Spirit Master Girl: Contracting with an SSS-Level School Beauty at the Start-Chapter 267 Hand of Death

Less than three seconds.

Xiao Zhan’s hands stopped moving.

"Housekeeper He, I’m done."

His smiling gaze towards Housekeeper He was so gentle and humble under the setting sun.

But Housekeeper He felt it was quite ironic.

A task that would take him several days without using his talents, yet he completed it using only

His expression blank, he took the slightly warm and slightly burnt plastic-smelling cube from Xiao Zhan’s hands.

This was due to Xiao Zhan spinning the cube so fast, causing internal friction heating, that gave off this smell. This showed how fast Xiao Zhan had just been spinning it.

"Housekeeper He, are there more challenges?" Xiao Zhan asked.

Housekeeper He snapped back to reality, his instinct was to say there were more, but realizing there were no harder cubes left under the bed, he simply swallowed.

At that moment, Ye Wudi’s coughing sound came again.

He knew he couldn’t continue this way, as it would just show that he could not admit defeat and lacked generosity.

"Family Head, I need you to step out for a moment," Housekeeper He’s expression turned serious.

Hearing this, Ye Wudi just smiled and was not upset, instead, he cooperatively left the room.

The moment Ye Wudi shut the door behind him, Housekeeper He knelt in front of Xiao Zhan immediately.

"Servant Death’s Brain, Hose, meets the master!"

His voice was sincere and earnest, completely different from the childish comportment just moments before, as if he was a different person.

Xiao Zhan quickly helped him up, "Housekeeper He, you are too courteous."

Yet Housekeeper He still knelt there, unwilling to get up.

Xiao Zhan puzzled, "What do you mean by this, Housekeeper He?"

Hose said, "Master, since you have decided to become the master of Death, you must not engage in actions unbefitting of a master! Please remember, from today onwards, I am not your subordinate, but your servant!"

Hearing this, Xiao Zhan was momentarily stunned, and then understood his meaning.

"Get up."

He stepped back a few steps, distancing himself by three to four body lengths from Hose, his voice neutral.

"Yes."

Hose then got up.

"Master, should we summon the other members of Death?"

"Can all be summoned? How long would it take?"

"It’s uncertain if we can summon everyone, after the old master disbanded the organization, they all disappeared, and I don’t know where exactly they are. However, I can issue the summon order, but after receiving it, they might not acknowledge you."

"Issue the summon order first."

Xiao Zhan slightly frowned; if none respond, wouldn’t it mean he has to take action himself?

"Master, I understand your concerns, please be assured, others might not respond, but one person definitely will."

"Who is it?"

"Hand of Death."

...

The next day, Xiao Zhan, with dark circles under his eyes, followed Hose to a secret location.

"Master, it would be better for you to exercise some restraint," Hose led the way, having held back for some time, finally spoke.

Xiao Zhan immediately felt a bit embarrassed upon hearing this.

It’s not that he didn’t want to exercise restraint, but he needed to solidify his family’s imperial authority.

"Besides, who knew you would wake us up before dawn? Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been caught with dark circles under my eyes."

Xiao Zhan didn’t know what to say and could only remain silent.

As for Hose, he seemed hesitant to speak. However, his gaze was mostly fixed on Ye Youlong.

But his movements were subtle, and since Xiao Zhan and the other person did not release their Perception, they did not notice his abnormal behavior.

Soon, they arrived at a cave.

But the cave was not the endpoint; it was merely a passage. After walking out of the cave, they reached their true destination—a training ground enveloped in a deadly aura.

"This is..."

Xiao Zhan and Ye Youlong, upon seeing the scene in front of them, couldn’t help but show a look of surprise.

Before them stood rows and rows of figures.

Nine in a row, nine columns, making a total of eighty-one.

These people were dressed in uniform black battle attire and wore masks.

Their aura was profound, and with a brief sweep of his Perception, Xiao Zhan realized that each of them had the Realm of a Third Grade Spirit Master.

What surprised Xiao Zhan even more was that all of them exuded a chilly Death Aura, without exception.

Although the purity of their Death Attribute was far inferior to Xiao Zhan’s, they were still among the elite when compared to average Spirit Masters.

Spotting just one would have been impressive, but here there were a total of eighty-one!

With so many people together, the overlapping Death Aura formed a substantial cloud of death above their heads.

This cloud enveloped the area, and an overwhelming pressure assaulted them from all around, even Xiao Zhan felt a considerable amount of pressure.

If it were someone with a different attribute and unstable temperament, they might have been overwhelmed by the chilling Death Aura, trembling with fear or fainting.

Yet, what shocked Xiao Zhan the most was that the Artifact Spirits in the hands of these eighty-one people were all the same!

A black scythe over two meters long!

Could it be the Death Demon Scythe?

No!

It was not the Death Demon Scythe!

There is only one Death Demon Scythe in the entire world!

These Artifact Spirits only resembled the Death Demon Scythe in appearance, but a release of Xiao Zhan’s Perception immediately revealed major differences.

Firstly, their appearance was simple, dull, without engraved patterns or decorated designs.

As everyone knows, the more ornate an Artifact Spirit, the higher its quality and level!

This is not just a judgment based on innate awakening; it is also because of the enhanced traces on the Artifact Spirit from strengthening or material embedding after birth.

For example, the pattern of Other Shore Flowers on Ye Youlong’s Artifact Spirit True Body.

Secondly, intrinsically, these scythe-shaped Artifact Spirits were devoid of any Death Aura.

Standing alone, they were like dried up sticks used for kindling, incapable of imposing any threat.

This was vastly different from the Death Flames enveloping Ye Youlong.

If one had to make a comparison, Ye Youlong’s Death Demon Scythe was like a lethal weapon for killing, whereas these people’s black scythes barely amounted to child’s play.

Grade B!

Aside from a few that were Grade A, the levels of these Artifact Spirits were all Grade B!

But this also shocked Xiao Zhan, for Grade B was the entry standard for the Four Great Spirit Academies!

This meant that these people could become the core force of the Federation!

Yet here they were, undergoing some sort of training!

As Xiao Zhan observed them, a man and a woman approached him.

Their gazes lingered on the patterns on the foreheads of Xiao Zhan and Ye Youlong for a second, then they immediately knelt on one knee, "Li Teng, welcome master’s return!"