The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1101 - 426: Huazhu Evolution, All-encompassing Witch

"Glug glug~~~"

"Glug glug glug~~~"

Little GuaGua was not only performing fancy swimming but also practicing fancy drinking.

The lightning plasma that made the Glorious Ghosts steer clear was no different than plain boiled water to it.

It filled itself up in one breath, its belly bulging and seeming to have gained a circle of weight.

But it still swam incredibly fast, looking like a mischievous monkey wreaking havoc at the Water Curtain Cave when it leapt out of the water, and like a sneaky little seahorse when it dived below.

Now and then, it would sidle up to Jue to listen to his tunes, and occasionally dash under Sword Thunder Child to watch its ruckus in the Ancient Thunder Pond... it was quite busy.

"Hiss!!"

"Baaaa baaaa!!"

Yet even just in a corner of the Ancient Thunder Pond, a series of astonishing noises could be heard.

Yang Xiaoqi couldn’t hold back anymore; rubbing its hooves against She Xiaoxiong’s scales, the two had an unspoken understanding.

"Plop!!"

With She Xiaoxiong exerting force and Yang Xiaoqi assisting, the Mechanical Chimera’s rear end once again faced forward.

Together in mischief, they dragged Little Lazy Lion—into the thunder pond!

"Roar???"

Little Lazy Lion was sleeping soundly, and even the king of heaven himself couldn’t wake it.

But when the crackling electric arcs leaped onto its body, it was taken aback and tried to scramble back to shore with its lion paws.

"Hiss!!"

"Baaa baaa baaa!!!"

Pure thunder electricity poured into its body, She Xiaoxiong felt full of strength and gradually entered a berserk state.

It, too, imitated Sword Thunder Child, pitting wits and courage against the transformations spawned by the Ancient Thunder Pond.

Yang Xiaoqi didn’t want to fight; it only wanted to find out what other fun things were nearby, so it was willing to work with She Xiaoxiong and resolutely refused to side with Little Lazy Lion, who suffered from severe laziness.

"Roar (’;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)..."

Little Lazy Lion let out a few strangled roars, irritated and despairing at the same time.

But it was too excellent, and instinct overcame reason.

Upon realizing that the thunder pond hadn’t harmed its body but was instead nourishing it like a nutrient solution, Little Lazy Lion covered its ears, its slack head dipping beneath the surface of the lightning plasma.

It... successfully fell asleep!

Every time it breathed, a series of bubbles would pop up.

Yang Xiaoqi and She Xiaoxiong, full of life, couldn’t be bothered with it and continued to raise a storm on the surface of the pond.

"Aiya ma ya! Such a terrifying human, can you stay away from me?!"

There was a small mechanical bird, shaped like a white crane, that had been peacefully absorbing plasma on the water.

Since Ye Hanjun had arrived nearby and quickly occupied a small area, the incessant emergence of thunder phoenixes, thunder dragons, and the endless thunderstorms and thunder waves... were seriously affecting its cultivation.

However, after eyeing Ye Hanjun twice, the mechanical bird’s program to start a quarrel and exchange insults automatically shut down.

It obediently flew to a farther place, actively retreating from the danger zone, not wanting any contact whatsoever with this person.

"Alright, alright, alright, the good fortune this Immortal has been waiting for is finally here!"

"Mechanic God Mountain, Ancient Thunder Pond, this is the last step before this Immortal ascends to become the Holy Saint Embryo!"

The summoned Goose Immortal, flapping its wings, couldn’t stop laughing.

Such preposterousness for an original member of the Feather Clan, a line of inheritance itself, to have become the weakest link in the team.

"Chit chit! Chit chit!"

Goose Immortal stretched its neck, trying its utmost to catch the spattering remnants of the lightning plasma.

Whenever its wings got wet, it immediately fled far away, then sat in a corner by itself, convulsing.

It was indeed a sorry sight.

But Ye Hanjun was well aware of the dreadfulness of this thunder pond, and Goose Immortal, not yet ascended to sainthood, was fine as is.

If it rashly attracted stronger thunder, its physical body could collapse, and that would be a tragic loss.

"Rumble rumble..."

Huazhu hovered slightly in the air, three inches off the ground.

On her black pointed Wizard Hat, all the symbols that emerged were shaped like lightning.

Weather adaptation... thunder!

While maintaining this state, Huazhu, in theory, could manipulate the power of thunder, and her related spells were eye-catching.

But, upon close observation, Ye Hanjun discovered that Huazhu’s mastery over the Thunder Attribute was inferior to that of Absolute String and Sword Thunder Child, and the quality was extremely poor.

After all, she was not a pure Thunder Element being, not a Thunder Witch who solely wielded the Thunder Attribute.

Moreover, she wasn’t yet a saint; there was a great discrepancy in rank.

In a supreme thunderous holy site like the Ancient Thunder Pond, Huazhu was too weak, like a clump of weeds by the roadside, lacking any presence.

"Sir, that’s okay."

"One step at a time, and the day will come when the channels are formed."

Huazhu was not in a rush, even more cautious and careful than Goose Immortal.

Among all the Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits, she and Aegifura were the most frail and could not withstand the touch of great power.

Any greed or urgency to speed up the absorption of elements would only result in lingering injuries in the end.

"Keep at it; you still have a chance. Aegifura is not blessed enough to enjoy the baptism of thunder and lightning."

Ye Hanjun encouraged, then expressed regret:

"What a pity, Mo is asleep."

"If it could soak in the thunder pond and feel the pain of being completely wounded, it would definitely like it..."

With a splash, Ye Hanjun’s attention turned to Mu Yi Hanba.

Mu Yi, from the Corpse Race, was thought by commoners to be countered by attributes like fire, Holy Light, and thunder.

However, Mu Yi was a Hanba, innately wielding the law of desolation.

The so-called fire and Holy Light, whether burning or illuminating, he had substantial resistance to; the idea of harming his true body with these was fanciful.

But lightning was different.

Mu Yi Hanba could not fully block the highly evolved Thunder Element.

Especially "Gloomy Soul," this skill designed to avoid physical damage, definitely should not be used lightly in places rich with Thunder Elements.