The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 31 - 30: Light Magic Apprentice_1

An Assistant is an unpromoted Mentor with a prefix that reads "Probationary" or "Intern".

When there is a formal Mentor present, it is not appropriate to directly address them as "Mentor" — this is disrespectful to the formal Mentor.

But without a formal mentor present, there’s no need to be so strict, it’s all about making the other party comfortable.

Sure enough, Ge Yunshan had no objection to this title.

It’s as if he was used to hearing it on a daily basis and could dig out old calluses from his ears.

"Boss, they are here!"

A few howling winds sounded, and an old man riding a stag hurried over.

He held an energy whip in his hand, most likely an F-level post called "Driver".

This ability is proficient at driving vehicles, and the energy whip is their only active ability.

Each wave slightly boosts the power of the contracted spirit pulling the vehicle, indirectly enhancing the speed.

In the station, more than half of them are of this type. Therefore, Ye Hanjun was not surprised to see one at the aid center.

"Huff!"

The old man halted his stag, and three figures immediately disembarked from the wooden carriage.

The youngest girl is likely a student and a volunteer.

The other two are significantly older, either formal staff or Assistants.

Their attitudes towards Ge Yunshan were respectful, apparently recognizing him as their leader, with a hint of reverence in their eyes.

"Did you bring the new chains? We need two brand-new ones!"

"We brought them."

One person crawled into the carriage with all his might and finally dragged out two large iron discs.

As soon as he removed these two items, the panting stag immediately relaxed a lot, lying on the ground in relief, licking its own feet.

"This Solitary Shadow Wolf is too wild, there’s no need to keep it here. Arrange for someone to release it later." Ge Yunshan ordered as he casually took the two large iron discs, looking relaxed.

He merely slammed them onto the ground, and with an unknown trigger, the iron discs made a clacking sound and quickly became two coiled metal chains.

"Woof——"

The Solitary Shadow Wolf struggled and was bitten again by the Ivory Dog, pressed firmly to the ground without moving.

Ge Yunshan, who stood at over two meters tall, squatted down at this moment.

Coiling the chains, trapping the Solitary Shadow Wolf’s limbs, finally finding the muzzle to restrain the beast’s tusks... the entire set of actions was as smooth as running water, presumably repeated hundreds of times.

"Anyone injured? I will heal you."

On the other side, a fair-skinned man named Zhang Xinyu spoke, weak and cultured, like a scholar.

He wore a very plain outfit and carried a bamboo basket on his back. Compared to Ge Yunshan, who radiated an aura of masculinity all over, he was entirely different.

Ye Hanjun noticed the wrinkles on his neck and deduced that he must be proficient in skin care, and his actual age should exceed sixty.

His Contracted Spirit was a "Moonlight Vine".

The vine itself was the source of light, with a faint yellow glow enveloping everything within five meters.

It coiled around Zhang Xinyu’s arm, like a plump and petite python, the vine swaying with a human-like affection.

Jiang Meng was startled, and she lowered her head to look at her hands, as if she had returned to her childhood. After a fragrant hot bath in the heat of summer, she felt as if she had smeared cooling oil all over her body.

That feeling was unspeakably refreshing, her skin seemed to be breathing in the air, and all her internal organs were rejoicing.

"It seems that there are no external injuries, otherwise you would feel a stinging sensation, not cool and comfortable."

Zhang Xinyu seemed thoughtful, his gaze scanning over each of the three people, only to pause on Ye Hanjun.

"I am fine."

Ye Hanjun waved his hand, indicating that he did not need to worry about his sickly demeanor.

"Alright then." Zhang Xinyu nodded without asking further, and turned to command, "Xiao Yue, treat the Green-Eyed Owl."

"Sasha~~~~"

Moonlight Vine gently jumped and landed on the ground.

Jiang Haowen quickly squatted down, allowing the unconscious Lv Bao in his arms to lay on the ground.

"Whoosh——"

The pupils of Zhang Xinyu’s eyes condensed, and a milky white pattern emerged from under his sleeves.

The ambient light changed subtly in an instant. It seemed insignificant and couldn’t be detected by ordinary people.

But from Ye Hanjun’s perception, the naturally falling moonlight was slowly and steadily transmitting into Zhang Xinyu’s body, gathering bit by bit, filling up little by little.

"A Light-element Magic Apprentice?" Jiang Meng finally figured out the man’s ability.

Undoubtedly, this was the full activation result of the passive ability "Elemental Affinity".

By adsorbing elements that match one’s affinity from the surroundings and temporarily storing them within one’s body, one’s perception and resistance to the corresponding element is further enhanced.

Different from Da Mu’er, Zhang Xinyu’s element was ’Light’, not ’Fire’!

"Whoosh——"

A similar scene took place again. A beam of light shot out from Zhang Xinyu’s chest, quickly penetrated the Moonlight Vine rooted to the ground, and linked one person and one beast closely.

This was "Elemental Supply". For a Contracted Spirit of the same element, one’s element properties will be slightly enhanced until the supply can no longer be maintained.

"Sasha Sasha~~~~"

The moonlight vine - its dim light surpassing all others - tenderly embraced the green-eyed owl.

Half of its roots penetrated the ground, while the other half slowly extended.

Like a wound sutured after surgery, it wrapped around the bloody wings of the green-eyed owl, then sank into a state of intermittent glowing as if breathing.

By the time Jiang Haowen broke free from torturous minutes that felt like years, ten minutes had passed.

The moonlight vine slowly retracted its roots, lightly jumped and returned to Zhang Xinyu’s shoulder to affectionately rub against it.

"The external injury has been largely healed, new feathers should grow within two days."

"However, it was scared, so I suggest you don’t disturb it, a good sleep will aid in its recovery."

"Thank you! I’m so grateful!"

Jiang Haowen flashed a smile, his pearly white teeth shimmering brightly.

A feather-shaped contract mark lit up on the left side of his neck.

With a flash of light, the green-eyed owl vanished, sent directly back to the spirit space to recover.

"Young man Han, thank you!"

"If it were not for your push earlier, I’m afraid I may not have seen the sun tomorrow..."

A small hand suddenly tugged at a sleeve, Ye Hanjun, hands in pockets, looked askance.

Jiang Meng was seen clutching the corner of her clothes, her cheeks slightly flushed.

And after avoiding his gaze twice, she suddenly bowed deeply towards him.

But Ye Hanjun’s facial expression remained indifferent - while he did not ignore her, he did not particulalry pay attention either, as if the matter had nothing to do with him and was entirely uninteresting.

"I just happened to push you, it was largely due to luck."

Ye Hanjun sidestepped, helping Jiang Meng up from her bow, and waved his hand, saying:

"There’s no need to be so formal, and don’t take it to heart."

"As long as everyone is safe, that is all that matters, it’s good that everyone is happy."

"How can that be, you saved my life!"

Jiang Meng’s head shook like a bobbing drum, her ponytails swaying from side to side, her exquisite face still showing signs of lingering fear:

"That moment, it was really too sudden! Too terrifying!"

"No matter how much mental preparation I’d done, when I truly faced death, I realized how precious life is..."

"Find a therapist, it might help relieve some of the mental pressure."

Ye Hanjun, not taking the bait, excused himself:

"There is a long journey ahead where situations like this will happen frequently."

"You being able to recognize the hardships of this road from the beginning and treat it with reverence means your starting point will be higher than the ordinary person."

"This is your opportunity, just grasp it."

Ge Yunshan gave a thumbs up and laughed heartily:

"This young man speaks the truth!"

"With such wisdom at such a young age, you can look forward to a promising future, I’m very optimistic about you!"

"..."

Forced into action, Ye Hanjun did not argue, his face wearing an ambiguous smile.

Some ten meters away, Jiang Haowen breathed heavily, his expression subtly changing.

The attack came suddenly, he had focused all his attention on the solitary shadow wolf, desperately contemplating a countermeasure to escape.

Now that the crisis was solved and upon reflecting, he found every aspect of it unnatural.

He is a ’Scout’! A renowned ’Scout’, known for his reconnaissance and hiding abilities!

Since arriving at the fifth level of the relief center, even though he occasionally got distracted, chatting with Jiang Meng on random bits of spirit knowledge.

His contracted spirit – Lv Bao, remained vigilant.

At times, using ’Farsight’ to inspect the depth of the dense forest, while at others using ’Listening’ to perceive the world above and beneath, dutifully maintaining its utmost important post.

However! When the solitary shadow wolf launched its fatal attack, neither Jiang Haowen nor the green-eyed owl sensed anything amiss!

On the contrary, this thin and weak figure reacted on time, and with a push he saved Meng’s life.

Was this... reasonable?

In the end, is he – the Scout – too weak and unfit for his role?

Or, was the thin man extraordinarily lucky, accidentally detecting the lurking solitary shadow wolf?

After much contemplation, Jiang Haowen deep down didn’t believe that it was due to Ye Hanjun’s own capabilities.

But, as the solitary shadow wolf bared its fangs, the murderous intent came crashing down causing Meng to shudder with fear and even made his own legs tremble.

Only this young man activated the rescue device in his emblem in time and sent out a piercing alarm.

He then remained calm during the crisis, judged the solitary shadow wolf’s status by himself, and asked if he could handle it...

This Ye Hanjun... Who on earth is he?

People are terrified of death. Could he be indifferent to it?

Gazing at this pale-skinned, black haired young man, Jiang Haowen felt a dryness in his throat.

Though he wanted to voice his questions, he did not know where to begin.