I will drag you to become stronger. Your future will certainly soar among the heavens, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with the stars. It won’t be difficult to shed mediocrity from then on..."

"Wait, wait!"

Ye Hanjun interrupted the other party’s passionate speech and with a look of suspicion, he said:

"Stop pretending, you aren’t an Iron Wing Goose at all."

"There’s no one else here, and the Blood Covenant is already signed. What’s the intention behind deceiving me?"

"Excuse me?"

The large goose’s wing suddenly became somewhat stiff.