The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 707 - 295: Luck Changing Fortune Bag

"When you first awakened, what was your position? Compared to the fourth rank, which is more severe, disaster or this?"

Ye Yin’s concern was not without reason, so Ye Hanjun continued to inquire.

Ye Yin reminisced about the past, meticulously replying:

"First rank, survivor, Authority level C."

"As for the Ability, it stabilizes and increases as the rank grows; the difference isn’t too significant relatively speaking."

"As for disaster... looking back from later to earlier, each stage had a lethal sense of crisis, having experienced countless life-and-death situations."

"Especially right after any promotion, since it clears the blessing effects imposed by the previous rank on the lucky charm bag, that period is often my most vulnerable and most challenging growth cycle..."

"Then have you ever learned whether anyone with this position has advanced to the seventh rank, or reached A-level early, triggering an early job change?"

"I do not know."

Ye Yin shook his head, "The samples are too few; the vast majority with this position don’t even live past thirty."

"I have no precedents to follow, always groping my way through alone."

"If I had not been born into the Ye Clan, I would have just been an insignificant wandering soul among the masses, how could I have possibly lived past a hundred years."

"Weighing the two evils... choose the lesser."

Ye Hanjun rubbed his temples, his eyes reflecting deep contemplation, immersed in self-talk in his mental space:

"A position like yours, constantly dancing in the lightning area, death’s scythe could visit at any time."

"Yet in the eyes of the clan elders, the evaluation you’d receive is likely ’nine deaths and one life’, still holding a slim chance of survival."

"I, who aspire to touch the seventh rank with dual positions, am branded by the mundane world as ’ten deaths without life’, as if the day of demise is already in sight."

Ye Hanjun’s eyes gradually cleared, his expression becoming more solemn:

"So, you need not worry whether I can hold on until the mid to late sixth rank."

"The only thing to consider is whether you are willing to take a gamble."

"Alone, how confident are you in making it through the Tomb of Asura?"

"Either way, it’s a life-and-death crisis. If the position is enhanced to A-level, though the disaster increases, wouldn’t the corresponding positive gains of the lucky charm bag surely not remain at the original level?"

Ye Yin’s thoughts suddenly scattered, this time it was his turn to have a blank stare.

Silence persisted for ten minutes, Ye Yin moved his lips slightly, softly saying:

"From the moment I entered the seal, patiently waiting for the opening of the Tomb of Asura, I harbored a readiness to die."

"Like you said, it’s death either way."

"Rather than perish unnoticed in the dust, better to stride boldly in the clan’s most ancient and essential secret realm."

"I do not dream of surviving to the end, that is too difficult; I have self-awareness."

"Even if I can make some contribution in the middle, paving the way for other clansmen, it also counts as repaying the clan’s many years of nurturing grace."

"By then, even if no traces of my bones remain, the Tomb of Asura will be my burial site."

"Such a burial place, unparalleled and honorable..."

A glint appeared in Ye Yin’s murky pupils as he suddenly stared at Ye Hanjun, intently, deeply gazing into his eyes:

"I’ve heard of your deeds, regardless of what you’ve done and the hidden details, you are more exceptional than any Young King, with potential rivaling that of a Young Emperor."

"The only hanging guillotine above your head is the shackles linked with dual positions, which no one has ever broken through since ancient times."

"If you think I can be of help to you, replicating my position to add to your life-saving measures—then I can assist you."

"But don’t get too excited too early, the Taoist is critical for you. If due to my negligence, I accidentally die, what will you do then?"

"The Tomb of Asura can provide ’Position Infusion’, but there are two prerequisites: one is to survive to the end, and the other is to be as closely related to the Ye Clan’s inherited positions as possible."

"’Protector’ such a special type, might not get any Experience Points even if they make it to the end."

"When it’s already too late to start climbing the towering mountain, not even reaching the foot of the mountain because my entire path was severed—who can take that responsibility?"

"Brother Ye Yin has pointed out the crux."

Ye Liuying’s brow furrowed tightly, his solemn gaze almost dripping with moisture:

"Ye Hanjun, you have other life-saving measures; after binding with ’the survivor’, you might have a chance to struggle through."

"But Brother Ye Yin’s situation... remains difficult."

"I heard that the spatial laws in the tomb are extremely chaotic; if we haven’t regrouped during this interval and he encounters a deadly calamity first, wouldn’t all the plans be ruined?"

"I cannot deny this point."

Ye Hanjun agreed, then cautioned:

"However, no matter who binds the Taoist, just entering the Tomb of Asura will bring such a test."

"The cousin has lived past a hundred years; he surely has sufficient wisdom."

"Relying on a disintegration type of life-saving measure to get through this period might not necessarily have a lower probability than others."

"It remains a gamble..."

Ye Yin lowered his gaze, slowly exhaling:

"I could have advanced to the sixth rank much earlier."

"Including my Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits, they have stayed too long at the Perfection of Annihilation level; if they evolve, there is more than an eighty percent chance of directly crossing to Small Achievement."

"Did brother have other plans originally?"

The thoughts of a reflective Ye Hanjun, guessing at the possibilities.