Chapter 85

The Purple Heart Hall is located at the deepest part of the Luo You Valley, and it is said that a mysterious powerful figure resides there.

Hua Xiajiu, though expecting that borrowing the Soul Condensing Bell might require contribution points or some other conditions, had no choice but to try his luck without knowing the specifics.

Hua Xiajiu crossed through the center of the Luo You Valley without any delays and finally arrived at a rather ancient hall after about an incense stick's time.

Hua Xiajiu landed and looked at the hall. The grand hall stood majestically, with a grand and imposing presence. The eaves were intricately carved with lifelike beasts, and the green stone pillars and dark blue doors and windows were almost all tightly closed. A large plaque hung above the main door, inscribed with three gilded characters: "Purple Heart Hall."

The Purple Heart Hall was clearly different from the Affairs Hall, appearing quite deserted. At this moment, apart from Hua Xiajiu, there was no one else outside the hall.

After briefly surveying the Purple Heart Hall, Hua Xiajiu quickly walked towards the only open door.

He stepped into the door, and on the second step, there was a loud thud as if he had collided with a wall. A powerful force surged, and he involuntarily fell to the ground.

Hua Xiajiu was startled and puzzled. There was clearly nothing in front of him. He released his soul sense to carefully probe the area, but still found nothing. He began to feel a bit uneasy.

While observing the empty space in front of him, he cautiously lifted his right foot, intending to try again. Suddenly, a cough came from his right, startling him. He turned to look.

On a one-meter-high platform to the right of the door, an old man in a green robe was sitting cross-legged on a cushion, now looking at Hua Xiajiu with his eyes open.

Hua Xiajiu was taken aback. Before entering, he had used his soul sense to detect both inside and outside the door, and there was clearly no one behind it.

The old man was dressed in a green robe, neither the black robe of an inner disciple nor the purple robe of a Questioning Realm powerhouse. Hua Xiajiu could not sense any cultivation aura from the old man, making him seem like an ordinary person. This made Hua Xiajiu uncertain about the old man's identity.

But to be able to guard the Purple Heart Hall, how could he be an ordinary person? In fact, Hua Xiajiu did not think much about it. After a glance at the old man, he bowed and respectfully said, "Disciple Hua Xiajiu of the Purple Mist Lineage wishes to borrow the Soul Condensing Bell. I hope the senior can grant me this favor."

The old man gave Hua Xiajiu a faint glance and said, "Hand over your identity token. Deduct 30,000 contribution points, and I will send you into the Soul Condensing Space."

Hearing this, Hua Xiajiu was taken aback. After a moment, he said somewhat awkwardly, "Senior! Must it be contribution points? I don't have—uh! I don't have enough contribution points. Is there any other way to borrow the Soul Condensing Bell?"

The old man's face showed displeasure, and he let out a cold snort.

In the next moment, Hua Xiajiu felt a constriction in his chest, a loud roar in his head, and then a powerful force pushed him out of the hall like an arrow, uncontrollably flying out of the door.

There was a loud thud, followed by a crack. Hua Xiajiu had collided with a massive tree outside the hall, which was several people wide, and the tree was split into two.

With a spurt of blood, Hua Xiajiu could not help but spit out a small mouthful of blood, his face turning slightly pale, and he had sustained a minor injury.

"You brat, you dare to come to the Purple Heart Hall to play tricks on me. If I don't give you a lesson, everyone in the Purple Mist Sect will forget my former glory," the old man's voice came from the Purple Heart Hall, his words filled with anger but his voice calm.

Hua Xiajiu smiled bitterly, knowing he had been misled by his master and had disturbed the senior's meditation for no reason. He did not say anything, bowed in the direction of the Purple Heart Hall, and then flew away.

At the same time, inside the Purple Heart Hall, the old man in the green robe looked somewhat surprised in the direction Hua Xiajiu had left, muttering to himself, "But this boy has a very strong physical body, not much worse than mine back then. Also, that True Essence Pill seems to be quite condensed."

After saying this, the old man fell silent, closed his eyes, and remained motionless. Soon, his figure became faint and indistinct, looking extremely strange.

Not long after, on a platform at the southern side of the Luo You Valley, Hua Xiajiu looked at the Contribution Hall located at the center of the Luo You Valley and said resolutely, "I need contribution points, I need spirit stones. I need a large amount of contribution points, I need a large amount of spirit stones."

After saying this, Hua Xiajiu quickly walked towards the Contribution Hall.

At this moment, earning contribution points and spirit stones had become the most important and urgent matter in Hua Xiajiu's mind.

Crossing through half of the Luo You Valley, Hua Xiajiu stopped in front of a grand hall, looked up, and saw that the hall stood majestically, grand and imposing, with red-painted pillars and dark blue doors and windows. A large black wooden plaque hung above the main door, inscribed with three characters: "Contribution Hall."

The halls occupying the most prominent positions at the center of the Luo You Valley were all extremely important places of the Purple Mist Sect, such as the Affairs Hall and the Scripture Hall.

The Contribution Hall was no exception. Hua Xiajiu had long learned from the "Inner Disciple Guidelines" that this Contribution Hall was where the sect issued various tasks and rewards to all disciples.

Such a place naturally became the most bustling area in the sect, with Purple Mist Sect disciples coming and going in a steady stream. Hua Xiajiu followed the crowd into the vast hall.

With a rustle, about ten disciples wearing black and white robes suddenly rushed out of the Contribution Hall and ran to the right. Hua Xiajiu and another middle-aged outer disciple wearing a white robe, who looked somewhat lecherous and was about to enter the Contribution Hall, quickly moved to the side.

"Junior Brother Ma! You're in such a hurry, where are you going?" The lecherous middle-aged outer disciple suddenly grabbed a passing outer disciple and asked curiously.

Hua Xiajiu was also curious and listened quietly.

"It's Senior Brother He! You don't know yet! There's another betting match on the Dueling Stone today. Ah! Senior Brother, please let me go, I need to get there quickly to see if I can get a chance to win some contribution points," Junior Brother Ma impatiently shook off the lecherous middle-aged outer disciple's hand and took off into the air, flying to the right.

"Junior Brother Ma, wait for me! I'll go with you!" The lecherous middle-aged outer disciple shouted and was about to take off into the air.

At this moment, a hand suddenly appeared, grabbing the right foot of the lecherous middle-aged man, who was already in the air, and pulled him back to the ground.

The lecherous middle-aged man was startled. He looked down at the hand that was retracting and his face turned angry. He turned to look and, upon seeing the black-robed figure, his anger instantly vanished, turning into a fawning smile. He said humbly, "Senior Brother, what do you need from me?"

New week, seeking collections, red tickets, monthly tickets, and positive reviews—also, based on the enthusiastic reader's suggestion that there are too few combat scenes, I have considered that for a new book, more combat scenes are needed to attract readers, so there will be more combat scenes in the future.

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