Start With Contracting Sprites

He followed the mark and traveled hundreds of meters until he arrived in front of a huge tree.

It was a huge tree that required more than ten people to wrap their arms around. Roots were wrapped around the bottom like giant earthworms.

The young man walked around the tree, his gaze sweeping across inch by inch. “It’s here.”

He turned and looked around.

There was no sign of anyone. It was quiet.

Then, he squatted down and pushed aside the fallen leaves with his palm. He could see traces of soil being buried underneath.

“Master Hound, dig it out.”

A human-shaped sprite jumped down from the tree trunk and waved its claws. The soil was flipped open with a whoosh, revealing a box buried deep underground.

The young man opened the box. There was another box inside.

He kept opening, kept opening, and kept opening, until finally, he saw a small note.

It was written in crooked Dragon Nation text:

“North, five kilometers. Yours, every Monday morning.”

The young man placed the note in the Master Hound’s hand and let it shatter.

Then, the ground returned to its original state.

He stood where he was for several minutes. His pupils seemed to be out of focus.

Suddenly…

He flipped over and rode the Wind Chasing Horse, his tone no longer fluctuating. “Go north!”

…

Five kilometers away, a young man hid on top of a tree and waited for two days.

Finally…

A Snake-Headed Demon appeared and made “hiss” noises with its tongue.

Its snake hair was red and very eye-catching. Its cold snake eyes looked around.

“I see you. Come out.”

The sound came from a square machine at the Snake-Headed Demon’s waist.

It was a male voice, speaking in very inauthentic Dragon Nation language.

At the same time.

The red-haired Snake-Headed Demon also raised its head and stared in a certain direction.

On the tree crown, the young man’s body turned cold.

Beside him, the muscles of the Wind Chasing Horse and Master Hound, which had elite limit strength, both tightened.

The young man rode his pegasus down from the tree crown and raised both his hands.

A moment later…

He saw someone walking out from behind the bushes. It was a man with long black hair and brown eyes. He was wearing a full set of leather armor, and there was a demonic snake demon pattern tattooed on the chest area of his armor.

The young man knew that it was the totem of the Demon Snake Tribe — the Snake God.

He lowered his head. “Lord Oracle.”

“What did you bring to Lord Snake God?” The person said word by word.

The young man immediately took out items from his bag.

Touch screen cell phone, computer, walkie-talkie…

The Oracle stared at the cell phone and snatched it over. After flipping through it for a few seconds, he finally found the switch and pressed it forcefully.

The screen lit up, and the Oracle said without looking up.

“This, not bad.”

Seeing that the Oracle didn’t continue, the young man opened his mouth and mustered up his courage to ask, “Sir Oracle, my… my companion, can she come back?”

“Is the apple of your eye only worth this little thing? Not enough, still not enough.”

“You… What else does Lord Oracle want?”

“The Snake God requires valuable information, such as your Sprite Cultivation Technique. As long as you can get it, she can immediately return to your side. Not only her, the reward is also very big. The Snake God won’t mistreat every devotee.”

As the Leather Armor Oracle spoke, he reached into his pocket and grabbed a white crystal the size of a pebble. It was a Wind-Element Crystal, he threw it up and down in his hand.

“We have a lot of these things, as long as…”

“But, but I’m just an ordinary student, I can’t do that.”

The Oracle’s expression gradually became impatient.

Seeing this, the young man’s brain kept working. He suddenly shouted, “I have news. Our principal… Our principal’s disciple is in the forest. He’s only at master-level!”

His words came out of his mouth, and he froze after he finished speaking.

…

Jingmen Pass.

On the third day, Butterfly and the others came back.

Su Hao took back the black wristband and brought them back to the fortress.

“An elite-level.”

The instructor checked the records of the wristband. When he saw that Su Hao seemed to be very depressed, he said, “To have this achievement on the first time, is already not bad. We have fought against the Sprite Trainers of Snake Demon City for many years, each and every one of them are extremely cunning, don’t underestimate their elite-levels.”

Su Hao also knew that.

He had asked Butterfly about the details of the battle.