The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1107 - 428: Little Sword Has Gotten Stronger

"Boom!"

Goose Immortal fell from the sky, heavily crashing into the Thunder Pond, barely clinging to life.

It tried everything possible with all its might, yet it still lost.

Whether offense or defense, every move Mu Yi made was impeccable.

No wonder, no wonder at the peak of Supreme Holy Completion, those of the same Divine Trace Lineage found it hard to compete.

Mu Yi truly deserved the title of the third divine general under Goddess Ba, the king of Holy Kings, first under the divine, such honors witnessed Goose Immortal’s defeat as not unjust.

"Crackling..."

The spatial barrier shattered, Goose Immortal received a backlash, spurting another mouthful of blood.

A Wild Wind whipped up, Huazhu fished it out of the Thunder Pond, followed closely by GuaGua, ceaselessly casting "Super Purification" and "Super Healing".

Shortly after, Goose Immortal, having recovered most of its vitality, stood up with a vigorous flip.

It bowed its wings toward Mu Yi, absent of its usual arrogance, humbly asking about the details of the battle.

"Your body is large, and you’ve just evolved; there are too many flaws."

"For example, your takeoff motion, you have a bad habit, in that moment, a strike to your abdomen would be very effective..."

Mu Yi spared no detail, leaving nothing undisclosed.

Goose Immortal nodded from time to time, firmly recognizing its own evolution, but the path ahead was still long.

To reach Mu Yi’s level, without relying on bloodline talents, but solely on combat experience to pinpoint the enemy’s critical weakness, achieving the result of "catching them off guard, striking the vital point."

This required a vast amount of practical combat experience, as well as an absolutely rich knowledge chain of species ecology.

"Great leader of the Hanba Clan, I admire you!"

"I have learned, after some time, once I’ve fully adapted to my new form of life, we shall fight another round!"

"Alright."

Mu Yi nodded, casually agreeing to Goose Immortal’s invitation.

"Crackle and pop!!"

In a corner of the Thunder Pond, Sword Thunder Child was making a commotion, tirelessly slaughtering the illusory Thunder Beasts.

"Pain... even more pain..."

Mo blissfully nestled deep within the Thunder Pond, like a dormant fish, completely unaware of the passage of time.

"Ssss! Boom!!"

Huazhu hovered, allowing the Thunder Element to pass through her body.

She was using this method to refine her Witch body.

What she needed to do next was simple, the cultivation of Supreme Saint was much longer than Glorious Perfection, each realm required steady and solid progress.

Otherwise, forget about Half-Step Deity, even reaching Supreme Holy Completion would be impossible.

"Chime chime—ling ling—dala-mi-lo—"

Absolute String was single-minded, with only a harp in its spiritual world.

It mastered only eight pieces of music, seven of which had reached their limits.

The last remaining "Great Cold," if it could achieve similar perfection, what The Way of the Music would become was truly worth looking forward to.

...

"Little Meili, everyone else has evolved, don’t you have any thoughts?"

New Era, Second Epoch, year 1250.

During the regular summoning of Aegifura by Ye Hanjun, Little GuaGua approached her and, staring into her eyes, blatantly asked.

"How would I know?"

Aegifura stretched lazily, her demeanor relaxed yet graceful, appearing to be in good spirits.

"But you’re lagging behind."

GuaGua fiddled with her frosty white hair, chatting in a curious baby’s tone:

"If you continue like this, you’ll spend a lifetime sleeping, and no creature will appreciate your beauty."

"Don’t you think this is a waste? Such a beautiful Female Demon, yet confined to the Contract Space, even if I call you a homebody, you can’t deny it."

"Go away, I didn’t pursue this path for the sake of others to see."

Aegifura pushed GuaGua away with a finger, not letting it mess up her nicely done hair, snorting with indifference:

"People say ’A woman dresses for the one who pleases her.’ I don’t care in the slightest."

"Conversely, if only I can appreciate my own beauty, with no creature casting their foul gaze upon me, I am more than happy."

"No no no! You’re too narcissistic, you won’t make friends like that!"

GuaGua persisted, continuing to play with Aegifura’s hair, giving her no chance to evade:

"You’ve been stuck at Glorious Perfection for far too long."

"If I’m not mistaken, you won’t be able to evolve on your own."

"So what?"

Aegifura bared her fangs, threateningly:

"Stay away from my hair!"

"Do you know how long I’ve worked to keep it soft and smooth? Don’t spoil my hard work!"

"Hmmph, fine, I won’t touch it. I’ll go stroke Little Black Hat’s instead!"

GuaGua swung its little hand away, no longer touching Aegifura, puffing up its cheeks, huffing:

"Little Meili, aren’t you really in a hurry?"

"Holy Beasts surely have longer lives than those at Glorious Perfection!"

"We can easily live until the next epoch, but your future is uncertain, if you sacrifice yourself too soon, I’ll miss you!"

Aegifura stood with her arms crossed, her eyes fluttering twice, showing a momentary surprise.

She turned her head away, her face stern, reluctantly saying:

"My bloodline destiny is not within my control, what can I do?"

"Aren’t you supposed to find the entrance to the Realm of Desire to help trace the origin of my bloodline?"

"Years have passed, yet there’s been no follow-up."

"If I can’t act on my own, and lack strong abilities, and worry about this and fear that every day, how can I even live?"

"Nonsense."

GuaGua turned its backside toward her, sticking out its tongue:

"Big Tadpole, every time he leaves the Ancient Thunder Pond to buy supplies in the Mechanism City, he tries his best to inquire about the Realm of Desire."

"All these years, we’ve gotten a bit of a clue."