The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 755 - 311: Hidden Sickle Insect Cave

"Missing a wife?"

In the valley where the slumbering behemoths resided, Ye Hanjun was first taken aback and then, cupping his chin, his brain went into overdrive.

A wife...can that be considered a supply?

And...thanks to your ancestors for eight generations, why does this sound like swearing?

"This is a very tricky issue!"

All serious now, GuaGua’s tiny face tensed up, expressing deep sympathy:

"Poor tadpoles, they are indeed pitiful."

"They’ve never encountered a female in their lifetime, always remaining bachelors."

"Nonsense!"

The fifth behemoth was displeased, "When we were kids, we had a mother too!"

"It’s just that when we got a bit older, she accidentally passed away, and we were the ones who buried her!"

"Exactly, exactly!"

The third behemoth, with the worst temper, seemed to carry residual sleepiness, its brow furrowed in displeasure:

"At that time, she was pregnant. Had she survived, the next one born might have been a sister."

"Then, our family would be rounded out and we could have had more babies!"

"Oh..."

GuaGua listened, blinking in astonishment, the small eyes sparkling with human-like intelligence, as if assessing several fools.

"Very normal."

Ye Hanjun muttered to himself, "Among mortals, there are regulations against marrying close relatives, but in the world of Fond Spirits, for the sake of survival and reproduction, such rules hardly exist."

"I know that,"

GuaGua shook his head knowingly, "I need to rephrase that."

"You’ve seen females, but you’ll remain bachelors for life!"

"Who is bachelor, and why should we beat him?"

The fourth behemoth scratched its head, finally voicing a long-held confusion.

"Idiots, I’m done playing with you!"

With ballooned cheeks, GuaGua huffed and turned away, unwilling to look at these big fools any longer.

"Regarding a wife... I’m afraid I’m powerless in that respect."

Ye Hanjun gave a wry smile, attempting to suggest:

"Why don’t you try other species? As long as you can produce offspring, your genetic lineage can somewhat continue."

"No way, no way, our fathers have already tried that!"

The second behemoth shook its head furiously and resisted:

"Flying ones, two-headed ones, rotting ones, poisonous ones...our fathers gritted their teeth and tried many times!"

"But either they could not produce offspring,"

"or they gave birth to bizarrely deformed progeny, which our fathers killed with a single punch, unwilling to even look at them longer."

"..."

Stunned for a moment, Ye Hanjun spread his hands:

"Then there’s nothing that can be done."

"Unless one of the species’ genes are incredibly powerful, mutations will definitely occur in inter-species mating."

"Without the anatomical structure for asexual reproduction and the inability to accept mutated offspring, you are likely doomed to extinction."

"But we’ve heard that there are transmutational treasures in this world, that when consumed, can turn males into females and females into males!"

"If you could find something like that, we wouldn’t just thank your ancestors for eight generations; we would thank them for eighty-eight!"

The fourth behemoth, eagerly and smugly, boasted about its promise.

As if being remembered and thanked by them was an incredible honor.

Ye Hanjun pinched the bridge of his nose, contemplating for a while before he opened his eyes, already dismissing the idea of making a deal.

"Sorry, that’s beyond my capabilities."

"Indeed, such Heavenly and Earthly Materials exist in the world, but finding them is nearly impossible."

"Lame!"

The third behemoth spat out a gob of saliva, roared, and then started snoozing right there unbothered by anyone.

"So boring!"

"I wanted our leader to change into a female, to let it experience the feeling of giving birth!"

The fifth behemoth lost interest, its eyelids fought for a while before it loudly declared just before falling asleep:

"Dreaming is better, everything is possible in dreams, whether hundreds or thousands of wives, they’re all mine, and no one can snatch them away!"

"Snore! Snore!..."

In a moment, two behemoths were snoring loudly.

The remaining three, as if infected, their initially spirited demeanor visibly slumped.

"Forget it, the ancestor once said, to meet is to be destined."

"Since you are my ancestor’s kin, I’ll secretly warn you, this level harbors the most terrifying creature, a giant white bird."

"It flies incredibly fast; a swipe of its wing could smash even the five of us stacked together."

"Human, if you want to survive this level, it’s best to stay away from it."

"However, it doesn’t have a fixed territory and could appear anywhere; you can only pray that you’re lucky enough not to encounter it..."

The fourth behemoth, lowering its body, whispered ominously.

"Is it like this?"

Suddenly transforming, GuaGua became a delicately small Gesila, its presence extremely weak.

"It’s not that small; when flying in the sky, its wings are spread very wide."

The second behemoth, with a skeptical look, stared for a long time, slightly nodding:

"But...that is roughly the form, yes."

"Our grandmothers were eaten by it; they became its food."

"...Is it possible that I have already encountered it?"