The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1265 - 481: Crown Rank·Spicy Goddess_2

"Idiots, trying to sully the reputation of the great Gods, is this what a core vassal should be doing?"

The Huang Niao flapped its wings and knocked away the distant flying chicken, then used the power of the Holy Beast to dissipate the alcohol before shouting loudly again:

"Dare I ask the Miemeng Clan, or the Ma Po Sect, Hai Xiong Clan, if you are willing to accept the Huang Niao Clan?"

"Although my rank is only Small Achievement, I am still young and there are plenty of opportunities ahead."

"My father was unfortunately severely injured and after recovering, his lifespan is exhausted."

"As long as it can save his life, ensuring his survival in the New Era’s Second Epoch, I am willing to take a fearless heart to the battlefield, unafraid of life and death."

The voice of Huang Niao was loud, in the grand palace, at least a quarter of the eyes turned towards it.

But it asked twice, yet saw no one from the inner circle responding.

Just as it showed a look of disappointment, a gray-robed elder, with hands behind his back and chuckling, walked over:

"This Saintly Bird of the Huang Niao Clan, I am Hai Xiong Shijiu Lang, currently serving as the steward of the Hai Xiong Clan."

"Our young master says you are sharp-witted and wise, and you may achieve great things in the future."

"But this epoch still has over six thousand years to go, to extend the life of the weak old Huang Niao, you would need a great saint medicine of at least seventy thousand years."

"If you could relax the conditions to extend his life by a thousand or two thousand years, the young master welcomes you to join."

"If you insist on strict conditions, I am sorry, there are countless clans wishing to serve under the Gods, the Huang Niao Clan — truly doesn’t have strong competitiveness, this deal could not be struck no matter what."

"I’m sorry."

The Huang Niao lowered its head, its gaze dimmed:

"Over a thousand years is too short; I am not willing to settle."

"Although I cannot serve directly and act as a sworn warrior, the Huang Niao Clan still acknowledges the status of the Gods, the masters of the Heavenly Realm, respected by all."

"Right, everyone present at the Heavenly Gods Banquet are important figures, don’t shout anymore, it’s unseemly."

The chuckling steward patted the Huang Niao’s wing and returned to his seat as if nothing happened.

"Sister Xin, go interact with it, it’s a good sprout."

Ye Hanjun, who was staring intently at Huang Niao beginning to drink sullenly alone, spoke to the person beside:

"Minor Saintly Perfection, seemingly mediocre."

"But it possesses three ultimate skills, a strong being among its peers."

"Since the Miemeng Clan isn’t interested, we will represent the Solar Abyss... no, represent Goose Immortal to pull it over to our side."

"Very well."

Lie Xinxin smiled charmingly, unconcernedly left her seat, and walked around towards the large area where the Fond Spirits were drinking.

However, she did not directly approach Huang Niao but secretly conveyed a message, briefly conversed for a moment or two, then quickly returned.

"Divine Son, there are many eyes right now, I’ve agreed with it to talk in detail after the banquet."

"Yes, that’ll do."

Ye Hanjun sipped his drink, unfazed.

In the Near Ancient Era, when the Ye Clan was at its prime, the Huang Niao Clan was once a famous guardian Holy Beast.

With their keen perception, they were best at guarding dungeons or treasuries.

It seems to have declined now, but Goose Immortal doesn’t care about these.

As long as there is an opportunity to take the Feather Clan under its wing, it would definitely agree enthusiastically.

"Big Tadpole, that direction’s creature... is very dangerous!"

GuaGua, who turned into a small white rabbit sitting on the shoulder, seemingly harmless on the surface but its small rolling eyes have already scanned the palace interior thrice.

At this moment, it pointed in the direction straight at the center of the Heavenly God’s palace.

Ye Hanjun smiled and couldn’t help but flick the little one’s nose.

Half an hour after taking his seat, Ye Hanjun was equally clear about the situation inside the palace.

Speaking of seating, there is a strict hierarchy here.

Li Youbao’s Treasure-Hunting Sect is no longer a Holy King family.

Being able to enter and sit at the farthest edge of the corner was already the limit granted by authority.

Approaching the middle ring, it was all Holy King families, either Clan Leaders or Elders, coming with a group of young masters and misses to see the world.

As we got closer to the inner circle, the situation changed again.

There was a barrier, very hazy, as if it could be punctured with a fingertip.

But for life forms of Supreme Sacred Conduit or Supreme Sacred Great Achievement, it was difficult to penetrate the barrier with their gaze and truly peek inside.

GuaGua saw it.

Lie Xinxin, Ye Hanjun—they all saw it.

The seats in the inner circle were more exquisite and luxurious, some tables were suspected to be smithed from bones of Divine Trace Lineage, some were cast from extremely rare ores, different styles converging together, presenting a vivid and colorful display.

Ma Po Sect, Hai Xiong Clan—these two Holy King level powers, were the first to bow down reverently after the Miemeng Divine Bird ascended to divine status.

Including the Far-Flown Chicken Clan, they too had designated seats, that youthfully vigorous Far-Flown Chicken that just went to confront Huang Niao had just walked out from here.

Then, Ye Hanjun spotted some familiar faces.

There were two seats closely placed together, occupied by four Witch Maidens.

Among them, two were bathed in sunlight, their whole bodies sacred, innately divine.

The other two were surrounded by clouds, cloaked in mystery, not mingling with ordinary folks.

—Light Witch Goddess! Cloud Witch Goddess!

These two arch-enemies of the Ghost Lamp Abyss, indeed sent representatives to congratulate the ascension of the Gods.

From a great distance, Ye Hanjun could smell that repulsive odor from them, wishing he could skin them alive and drink their blood.

"Hai Xiong Clan originally wanted to ally with the Cloud Sea Witch Maidens, but after being slaughtered by our vanguard, they completely turned to join the Meng Family."

"Currently, the Cloud Sea still hasn’t achieved divine status, the surviving Divine Trace Lineage of the Light Witch and Cloud Witch can only fawn over the Miemeng Divine Bird."

Ye Yin could also vaguely see the scene behind the barrier, frowning, he pondered:

"Their visit to the Heavenly Realm is quite normal."

"But I didn’t expect, in the highest Blessed Lands of All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, there would be so many representatives sent."

"The one leaning against the pillar in deep sleep on the easternmost side, is clearly ’Hercules the General’."

"He is a descendant of the ’Hercules’ from Gold God Mountain, although only one has come, he is undoubtedly a Holy King, holding a significant status within his clan."

"There’s also that woman dressed in red, with gold embroidery on her back, it’s attire only royalty from Xiangla Sea can wear, she is a descendant of the ’Spicy Goddess’, also here to attend the banquet..."

Ye Yin’s exclamation was enough to resonate with Ye Liuying.

In fact, Ye Hanjun was also somewhat surprised, Hercules from Gold God Mountain was granted divine status by Savage, these two epochs being quite low-key with no astonishing battle records leaked.

And Xiangla Sea is famously a commercial holy land, it has a lot of special products, especially spices.

All these sources belong entirely to their guardian—Spicy Goddess Diana.

This is a female Crown Rank, bound with the divine spirit ’Spicy Demon Emperor’, a configuration of one crown and one god, equivalent to having two True Gods stationed perpetually.

With no formidable strength, no one would want to provoke Xiangla Sea.

Even they are here, do they intend to form deep cooperation, trying to develop resources of the Heavenly Realm, and eventually incorporate them into the great sea of commerce to make a large profit together?

Ye Hanjun was suspicious, then swiftly shifted his gaze across the remaining guests.

Ling Yao, Ling Shuo, this brother and sister pair from Earth God Mountain who had once encountered, representing Wooden God Mountain for the banquet.

Likewise, with a past encounter, the Thirty-six-Star Ladybug King, together with another Holy King ’Seven Swords Mantis Master’, representing Giant Kun Valley to the banquet.

The most interesting was, there was a representative from Sprite Tomb.

It was not the one who visited Totem Tomb, but two other unfamiliar Sprite Children, drastically different in friendly Elements.

Leaving the well-established Totem Tomb aside to deepen their ties, are the newly ascended Divine Miemeng Divine Bird planning a slight show of goodwill or do they have other secretive schemes?

"Hmm? Is a being spying on us?"

Ye Hanjun’s gaze flickered unintentionally, he didn’t turn his head, continuing to drink.

In secret, his Super Spirituality quietly spread out, searching in a half-circle, soon he found a target in another corner.

That was an Angel, a Holy Angel with six wings on her back.

She sat there motionless, her gaze seemed casually glanced over towards him, before swiftly retracting it.