The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1010 - 395: Sun Saint Child_3

"Lost king, you have finally returned!"

Clan Leader Jin Tianran of the Jinwu Clan, wings folded in embrace, said with utmost respect,

"I am the current Clan Leader of the Jinwu Clan. Your name is recorded in our clan’s history – the third divine general under Goddess Ba, subordinate to Mu Yi Zun, and we warmly welcome you back to your hometown!"

"No need to be so formal."

Mu Yi glanced at him, discerning that Jin Tianran possessed the rank of Supreme Holy Completion, and nodded slightly:

"It was no small feat for your ancestors to have survived the catastrophes of the Ancient Era."

"What is the current situation? As far as I know, the reproduction of the Golden Crows is also challenging, and can your clan’s population exceed ten?"

"Your Honor, all is well."

Jin Tianran replied with utmost respect,

"Currently, our clan has thirteen members. Although we cannot compare to the most glorious times of the Ancient Cosmos, we are self-sufficient and manage well."

"Then I am relieved."

Mu Yi Hanba nodded again, then turned his bony finger toward Ye Hanjun:

"This is my Human Master, you may call him Grey."

"On this visit, we wish to use your clan’s territory as a transit station to alleviate symptoms like barrenness of the Abyss and the intense heat of the golden sun."

"What?!"

Jin Tianran was stunned as if struck by lightning.

Alongside him, Jin Tianjing, Jin Tianmeng, Jin Tianzhou, and Jin Tianhong, all had contorted faces, shocked and dismayed.

"You, you have made a contract with a human? How is that possible...

"During the Ancient Cosmos, even when Crown Ranked beings visited, the most supreme Goddess Ba would not receive them, showing no regard at all!"

"You broke the rules of the Ancient Cosmos, entering into deep cooperation with the Human Race? Why... What makes this person so special?"

"Since the Ancient Cosmos has passed, the old order is insufficient to explain today."

Mu Yi, calm as still water, continued speaking in his usual manner:

"Even if the Ancestor himself came, He would not stop me but would support my choice."

"Mie Quan also knows about this, you all just need to accept the outcome, no need for any concerns."

"Yes..."

Both being of Supreme Holy Completion, yet Jin Tianran dared not show the slightest breath in front of Mu Yi.

His face carried a complex expression, as he quietly mused to himself:

"Then must we not, at the very least, receive Grey with the protocol reserved for a ’Sun Saint Child’?"

"Saint Child? Hmm... Such an ancient title, I almost forgot."

Mu Yi Hanba deliberated for a second, his gaze momentarily traversing time and space, peering into the unknown world before the Near Ancient Era.

Then, feeling the confused gazes from Ye Hanjun and Liuying, he responded,

"In the past, although our race did not make contracts with the Human Race, it does not mean there were no humans living in the Solar Abyss."

"On the contrary, there were many human families here, surrounded by the powers of light and fire, taking root and propagating, and ultimately becoming well-established."

"As long as they were recognized by our race, their young clan leaders or the most talented inheritors, the guardians, were often bestowed with the title of ’Sun Saint Child’, admired and respected by all Holy Spirits."

Having said this, Mu Yi smiled calmly and remarked,

"Forget it, these are but empty titles, unimportant."

"Tianran, if you really must label him, calling him ’Sun God Child’ wouldn’t be too much; his very bloodline is worthy of such status. Saint Child... It’s somewhat a disgrace."

"Yes..."

The voice of the Jinwu Clan’s leader trembled uncontrollably again.

It was only then that he set aside all prejudices and began to scrutinize Ye Hanjun, feeling increasingly astonished and moved.

He realized he could not fully comprehend, and that the King of Holy Beasts indeed faced an obstacle with a human, further confirming Mu Yi Hanba’s statements were no falsehood.

"Please come this way."

Princess Jin Tianmeng of the Jinwu Clan, exuding a flicker of sunlight, guided their footsteps.

Shortly after, both Ye Hanjun and Liuying stood upon its backbone.

Immediately, they felt the Black Feather beneath their feet hot as fire, its interior as though sealing magma.

If any wounds were to appear, just the splattering of the blood of the Golden Crow would be enough to disfigure any ordinary Holy Spirit.

"How marvelous."

GuaGua touched here and looked there, clearly a curious toddler experiencing the world for the first time.

It had just one thought: if only it could ascend to the Shining World Fetus.

If it were a Shining World Fetus, it could remember the bloodline morphologies of the Golden Crow and transform into a bootleg version, personally experiencing the thrill of racing against the wind and wandering the ends of the earth.

"Ga... Ga ga ga..."

Since the territory of the Golden Crow was right in front of them, the Golden Crows did not fly at full speed.

Goose Immortal, straggling behind, desperately trying to keep up, had flames in his eyes, his desire ablaze.

Still too weak! Still too weak!

Being a Shining World Fetus, it did not even have the possibility of confronting them directly!

Attempting to leverage the Human Master by pretending to hold power? It certainly was a method, with a very high chance of success.

But that was not its wish. It could cooperate with the Human Master, striving together.

But to purely borrow menacing power, and thereby build a Holy Nest on such a fragile foundation?

"Aaaah! I must become stronger!"

"It’s just the Solar Abyss, right? A mere scorching sun trying to cook me, what can it do to me?!"

After a self-motivational brainwash,

Goose Immortal, gnashing its teeth, flapped its wings and dived toward the depths of the canyon.

Seconds later, an expansive canyon shimmering like scattered golden pieces came into view, where two gargantuan, dragon-like mulberry trees stood.

They were enormously tall, at least 50,000 meters high, more rugged and majestic than mountains.

They intertwined, forming a natural defense, seemingly able to create a realm of their own.

More peculiarly, their wood had no branches, their leaves winding and bending, connecting heaven and underground springs, a single glance being enough to shake one’s spirit.

This was incredibly the ’Fusang Tree’, extremely rare even in the Ancient Cosmos, always accompanying the Jinwu Clan.

Ye Hanjun stared in awe, and it took him a while to grasp the immensity, realizing that the ancient past hid varied and strange marvels, deepening his longing.