Chapter 56: The Top Grade Defensive Magic Tool, the Merit Bell!

Chapter 56: The Top Grade Defensive Magic Tool, the Merit Bell!

Chu Xuan then took out Huikong's storage bag. After slaying Huikong, he immediately entered the underground palace to rescue Wan Wuying, and then quickly left Misty Manor for Flying Mountain Hall. He had hardly had any downtime until now.

Huikong's storage bag was extraordinary. Qi Refining stage cultivators generally used low-grade storage bags, with a space of only about one cubic meter.

Foundation Establishment stage cultivators usually had medium-grade storage bags, offering ten cubic meters of space. However, Huikong possessed a high-grade storage bag, providing a whopping one hundred cubic meters!

It is well known that spatial magic tools are more valuable than other types such as offensive, defensive, or flying magic tools, due to their unique nature. High-grade storage bags are about thirty percent more expensive than high-grade magic tools of other types. Even Li Xuanming currently used a medium-grade bag.

Indeed, Huikong was worthy of being considered a prodigy of the Golden Dragon Temple. Such extravagance!

Rubbing his hands together excitedly, Chu Xuan slowly opened the storage bag. Various treasures immediately caught his eye.

First and foremost were the dazzling spirit stones—a small mountain of small spirit stones, roughly estimated at three thousand pieces. Medium spirit stones were piled in the corner, about fifty in total. Just these spirit stones alone could purchase three to four high-grade magic tools.

Besides the spirit stones, Chu Xuan spotted several magic tools, all of medium grade. Now accustomed to finer items, these medium-grade tools barely caught his interest—they were better than nothing. He had hoped to find Huikong's Vajra Beads, an offensive and defensive magic tool that was a rare find. If tainted with Yin Evil Qi, it could potentially be used by him.

Unfortunately, the Vajra Beads and Vajra Cassock used by Huikong had been destroyed in battle, leaving only the khakkhara saber in Chu Xuan's possession.

Although the saber crafted by the monks of the Golden Dragon Temple was exceptionally fierce, he found it difficult to control only able to unleash thirty percent of its power.

The sound from the bell ceased abruptly like a duck squawking at midnight suddenly silenced by a firm grip around its neck. In that moment, the divine gaze of the gods and Buddhas engraved on the bell's surface lost all their intimidating force towards Chu Xuan, seeming... ingratiating.

The halo of merit flickered and vanished. Chu Xuan, looking at the now docile bell before him, scratched his head. "It seems my little bit of merit actually did some good here," he chuckled to himself.

Upon closer inspection of the bell, Chu Xuan soon found two words etched into its base: "Merit Bell." His eyebrows rose in recognition. He had heard of this treasure.

Yuan Hong, the former abbot of the Golden Dragon Temple who was a Foundation Establishment stage monk at the time, had wielded this Merit Bell. With the bell in hand, Yuan Hong stood unshaken like a saint in his sacred robes, unfazed by powerful foes. His most famous feat was when he, alone, withstood the assault of six demonic cultivators of the same realm for five days and nights until reinforcements arrived!

Now that Yuan Hong had ascended to the Golden Core stage, the Merit Bell had naturally been passed down to another monk—unexpectedly, to Huikong. Clearly, Huikong's merits had been insufficient; otherwise, he would have utilized the Merit Bell in their previous battle. The Merit Bell was a top-grade magic tool, and if truly operational, even all four of them together could not breach its defenses.

"Excellent! Others can hardly make it! I can do it easy!" Chu Xuan couldn't help but laugh. What a fortuitous turn of events! The Golden Dragon Temple could never have imagined that a demonic cultivator's merit would be profound enough to activate the Merit Bell!

He glanced affectionately at Huikong, who appeared utterly bewildered, now devoid of his past life's memories and only filled with awe towards Chu Xuan. "Oh, Huikong, you really have done me a great favor."

Chu Xuan spent some time reviewing everything in Huikong's storage bag and finally nodded in satisfaction. The Merit Bell, Earth Evil Pills, and over three thousand small spiritual stones were the greatest treasures he had gleaned from Huikong's possessions.

After a brief moment of joy, he began to plan his next steps: "First, cultivate my lifebound Gu insect. Second, replenish my reserves of Yin Evil Qi and large blood pearls. Third, find a powerful creature to serve as the main soul for my formation. Fourth, focus on cultivation to break through to higher realms. Each task is urgent. It's perfect to use the differing time flows between the two worlds to accelerate my progress!"

Chu Xuan took out the energy-filled Blood Mirror and immediately activated it, ready to harness its powers for the tasks ahead.