The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 39 - 38: D-Class Authority · Watcher_1

"A close call, that was fortunate, really fortunate."

A huge stone hanging in Ye Hanjun’s chest quietly fell, and he exhaled a long breath.

With his current physical condition, slashing seven times in a fleeting moment while ensuring no mistakes was quite uncertain.

For those few seconds, he put in all his concentration and drained almost half of his physical strength, the price he paid was not small.

"Hmm...?"

Suddenly, a chill enveloped his neck, causing his hair to stand on end.

An extremely fast-moving creature, came darting through the air at lightning speed.

Ye Hanjun’s shoulder and neck muscles tightened abruptly, and he was about to dodge subconsciously.

But at the critical moment, he realized that the attack from behind was not lethal.

He then forcefully suppressed his instinctive reaction, remained still, and allowed a ripple of purple light to envelop him.

"Zzzzzz——"

The sharp noisy buzz filled his ears, but Ye Hanjun managed to cut off his senses in time.

Nonetheless, his brain was buzzing, as if thousands of bees were buzzing around him incessantly.

A force, similar to that of "Justice Pressure", appeared once again, and a heavy pressure descended from the heavens.

This time, Ye Hanjun made no attempt to resist, he half laid down on the ground, using the ground as support to buffer and absorb most of the impact.

"Swoop! Swoop!"

The speeding dark figure slowed down, started circling around Ye Hanjun, and kept sending out intimidating screams to scare him.

It was a bat, roughly the same size as the Green-Eyed Owl, of a bright, colourful, purple hue, completely covered with purple fur.

Its appearance was extremely ugly, huge eye sockets, protruding eyeballs, and a mouth wide open to both sides...boy or girl who saw it would definitely cry in fear.

Ye Hanjun could not turn his head, but he had an idea in his heart.

This was the Sounding Bat!

Similar to the Solitary Shadow Wolf, it also hides during the day and comes out at night.

However, it’s adept at flying, and most of the skills it holds are of sonic nature.

It could launch an attack against the spirit and soul, or in situations like this, use "Binding Sound Waves" to restrict the target’s movements.

"Daring to act recklessly within my boundaries, who gave you the courage?"

A cold grunt, followed by the sound of heavy running that abruptly stopped.

In the direction where the Sounding Bat came from, an extremely robust armored warrior, carrying an intimidatingly sharp giant sword, walked step by step towards him.

His footsteps seemed to deliberately trample on Ye Hanjun’s chest.

Every time he took a step, the heart shook along with it.

After seven steps, a pair of shiny new black metal boots appeared in view. The pressure on Ye Hanjun’s shoulder suddenly lightened, so he couldn’t help raising his head to look up.

"Before you entered, hasn’t anyone told you the rules here?"

Bingji had a pair of thick eyebrows and big eyes, expressionless when communicating with people, exuding a fierce aura.

Coupled with his robust figure and impervious metal armor, the strong blood energy spread across the sky, almost overpowering every inch of Ye Hanjun’s nerve.

"Why not understand the situation first before making subjective judgments?"

Ye Hanjun showed no signs of fear, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, with a calm voice as always.

"Huh? The evidence is right in front, yet you are still trying to debate!?"

Bingji’s eyes widened, he suddenly plunged the giant sword in his hand into the ground.

A bang echoed, sending fragments flying around, and for a moment dust filled the air.

"You are after all a watcher, keep calm, there’s no need to be so angry."

Perhaps due to the arrival of the master, the Sounding Bat above felt the situation under control. It prematurely terminated the continuous casting of the Binding Sound Waves.

Ye Hanjun calmly stood up, patted the dust off him, appearing composed.

"After injuring the Desert Witch, you still have the nerve to talk to me this way?"

Bingji looked at him as if he was an idiot, his indifference going up another level.

...

"Wha- what’s going on?!"

Jiang Haowen, who was walking in the passage, suddenly stumbled, uncontrollably colliding with Zhou Nijie behind him.

The two barely thought about the embarrassment, trying hard to steady their bodies’ balance.

"What happened? Why is it like this?" Ye Shu looked anxious.

Although the vibration around was strongest the first time, this was after all the Disabled Fond Spirits Assistance Centre.

According to Jiang Haowen’s explanation, this seventh floor was surely the most tightly guarded place.

As long as one does not deliberately provoke the disabled fond spirits, safety is absolutely guaranteed, they can be completely at ease.

So, what’s happening now?

The promised safety spoke no more than fifteen minutes ago, how could it become unreliable so soon?

"The patterns on the ground... they are lighting up..."

Jiang Haowen tried his best to remain calm and quickly scanned the surroundings.

Once he found the source of the anomaly, his pupils contracted.

He’d heard from senior students that if the patterns on the ground start glowing, it seems to signify... the full activation of the Guardian’s Land?

Did a Fond Spirit go berserk, break the cell, and attract the attention of the watcher?

What’s with today’s luck? The attack of the Solitary Shadow Wolf was already unbelievable enough, even the seemingly invincible seventh floor can have accidents?

Jiang Haowen muttered softly under his breath while sitting nervously.

Lv Bao was in a deep sleep, and at the moment he didn’t have any Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits available, his remaining sense of security was miniscule.

"Boom! Boom!"

The sound of heavy objects running could be clearly heard. The disabled Fond Spirits in the cells, regardless of size, became more restless.

After much hesitation, it seemed that staying in place was also not a very prudent solution.

Jiang Haowen steeled himself, cautiously approached the source of the noise with the three burdens in tow.

Then ... his eyes widened!

"Cousin, what did you see?" Jiang Meng whispered.

At this point, they were no more than a hundred meters apart, not cutting around corners but following an almost straight passage.

But due to the dim and fluctuating light, the situation remained unclear.

Jiang Meng and the others dared not get closer, they peeked around the edge of the wall, making some ludicrous peeping motions.

In their team of four, the three of them were all new patrons, all at F-class.

Jiang Meng was a "Manicurist", Ye Shu was a "Hair Colourist", and Zhou Nijie was an "Athlete".

The abilities each had control over, had nothing to do with perceptivity.

Only Jiang Haowen was an F-class "Scout". His passive ability – Lightness, helped enhance his agility, enabling him to adapt better to the outdoors.

The passive ability - Vision Enhancement, helped improve his vision, providing benefits to all aspects of perception.

"Lord Han..."

"I actually saw Lord Han again?!"

However, everything halted at that simple glance.

Jiang Haowen clutched at his hair, unable to believe the sight before him.

"Huh?" Jiang Meng covered her mouth, asking again for confirmation: "You saw Han again?"

"Yes!" Jiang Haowen’s eyes bulged, speaking rapidly: "I even saw the Watcher!"

"So the lighting up of the markings on the ground did imply that the Watcher had woken from the ’Tranquil Statue’ state!"

"But bizarrely enough, the Watcher, accompanied by his Sounding Bat, was standing resolute and formidable with a stern countenance as if grappling in a standoff against Lord Han!"

Shifting his gaze slightly, he noted the dagger in Lord Han’s hand, soaked in a bright, stunning goose-yellow, within sight and startling.

Jiang Haowen’s pupils contracted as he choked out, trembling:

"Holy shit! Would you believe what I saw?"

"The Desert Witch is lying in a pool of blood, she seems close to death, barely moving..."

"It seemed like Lord Han stabbed the witch a few times... What an enmity... This is the Disabled Fond Spirits Assistance Centre! Has he gone mad?!"

"Gulp..."

Ye Shu and Zhou Nijie exchanged a glance, unable to hide the shock in their eyes.

Who was this ruthless man, who, within mere minutes, had turned around and stabbed the Desert Witch to death?

Although she was a Grey Flash, with no value for a contract.

But this was too brutal. They couldn’t do such a thing even if the dagger was thrust into their hands...

"Eh? Wait!"

Jiang Haowen exclaimed, this time he couldn’t suppress his volume, startling Jiang Meng, Ye Shu, and Zhou Nijie.

"Am I seeing things?"

"Lord Han dug out a badge from his pocket and pinned it to his chest..."

"It’s not bronze like ours; it’s silver..."

"???"

Jiang Meng was dumbstruck, standing still like a wooden stake.

As Zhou Nijie pondered the implications, it hit him like a bolt from the blue. He went stiff.

"A silver badge?"

"Isn’t that what the Mentors wear? Why would Lord Han have one?"

...

The wild aura around Bingji in front of him collapsed spectacularly.

At least in that brief moment, his eyes reflected the same bewilderment and shock.

"Where did you pick up this badge?"

An insufferable chill exploded, Bingji looked down at him, implying he was ready to suppress him at a moment’s notice.

The Sounding Bat overhead, seeming to understand its master’s thought, shrieked and a cold aura emanated from its body, as if acquiring energy for some skill.

"So you can just find a Canghai Pavilion badge lying on the street?"

Ye Hanjun laughed lightly, mockingly retorting.

His gaze skimmed over Bingji’s chest, where a silver badge was wedged between the gaps in his armour.

Unlike his triangular badge, that one had five angles, appearing more exquisite and valuable.

"Let me introduce myself. I am a new assistant at the Canghai Pavilion, surname Han, given name Jun."

"If you don’t believe me, you can ask Director Jiang Yongnian, he can vouch for me."

Ye Hanjun remained calm and composed.

Bingji fell silent suddenly, his bell-like eyes steadily watching the triangular badge, scrutinizing it over and over again.

It was clear that he didn’t believe this explanation.

But the badge was real, and Ye Hanjun was confident enough.

Han’s extraordinary features seemed to coerce him into accepting the truth sooner.

"Master Bing, the emergency medical team is assembled!"

The hurried but orderly voice came from the distance.

Several figures had appeared in the passage Bingji came through.

The one leading them was the old man with white hair they had seen before, and as soon as the people behind him appeared, they swarmed towards the Desert Witch lying in the pool of blood.

"Hold on!"

Ye Hanjun suddenly interrupted, his voice colder than ever:

"As Healers, it doesn’t matter if you rush to apply healing skills on a daily basis, but now... hold on! Do not touch the Witch’s body carelessly!"