The Bell Of Heaven Grants 500 Merit Points That Vanishes At Dawn

Pi Guang quietly returned to his simple tent, where the curtains were hanging low and the cold wind was blowing gently. He sat on the mat, looking at the cracked golden bell bowl, his mind in turmoil.

That bowl once produced the "soul pill", which attracted the eldest daughter of the Li family, Li Wanwan, to come and become his disciple. She was a descendant of the Li family, gifted in a very few aspects and famous, and could be called the most beautiful person in the sect today.

However, she claimed that her qualifications were mediocre. Did she know she had taken refuge not with a master, but with a ridiculous cleaning slave from the outer sect as himself?

He lowered his head and smiled bitterly.

If he couldn't help her practice cultivation, wouldn't he become a laughing stock?

The elders and disciples would definitely laugh at him in private, saying that Jin Pi Gu was just a name that was created by the Li family.

Thinking of this, he cast his eyes on the golden bell bowl again. With a thought in his mind, he wanted to try again.

He took a stone, his eyes swept over it, and he pressed it hard, hitting his own finger and splashing blood. He screamed in pain, gritted his teeth and held back, and blood dripped into the bell bowl.

The bell bowl was shining with golden light, and the blood slowly condensed in it, turning into a blood bead. The color was as red as jade, and the halo was slightly rotating, just like a magic stone in the blood.

He took a breath and sucked on his fingertips. The burning pain made him frown.

He stared at the beads in the bowl, wondering. "Why was there no text this time? But a few words like a message appeared last time?"

He thought for a moment, his eyes glancing at the jar of spirit bond water in the corner of the room.

He stood up, scooped a ladle, and poured it into the bell bowl.

The blood bead suddenly split into several tiny beads as the spirit water dripped down, floating on the bowl like many stars surrounding the moon. Immediately, the bell bowl changed again, a golden light shone, and a line of ancient seal characters appeared in the bowl:

"The blood and spirits are mixed together, and the golden bell rings the gate of heaven. The bell of heaven grants 500 merit points that vanishes at dawn, and the gate of Suzhou Mountain returns to the master."

Pi Guang was shocked and stood still.

"Five hundred merit points"?

"Suzhou Mountain Gate"?

Wasn't the Suzhou Mountain Gate, which was once known as the "No. 1 Sect in the World", the place where he found the bell in the ruins that day? It had long been listed as an "extinct sect" and no one had visited it for a hundred years. But now it was written with the words "Return to the Master"!

He looked at the golden bell bowl, silent and deep, like a sleeping god.

He could hardly believe it. Three days ago, he worked hard to clean the altar and repair the alchemy furnace, and only got 11 points of merit. In the past, he usually only earned 5 or 6 points a day. Only on the day of the sect's big exam, when many disciples were in seclusion to refine the elixir and practice the law of pill making and alchemy, could he barely earn 20 points after cleaning the furnace ash.

But this... actually gave 500 points!

Even more bizarre, the points must be used up within one day. How generous is the way of heaven, yet how strict is it?

He murmured, "Could it be... I am really the heavenly mandated one?"

Looking at the blood and water that had now turned to tiny spiritual pearls in the bowl again, the light dimmed, as if it had completed its mission.

Five hundred merit points are enough to exchange for top-grade spells, true fire magic tools, and even the qualification to enter the "Heavenly Treasure House" once!

And… "Suzhou Mountain Gate returns to the master" - could it be... this bell wants to restart that forgotten sect's inheritance?

Under the will of heaven, Pi Guang's fate seems to have been quietly rewritten.

After receiving the words he was looking for from the bell bowl, Pi Guang still felt uneasy. He never saw the evidence of the merit points appear - whether it was a magic jade, a magic talisman, or a land deed or house deed - nothing was found.

He remembered that when he first got the words about the Soul Pill, he saw a bamboo slip with the seal of the Li family as evidence. This time, there must be something to prove the 500 merit points. But he searched the bedroom, the pot of the spirit bond water, the pile of slightly broken buckets, and the side of the mat, but there was nothing.

He was so disheartened that he had no choice but to go meet the girl who claimed to be his disciple, ready to be ridiculed and mocked. He shouldn't have expected anything, after all, life for him was worthless, how could he expect anything?

When he got out to the sect's square ground, he saw her standing in a corner, dressed in earthly clothes, with an extraordinary temperament, as if she was a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world, attracting the attention of everyone around.

All the sect teachers and instructors were puzzled about her origins, but no one dared to step forward to question her who's disciple she is. Seeing this, Pi Guang couldn't help but feel a little proud, and his mouth curled up slightly, and he strode towards her.

Unexpectedly, before he had taken a few steps closer, the girl suddenly knelt on the ground, touching her head to the ground, and said, "Master, I, your disciple Li Wanwan, am here to greet you, Master!"

Pi Guang's cheeks flushed, and he was slightly embarrassed.

The disciples from all directions stopped to look at him, and there was an uproar. But she didn't seem to feel embarrassed, and was still as pious as before.

He was about to ask her to stand up, but he saw Instructor Hu slowly walking over, smiling. When he got closer, he said, "Brother Pi Guang, your demeanor is extraordinary. It seems that you have made great progress in your practice recently."

Pi Guang was shocked and dared not answer, so he could only nod slightly.

Everyone was in doubt and discussed, and they could not believe that this man who used to sweep the palace and wipe the stones every day had such a pretty disciple.

Little did they know that now everyone in the Li family called him "the noble man bestowed by heaven" and praised him endlessly.

At this time, Instructor Hu patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Five hundred points is indeed a large number. If it weren't for hard practice, how could you get it? Your disciple has an extraordinary appearance, and it seems that you have really made a breakthrough. This merit should be able to support you for more than a month of practice."

After hearing this, Pi Guang was in a trance. Five hundred points, was it really proven?

But from beginning to end, he had not seen the evidence with his own eyes, so he couldn't help but feel suspicious - was Master Hu also testing him? Or was it just a polite remark?

Suddenly, Li Wanwan still knelt, but raised her body, said, "Master, where should we start in practicing?"

Pi Guang hesitated.