The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 573 - 250: The Surname of the Night, Cannot be Insulted _2

"Brother Han, I heard that you had an extremely rare misaligned summoning. You signed a contract with something suspected to be a Demon Enchantress, and suffered a lot because of it."

"Looking at the color of your complexion now, it seems it’s no longer a problem."

"As for me, your sister, I quite like Demon Enchantresses."

"It’s a pity, in order to ensure that I pass the trial, I’ve used my second Mark. Regardless, I would have sought out a charming type of demon with special bloodline to sign a master-servant contract."

Ye Youxing licked her lips, her natural charm instantly tinted with an enchanting allure:

"If big brother has made achievements in methods of training, such as whipping, wax play, candles, and bondage, I would be interested in obtaining some secret books. Thus, when I obtain my territory, it would be convenient for me to capture and play with some Demon Enchantresses~"

"Not interested." Ye Hanjun said indifferently.

"Ah, Brother Han is really frosty!"

Ye Youxing feigned a pitiful look, and sweetly said:

"Then let’s change the topic."

"I wonder what other Fond Spirits Brother Han has contracted with?"

"I, your sister, am really unlucky. I ended up in a desolate place where not even a bird would poop, surrounded by mountains and lacking in greenery."

"Choosing from thousands, I barely found a creature that caught my eye. Thanks to its abilities, I barely managed to reach the outstanding passing line..."

Ye Youxing was ceaselessly chattering with various complaints.

Whether she pretended to be acting pitiful or coy, her aim was singular – to pry out information from Ye Hanjun.

Seeing through her little schemes, Ye Hanjun didn’t bother to respond.

He merely replied with short phrases like "Mhm", "That’s right", and "You’ve worked hard".

"Brother Han is really impervious to anything."

Ye Youxing pouted and stomped her feet, voicing her grievances:

"Fine, since Brother Han is so guarded against me, I won’t make a fool of myself!"

Saying that, Ye Youxing returned to Ye Donghai’s side, and the two walked side by side.

Though her face bore a smile, her eyes were filled with an indelible shadow.

Ye Donghai nudged her shoulder with his elbow and shook his head slightly.

Ye Youxing took a deep breath of Demonic Qi, the shadow in her eyes sinking deeper, and she began humming a tune, acting carefree and unconcerned.

"They’re here?"

In the distance, where the candlelight was the brightest, there was a coffin.

An old man crawled out of the coffin. His clothes were moldy and seemed as if they would crumble any moment.

"Greetings, great uncle."

Ye Hanjun, Ye Donghai, and Ye Youxing all bowed in sync.

Although the ancestral worship ceremony after the end of the trial could only be considered a "small offering", it was not the most grand "grand offering".

But even a small offering must be led by an Elder of the eighth rank who shares the family surname.

Ye Hanjun showed sincere respect, not being careless in his bowing posture.

Ye Donghai clenched his fists, visibly nervous.

Ye Youxing did not dare to lift her head, acting as obediently as possible.

-- Ye Qi.

The elder before them is called "Ye Qi" by the clan members!

His real name might only be remembered by the elder generation of the same rank.

Even if the old ancestor of Ye Youxing’s line, Ye Youlong, stood here, he would have to show the proper respect.

This is because only the strongest Elder can have their name linked with a number.

This ordinary-looking old man, who seemed as if he might crumble at any moment, is the seventh most powerful person of the eighth rank in the entire Ye Clan, whether in the main family, branch family, vassals or sideways branches.

"Hmm, not bad, not bad. Three out of five participants in the trial this year performed outstandingly, which is a significant increase compared to the expectations."

Ye Qi, with his hands behind his back and his vortex-like black pupils, looked at the twelve people in front of him.

At this time, only Ye Hanjun, Ye Donghai, and Ye Youxing, the three trial participants, were qualified to stand.

The rest of the evaluators, such as Ye Ji who are from the main family, were kneeling on one knee, not daring to move at all.

"Swish--"

Three scrolls flew out from the hands of the evaluators.

They floated in front of Ye Qi and unfolded one by one.

"Ye Donghai... Pass... Pass... Pass..."

"Hmm, which child of Release Heaven are you? I’ve grown old and can’t remember clearly."

"Great Uncle, I am the 1128th."

A drop of cold sweat inexplicably fell from Ye Donghai’s forehead.

However, this drop of sweat didn’t fall to the ground, but flew to in front of Ye Qi.

"Hmm... Am I that frightening?"

"If it were a child who failed the trial, there would indeed be a reason to be afraid."

"You have already passed, why are you still so fearful?"

Ye Donghai swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and replied in a quiet voice:

"Thinking about great uncle’s past military exploits... how can I, a junior, not be afraid."

"Haha! Those are old stories, no need to mention them!"

Ye Qi waved his hand, and the floating drop of cold sweat instantly evaporated.

Suddenly, a glowing crystal ball appeared in front of Ye Donghai, with a diameter of more than a meter.

Ye Donghai exhaled, dared not lag, immediately bit his finger, letting a drop of fresh blood fall.

"Splash~~"

Dark light flickered, and after writhing for three seconds, it formed a twisted pattern resembling a mount.

A faint black symbol was branded on the pattern, it was the oldest demonic text, corresponding to the letter "B".

"It turns out to be a B-level ’Shadow Knight’."

"So, the initial awakened profession is likely to be the C-level ’Black Knight’, or C-level ’Shadow Knight’, right?"