The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 576 - 251: Abyssal Lord_2

"Grandpa Huan, let’s settle here," Ye Hanjun said with a smile, "Originally, I was not particularly interested."

"But when you mentioned ’danger’, I suddenly became interested."

"Oh? Are you choosing the path of slaughter?"

Ye Huan seemed to understand, "That makes sense, as a Demon Ruler, slaughter is the fastest way for growth..."

"Han, you are really throwing yourself into it."

Ye Youxing laughed playfully, saying:

"Could it be that because you missed out on four years of growth, now you want to catch up."

"There’s a saying among the common folk, ’haste makes waste’, why do you have to rush, isn’t it good to develop slowly?"

"Aren’t you minding your own business too much?"

Ye Hanjun cast a glance at her and said lightly:

"On the surface, you want me to slow down and be steady."

"But in your heart, you can’t wait for me to quicken pace, and then see me stumble am I right?"

"Hehe, Han, you saw right through me!"

Ye Youxing admitted frankly:

"Someone as incredible as Han, isn’t a person we can compare with."

"My advice to you is that, rather than ending in a tragedy from all the fighting and killing, why not retire and enjoy your remaining years."

"If you still want to compete with those people, no one will even help to collect your corpse."

"You don’t need to worry about me." Ye Hanjun remained expressionless.

Ye Huan smiled as if he was reminiscing about old times.

He picked up the brush and wrote a character ’Ye’ next to the Ghost Killing River District, nodding slightly, "Alright, you can have this place."

"Remember, you can manage and operate your territory as you please."

"But every ten years, a batch of resources must be offered as strategic reserves for the family. This is a rule all territories needs to abide by, no one can defy it."

"Alright." Ye Hanjun agreed.

...

After selecting a fiefdom, Ye Hanjun parted ways with Ye Donghai and Ye Youxing.

If all goes as planned, it would be hard to encounter them again except for important ceremonies.

Of course, this did not mean that he could leave the Deep Black Wheel immediately.

The fiefdom, or territory, is a significant initial resource for members of the Ye Clan who have passed the trials.

Based on the trial results, their individual bloodline bonds, familial status, and many resources can be collected.

Ye Hanjun then moved to the next area.

"Your Highness, sorry to keep you waiting."

A giant, orange spirit of about three meters height floated towards him its features devoid of eyes, only a mouth stretched wide in a facsimile of laughter.

This was not a human in disguise, but a Fond Spirit.

However, it wasn’t the main body of the Fond Spirit, but one of the countless manifestations of an ancient Ghostly Soul.

In spite of this, Ye Hanjun could still sense the terrifying soul fluctuations within.

If this entity was hostile to him, a sole wave of spiritual energy would be enough to obliterate him completely.

"Your Highness, you are the Young King."

"According to the rules, you are entitled to the second-tier treatment."

The sound of the ghost echoed eerily, it was a cacophony of many overlapping indistinguishable voices.

Ye Hanjun listened quietly, neither underestimating the ghost nor particularly valuing it.

Its main body had a contract with a member of the Ye Clan.

This person happened to be the biological daughter of the King, ranked 55.

In terms of bloodline, this person was his half-sister.

But she had lived for a long time and had already become one of the high-ranking elders of the Ye Clan.

Due to misfortune, she ended up serving at the Deep Black Wheel.

However, she did not want to manage matters and preferred being a hands-off boss.

All the duties were taken up by her Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits. In the last hundred years, every resource allocated to the Ye Clan was personally handled by this Ghostly Soul.

"Wang Tu, come here."

The ghost mimicked a human hand gesture and waved towards a black door.

The door opened and a frail man in heavy earth-colored armor slowly walked towards them.

He knelt on one knee, his every movement was flawless.

"Wang Tu, the great grandson’s son of the previous family head of the Forget Home, is currently 600 years old. He is still quite young."

"From today onwards, he will serve you as a direct guard."

"Regardless of reason, if you die, he shall die as well."

The orange ghostly soul said and half of its body penetrated into the armored man, pulling out an ephemeral soul.

The soul appeared to vanish at any moment, but the orange ghostly soul huffed and puffed as it held onto this thread of soul, appearing quite worn out.

"Boom!"

After a full thirty seconds, the orange ghostly soul finally managed to drag the ephemeral spirit into the palm of Ye Hanjun’s hand.

The next second, an orange-colored chain connected both men.

In the void, Ye Hanjun felt as though he had grasped something and had an illusion of having control over life and death.

"Alright, this is the ’Fate Lock’ set by me. You are the main body, Wang Tu is the subordinate."

"Even if I am to die, as long as your levels have not reached the Eighth Level, the balance of the link cannot be disrupted."

The orange ghostly spirit had nearly turned transparent, but it was very satisfied with its work, boasting:

"Your Highness, would you like me to elaborate on the function of the ’Fate Lock’?"

"No need." Ye Hanjun shook his head.

"Very well, I will go and exchange with another brother."

The orange ghostly soul leisurely dissipated into the air.

After a while, another orange ghostly soul floated towards him, looking exactly like the previous one.

However, it had a more hot-tempered character and tossed a scroll into Ye Hanjun’s hands.

"Your Highness, this is the list of guards you can choose from!"

"According to the rules, you can additionally select one Seventh Order guard and ten Sixth Order guards to serve as your ’Death Servants’!"