The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 681 - 286: In the Spotlight_2

Ye Nishang turned her head, her fingertips touched the wound on the Black Phoenix, then she put her finger in her mouth, sipping and savoring the taste.

When she stretched out her finger a second time, she asked with her indifferent voice.

"The 67th generation reached the 7th Order, fought on the Battlefield of Different Species, and perished together with the reckless Holy Saint Embryo."

"The 69th generation, who was a thousand years older than me, disappeared without a trace to an unknown secret realm two hundred years ago, with no signs of returning even as the Clock of the Era is about to strike..."

Ye Qiyu wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth and put on a fresh kasaya under the beast woman’s clothing.

As he replied casually, an understanding dawned on Ye Mochou who raised his eyebrows.

"If I remember correctly, the 65th Young Emperor was also born in the Newborn Universe’s First Epoch..."

"This epoch produced six young emperors? The elders in the clan will be pleased, it’s one more than the last epoch."

"There would have been a seventh, but someone gave up."

Ye Qiyu glanced at Ye Hanjun without an iota of emotion, neither sadness nor joy.

But Ye Mochou and Ye Nishang, whose perception was extraordinary.

They instantly redirected their attention to Ye Hanjun. Their gaze, like two ancient beasts, reflected a pressing light in their dark pupils.

"What do you mean?"

Ye Mochou, radiating a strand of power, asked in a deep voice.

"The mess he left behind is his own to solve."

Ye Qiyu swallowed a pill, uninterested in commenting further.

At that moment, not only the two young emperors.

The clansmen who had just woken up from the seal, whether surprised or doubting, were all keenly waiting for the answer.

Being a young emperor is more than just about being powerful. Each one is highly valued by the family and heavily invested in.

Who wouldn’t try their best to rise to that position if given the chance?

Having already ascended to that position, who would willingly have their title stripped away to kneel in humiliation?

"It’s nothing."

Ye Hanjun said calmly:

"During the great ceremony when I was six, I was drawn into the ancestral land."

"When I came out, a drop of divine blood was in my palm, which I gave to a relative to compensate for her innate deficiency."

"?"

Ye Mochou’s eyes widened slightly, he exuded an aura of ruin as he advanced step by step:

"Unexpectedly, during the years that I was in deep sleep, such a big incident happened..."

"After the Wuyou Ancestor, Chengfeng Ancestor, and Shitian Ancestor, someone else has stepped into the ancestral land..."

"But you voluntarily gave up this opportunity and didn’t accept the inheritance of the ancestor?"

"I can’t imagine what kind of thinking led to such a maddening decision..."

A raging storm gathered from all around.

Ye Hanjun, like being stalked by the most terrifying hunter, felt a prickling sensation on his forehead and his limbs shook slightly.

"Whoosh!"

Taking a step forward, Ye Nishang stood before Ye Hanjun in an instant. She slightly lifted her head, the distance between her eyes and his chin was less than three inches.

When fighting against Ye Qiyu and Ye Mochou, she always had a casual attitude.

But at this moment, she frowned, and a murderous intent was present in her pupils.

"Rip!"

With a flick of her sleeve, Ye Liuying, who was three meters away, had the right sleeve of her robe torn to shreds.

Her arm, as white as lotus root, instantly turned dark.

Soon, a bead of extremely bright blood was squeezed out, Ye Liuying’s face immediately paled, her vitality rapidly dwindling.

"Let me taste your blood..."

Ye Nishang murmured to herself, reaching out her slender finger.

Picking the bead of blood, she put it into her lips, closed her eyes and savoured the taste.

At that time, Ye Mochou froze on the spot, his icy face occasionally revealing a hint of anger.

In a not too distant place, Ye Xien, Ye Quan, Ye Aobai, Ye Sisi... the Ye clansmen from thousands of years ago, regardless of what they were thinking, all held their breath, patiently awaiting the young emperor’s verdict.

"It’s not right..."

"Although your bloodline is of the Night Angel and we share a common source..."

"But your blood is too ordinary, not as extraordinary as expected..."

Ye Nishang opened her eyes, her six wings on her back suddenly flapped and her aura becomes chaotic for a moment.

She pointed her left hand and struck Ye Hanjun’s forehead like a bolt of lightning. An enchanting dark flower slowly bloomed.

"Thump!"

After a bout of itching, an overwhelming sensation of weakness surged, a bead of blood that was even brighter than previous, floated on Ye Hanjun’s forehead.

Ye Nishang reached out her hand, carefully picked up the blood bead as if plucking a flower’s stamen, and put it carefully into her mouth.

"Your blood is... slightly special."

"But to say how special...How could it compare with the king?"

"Forget it."

Ye Qiyu abruptly interrupted and said:

"You’re using your own methods to verify. Can they match the verdict of the saints in the clan?"

"The blood of the ancestor has definitely been absorbed by Ye Liuying. She was born sickly, and taking various strong medicines had no effect, so it’s likely she’ll remain a mortal for her life, and she won’t live long."

"With the help of ancestral blood, she could have cured her innate deficiencies and then undergone Passive Awakening, that in itself is a miracle."

"As for Ye Hanjun... no one cares about the issue of the ancestral blood anymore."

"He is a dual authority, if he wants to ascend to the 7th Order, he will encounter a hurdle that no one has ever crossed, standing directly in his way..."

"You’re wrong!"

Ye Nishang grabbed Ye Hanjun with one hand and Ye Liuying with the other. She examined them carefully for a long time, her eyebrows becoming more furrowed:

"That’s the blood of the ancestor..."

"Over the last twelve epochs, only four people have been chosen..."

"It not only represents the ’inheritance of the Young Emperor’, but also bestows a special significance that might be a better opportunity than scouring the entire Tomb of Asura..."