The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1150 - 442: Seven Virtues - Justice_2

"I, I, I! I’ll be the Chef!"

"Liuying, watch closely, my culinary skills have improved greatly. I’ll fatten you up nice and plump!"

"Heh, the last time you made that cold-dressed poisonous scorpion, you gave me diarrhea. I was too embarrassed to even hold it against you..."

"That was an accident! And didn’t I treat you immediately? One skill fixed it, how can you hold it against me!"

"Well, I don’t care."

Ye Liuying pouted and pointed at Ye Hanjun:

"I want to eat what he makes, don’t interfere."

"Hmph! There are so many people begging to eat the delicacies I cook; don’t take your good fortune for granted!"

GuaGua tucked in its small hands and haughtily turned its head away, deciding not to bother with Liuying for three days.

"Alright, it’s just hand-torn tiger. Simple."

Ye Hanjun casually agreed, then suddenly halted, his right eyebrow slightly raised.

Within his field of vision, he could see no creatures besides the "Underworld".

But within his sensory range, was there a large gathering of creatures beneath this mountain?

"Lucky that we scrutinized this place carefully and didn’t gloss over it."

Ye Hanjun stomped his foot, finding the rock quite solid; being forceful wouldn’t be good.

"There must be a cavern leading straight to the underground nearby; search thoroughly."

"Leave it to me!"

Little GuaGua went ’puff’, transforming into a big yellow bee.

Then another ’puff’, as if letting out a loud fart, and around its original form, five hundred doppelgangers appeared.

Once it ordered them to scatter, the bees swarmed out, buzzing east and west through the woods, their buzzing incessant to the ear.

Shadow Bee King—a Fond Spirit of the Insect lineage.

Although the original form of this guy was only a Shining World Fetus, after GuaGua mastered its shape, it learned the Racial Skills "Hundredfold Shadow Doppelganger" upon which its family relied.

After being enhanced to the limit of its Rank, the number of doppelgangers surged, making them perfect little helpers for treasure hunting, saving both worries and effort.

"Big Tadpole, over here!"

"Here’s a hidden tunnel; it might lead underground!"

"Understood."

Ye Hanjun pulled out a transmission talisman, activated it, and said:

"Xin, Lord Cong, we’re going down to check it out."

"If there’s danger, I’ll call for you, no need to follow for now."

"Roger that!"

Above, the little wooden ship floated leisurely.

Sitting in the cockpit, Lieyang Mushoucong had its toe beans sticking up high, and anyone clueless might think it was on vacation.

"Ah, the sun’s nice today."

"Xin, stop reading and come take a whiff of the fresh air; it’s good for mental and physical health~~"

Chewing on the stems of medicinal plants, and holding its head with sunglasses on, Lieyang Mushoucong was thoroughly enjoying itself.

Lie Xinxin in the co-pilot’s seat offered a smile and shook her head, continuing to read her book.

...

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!

The scene flipped over, and under GuaGua’s guidance, Ye Hanjun and Ye Liuying safely reached the underground.

Beneath the mountain, there truly was another heaven, whether it was the expansive caverns or the rocks littered with monster tracks, all hinting at hidden secrets.

"Great Seven Sins Demon God, supreme Overlord of the Prison!"

"We are your most loyal servants, grateful for your constant presence, always caring for the ’Tricolor Pillar Demon’ clan!"

"Today, we offer a precious sacrifice, praying for your greater blessings next year, and may you protect our Tricolor Pillar Demon clan, hastening the birth of the true Demon King!"

Stabilizing his footing, a solemn demonic voice pierced through the ears.

Then a frenzy of demons dancing, mixed with high-decibel roars, made the surrounding rock walls vibrate.

"Huh, those hiding underground aren’t humans, but demons?"

GuaGua blinked, its intuition telling it that something about this place was strange.

"No... this place must have been a refuge for the Human Race..."

"Look at these slate paintings, clearly the work of human hands. It’s hard for demons to exhibit such meticulous behavior..."

Ye Hanjun caressed a nearby wall, gazing at the vivid images with a moment’s sigh.

He wanted to deceive himself, thinking that the humans who lived here simply chose to give up, like at coordinate one, and continued to live somewhere else.

But in every nook and cranny, and along the edges,

Those scattered bone fragments, at least half of them belonged to humans.

The inhabitants who sought refuge here were likely to have faced more misfortune than luck.

These ’Tricolor Pillar Demons’ were most likely the culprits...

At this thought, a chill flashed in Ye Hanjun’s eyes.

He was close to the Demon Race, recognizing the Natural Law of survival of the fittest was not wrong.

But after all, he was a member of the Human Race, and no matter how accustomed he was to life and death, he still felt empathy.

"Minions, drag the sacrifice up!"

"Today, we shall use ’Justice’ from the Seven Virtues to worship the ancestors and pray for Their divine grace to descend!"

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

"Drag it up! Drag it up!"

"Worship! Worship! Ancestors! Ancestors! Roar roar roar!"

The leading demon shouted loudly, and the demons below echoed.

The uniform stomping connected into one piece, and the boiling killing intent washed over everywhere like a tide.

Ye Hanjun and Ye Liuying’s expressions changed slightly.

The former flashed in an instant, agile as a ghost and swift as an Electric Python.

He passed through twisting passages and monstrous shadows, eventually perching on the edge of a rock wall. Looking down, his pupils constricted.

Below, dozens of pillar-shaped demons stood erect.

They had no distinction of limbs but merely pillars for bodies with triangular heads at the top.

Surely enough, they came in different colors; some bronze, some silver, some gold, indicating different factions.