The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 6 - 5: Director Jiang...... So Terrifying!_1

Chapter 6: Chapter 5: Director Jiang...... So Terrifying!_1

"So you are the descendant of Sir Han of Spirit Mountain, south of the Giant Frog Marsh."

Upon setting down the letter, Jiang Yongnian took a deep sigh, shook his head and lamented softly:

"I remember hearing stories about Sir Han when I was young. He was a man of fierce loyalty, or at least that's the impression I have."

"I would never have thought that Sir Han has now passed."

"The once magnificent Han Family declined in just a mere four to five decades, from a well-known business clan to now only you being its sole survivor?"

Ye Hanjun's mouth twitched slightly, thinking, 'it's indeed a 'Forged Verification'.'

This non-existent Han surname could still find a notable person in the vicinity as a namesake.

Moreover, possibly, likely, maybe... he's even orphaned and impoverished? That's so fittingly standard.

Regardless of his inner musings, Ye Hanjun naturally assumed his new identity, saying:

"The calamity has passed."

"All I wish now is to move forward and pursue the Path of Spirit Control relentlessly; nothing else matters..."

Off in the distance, Jia Pengpeng who was surreptitiously eavesdropping, was taken aback.

So, everything Mr. Han said was true?

Previously, he mostly doubted Ye Hanjun's story of his journey to the Giant Frog Marsh where he was wounded on his journey by poisonous creatures.

Unexpectedly, this confrontation with Director Jiang brought forth such confirmatory words.

This certainly isn't the effect of a normal letter. There is likely a spirit remnant in the message, representing considerable evidence.

Mr. Han... his family situation is quite tragic!

He's so young, yet has already suffered family annihilation!

Linking this to observing from within a half day, where he had spat up more than a liter of blood, Jia Pengpeng clicked his tongue, his gaze towards Ye Hanjun containing a touch of sympathy.

"Those who enmountain, start from a pinch of soil to form a thousand-fathom precipice."

"Those who dig wells, begin from a hiccup to achieve abyssal depths."

"Young man, adversity, if it cannot break you, will only make you stronger."

Jiang Yongnian smiled, stood up, and slowly turned his back.

In the next moment, a slight hint of concern dissipated, and his hunched old figure cast a terrifying aura as vast as the sea and mountains.

"Identity is not false, you can be considered a destitute noble."

"However, the letter does not conclude that you are qualified to break the nearly two-century-old rules of the Canghai Pavilion, to act as a mentor in my institution with your status as a new Patron."

"Or do you want to play an emotional card, using your family's decline as a reason and ask me for an opportunity?"

Jiang Yongnian's voice grew colder and more ruthless, his tone hinted at a touch of pity, bluntly saying:

"I'm not familiar with Sir Han. I've merely heard of him."

"For you not to be in Spirit Mountain seeking family and friends, pursuing a career path, but to turn up at my Giant Frog Marsh... What's the purpose?"

As soon as his voice fell, the candle flame inside the paper lantern flickered violently.

The shifting shadows, like bloodthirsty monsters gazed greedily at the juicy soul.

Jia Pengpeng, several meters away, shrank his neck, and his legs began to tremble.

Jiang Yongnian is an 'Examiner', this imposing mental pressure, naturally, is his Passive Ability 'Judicial Prestige'.

Any person with malicious intentions, negative thoughts, or those who wish to take shortcuts, would easily reveal their true colors under such pressure, and then because of their fear discard any unwarranted intentions.

Jia Pengpeng could swear to heaven, he had no ill intentions. Điscover new chapters at novelhall.companying Mr. Han here, his initial intention was simply not wanting the Canghai Pavilion to miss an Active Awakener with the chance of a Blood Covenant, nothing more.

Even so, with the pressure looming over him, he still felt inexplicably terrified.

What came to mind were images of his childhood, when he used to slack off in class, the icy gaze of his mentor appearing behind him like a ghost, peeping in through the window.

The power level of third position... D-class career Examiner... is so terrifying!

Ye Hanjun's gaze was burning. He stared at Jiang Yongnian's eyes, bolstered by another passive ability, 'Sharp Eye', not showing any fear.

"When we can solve the problem directly by managing a test without loss, why do we have to argue?"

"I've traveled a long way to get here. If you don't convince me, how can I willingly give up my idea?"

A few consecutive rhetorical questions were thrown out, and the air around seemed to freeze.

This terrifying silence enveloped Jia Pengpeng entirely, making him dare not even breathe.

"We're screwed, a disaster's going to strike!"

"In thirty years of service, only a few have dared to haggle with Director Jiang!"

"Now either Mr. Han is going to be flayed, or I'll be flayed... it's the end!"

"Hmm, the young people these days... "

Jiang Yongnian was half a head shorter than Ye Hanjun. In order to look him in the eye, he had to look up slightly.

For a 1st-ranked newly recognized Patron, moreover, a patient with lingering illness.

Neither emotionally nor logically could he possibly activate all his power to repress Ye Hanjun from a higher ground.

But even just a part of that pressure, was it really deflected by this newly recognized Patron, Lord Han?

Silently, the eyes of Jiang Yongnian narrowed gradually.

Just when Jia Pengpeng thought he was about to unleash his fury and kick them out of the mansion, Jiang Yongnian once again withdrew his pressure.

"Sit."

With a sweep of his sleeves, two gusts of wind rose into the sky.

One swept Jia Pengpeng out to the door, and the other, amazingly, helped Ye Hanjun sit down in the sandalwood chair in front of the desk.

"You wait outside the door. If there are more visitors, help me decline them all."

"Yes, yes..."

The rapidly flying Jia Pengpeng only had time to look back, leaving behind a dazed gaze.

When he landed outside the door and the wooden door shut with a bang, his mind was still in a daze, completely shocked by the abrupt change in situation.

"What happened?"

"Who am I? Where am I?"

"When did Director Jiang change his mind? Wait, when did he become so gentle???"

The bewildered Jia Pengpeng, tremblingly, supported himself down the stairs using the railing.

The elegant parrot's worried greeting echoed in the distance...

Inside the wooden door.

Ye Hanjun, now seated, gradually ceased his coughing.

He glanced at the desk, finding a white handkerchief quite pleasing. He reached out, grabbed it, wiped it across the corner of his mouth, and the sticky blood was gone.

"You're really not courteous. This is a fine silk handkerchief made by the 'Tailor', crafted from thirty-six white silkworms. I can hardly bring myself to use it... "

Jiang Yongnian's eyes flickered, a hint of pity crossed his face.

Ye Hanjun gave a slight smile, clasped his hands on the desk, and sat upright and formal, saying:

"Director Jiang, let's start."

"You're the 'examiner', carrying out exams and testing should be your forte."

"A newborn bullish calf, really not afraid of the tiger huh..."

Jiang Yongnian shook his head and laughed, asking in return,

"What if you fail?"

"Naturally, I will obediently become a student of Canghai Pavilion and no longer entertain such wild thoughts."

Ye Hanjun made a fist salute, but in his heart, he had never felt that he would lose this test.