Chapter 862: The Purple Bell

When the news of Daohe King’s rise to fame spread, many human faction monarchs who were on good terms with Luo Feng reached out to him with great enthusiasm. At first, Luo Feng responded politely, saying, “I had no choice but to fight back. Blood-Beast King and Heavy-Arrow King wanted to kill me, so if I didn’t fight, I would have died. That’s why I ended up like this.”

“Just luck, nothing more.”

“Haha, thank you.”

Luo Feng greeted some of his friends, but eventually, tired of the endless messages, he simply shut off his virtual universe notifications.

…

Inside his inner world,

Clad in silver armor, Luo Feng stood atop a vast mountain peak. On the summit lay various treasures—ancient and powerful weapons from the monarchs, seemingly extraordinary battle armors in perfect condition, as well as world rings and space rings. However, Luo Feng’s gaze settled on an ancient purple bell.

“The Purple Bell,” Luo Feng murmured. “I’ll study you thoroughly.”

To research this purple bell, his Earthling body had personally returned to his inner world, while outside, his Gold-Horned Beast clone, equipped with the Shiwu Wings, was temporarily hiding inside a mountain cave. In terms of power, the Gold-Horned Beast clone was even stronger than his Earthling body, so he wasn’t afraid of encountering any strong enemies.

“These characters…”

The ancient purple bell was covered in countless inscriptions, all in block script, yet none that Luo Feng had ever seen before.

“Ba Bata, do you recognize this script?” Luo Feng asked mentally. Ba Bata often roamed the virtual networks and had memorized all the texts accessible through Luo Feng’s permissions.

“I know countless languages, but I don’t recognize this one,” Ba Bata replied.

“I see.”

Luo Feng nodded and focused intently on the purple bell. It stood about three meters tall, with a mouth diameter nearly three meters wide. It was entirely covered in dense inscriptions. As he stared, the characters seemed subtly connected, as if linked by invisible threads, forming strange secret patterns.

“I can’t understand it,” Luo Feng muttered.

“Well, let’s try to refine it first.” Luo Feng gently touched the bell’s surface. A faint heat radiated from it, like touching a red-hot iron. Instantly, a thread of mental force seeped in. Since the bell was now ownerless, it quickly absorbed the spiritual imprint within his mental force, easily accepting Luo Feng as its master.

“Rumble~~” A thunderous noise echoed in his mind.

Ancient information surged from the bell into Luo Feng’s consciousness, then stopped after a moment.

“A combat technique, ‘Demon-Sound Flame God Bell’?” Luo Feng frowned slightly. The information transmitted was a combat technique for using the purple bell, but he had only received the first layer. Only after perfecting the first layer and fully mastering the bell would the second layer’s content be unlocked.

But the requirements for the first layer were already extremely strict—requiring mastery of the Fire Law and complete understanding of ‘Space Sealing’ to achieve perfection.

“No wonder the Purple Bell King could focus the Flame Source Crystal’s explosive energy into one direction to kill Cangjin King. He must have mastered the first layer,” Luo Feng muttered. “If even the first layer has such high requirements, this must be a treasure meant for Cosmic Sovereigns.”

Luo Feng’s standards were extremely high. A treasure with such absurd initial power and such stringent conditions clearly meant that further advancement would require the strength of a Cosmic Sovereign.

“Merge!”

Luo Feng attempted to integrate the purple bell into his body, but the moment it touched his skin, it was repelled. Even the armor mark within his body seemed to tremble slightly.

“Hmm?” Luo Feng frowned. With a thought, the silver armor on his body receded and vanished. At the same time, he forcibly expelled the armor bead from his body. Now wearing only his Moyun Battle Garment, he tried again to merge with the purple bell.

Whoosh!

Instantly, the purple bell merged into his body, fusing seamlessly with his muscles and organs.

“So that’s how it is,” Luo Feng sighed. “This purple bell is really just a bone to me—worthless to keep, but a shame to discard.”

The purple bell was indeed a treasure, capable of blocking over ninety percent of both soul and physical attacks. Its defensive power was no worse than the Armor. Of course, the Armor also granted Luo Feng ten thousand times a Sovereign Lord’s power—an ability the purple bell lacked. However, the Armor’s integration conditions were extremely strict; other humans couldn’t even use it. The purple bell, on the other hand, had no such strict requirements—just a spiritual imprint was needed for it to recognize its master.

It must be admitted—

It was a treasure.

But for Luo Feng, it was practically useless.

Because there were limits to how many defensive treasures could be fused simultaneously within the body. For example, battle garments worn on the skin could only be worn one at a time. It was absolutely impossible for a warrior to wear ten or even a hundred battle garments at once. Both the Armor Bead and the Battle Armor Bead were fused into the muscles and organs, becoming one with the body. Thus, only one such armor could be worn at a time.

It was impossible to—

Wear multiple King Armors, or multiple General Armors at once. In fact, to integrate a new General Armor, one must first expel the Battle Armor Bead from the body.

To integrate the ‘Purple Bell,’ Luo Feng had to expel the Armor Bead!

The principle was the same—only one defensive treasure of the same type could be used at once.

At any given moment, Luo Feng could only integrate either the Armor Bead or the Purple Bell. Without hesitation, Luo Feng would choose the Armor Bead.

“This is definitely a treasure, probably even used by Cosmic Sovereigns,” Luo Feng murmured. “Unfortunately, I already have the Armor. My Gold-Horned Beast clone even has a superior King Armor. The Armor and King Armor are the most suitable for me…”

…

Though slightly disappointed, Luo Feng was still in high spirits. After all, the purple bell was still a rare treasure, its wealth value alone far exceeding the previous 560 billion Mixed Yuan Units. Moreover, Luo Feng had another thought—Zhenyan, his teacher, had always treated him sincerely. Perhaps this purple bell could help his teacher.

“Let me check another of my recent gains,” Luo Feng instantly vanished from his inner world and entered a world within one of his world rings.

In that world, an endless desert stretched out, upon which lay a body exuding immense pressure. Though it was in deep slumber, the invisible pressure it radiated remained terrifying.

“Heavy-Arrow King.”

Luo Feng smiled as he stood before him. “Back then, you were gravely injured. Your best choice was to self-destruct immediately. If you had, you might have revived after countless years, although you would have had to repay the enormous debt incurred by resurrection. But now, as my slave, you can never revive. At the time, you still hoped to escape. You didn’t expect that when the Moyun Vine’s three thorns pierced your body, you would immediately fall into a deep slumber.”

Being killed into a coma was extremely rare.

Heavy-Arrow King hadn’t expected that the Moyun Vine’s thorns piercing his body would instantly corrode his divine form, causing him to fall into slumber.

“From today on, you are my slave,” Luo Feng said, looking at the slumbering Heavy-Arrow King. He activated the ‘Ten Thousand Hearts Soul Control Secret Art.’ Unlike when he had controlled the insect race queen, Irina, back then—she had also been in slumber, but it was due to Hu Yanbo’s soul technique.

At that time, as soon as Luo Feng took control, Irina awoke and began resisting.

But Heavy-Arrow King was too gravely injured, to the point of losing consciousness. At this moment, he was like fish on a chopping block, completely unable to resist.

Moments later—

“Success.” Luo Feng smiled.

But as he looked at the unconscious Heavy-Arrow King lying on the desert, his smile faded. Yes, he had controlled Heavy-Arrow King, but that did nothing to heal his wounds. The Heavy-Arrow King remained in a coma, gravely injured. An unconscious Heavy-Arrow King was of no use to Luo Feng.

“I need to help him recover, restore his immortal divine body,” Luo Feng thought. “There are indeed treasures in the universe that can accelerate divine body recovery, but they are extremely expensive. Is it worth paying such a high price for a soul-slave at the Monarch Limit?”

“But he is an absolutely loyal slave, capable of teleportation. With his help, exploring the universe will be much easier.”

“I’ll research this first.”

…

This time, Luo Feng had killed Purple Bell King and thirteen other alien Monarchs. The treasures found in their battle armors, weapons, and world rings were indeed varied. For example, Purple Bell King had a silver battle garment worth 50 billion Mixed Yuan Units in the Hongmeng Realm, capable of blocking fifty percent of physical attacks!

Fifty percent and ninety percent might seem similar,

But in reality, weakening by fifty percent meant Purple Bell King’s physical defense was only twice as strong as before. Weakening by ninety percent meant it was ten times stronger! This showed just how valuable treasures like the Purple Bell, Armor, and King Armor were. If the Armor and King Armor could be widely used, their prices would be astronomical. Even so, the King Armor had once been priced at 50 billion Mixed Yuan Units in the Hongmeng Realm.

…

Luo Feng spent over two days using the virtual universe network and Hongmeng to finally confirm the total value of his spoils.

Heavy-Arrow King’s wealth was approximately 60 billion Mixed Yuan Units (Luo Feng had taken the ring on Heavy-Arrow King’s finger, forcibly cracked it, and thoroughly checked his treasures).

The total wealth of the thirteen Monarchs was about 50 billion Mixed Yuan Units.

Purple Bell King’s wealth was 120 billion Mixed Yuan Units, not including the Purple Bell itself!

Totaling it all up—

230 billion Mixed Yuan Units, plus the Purple Bell!

“It’s better to target powerful Monarchs like Purple Bell King who have unique opportunities,” Luo Feng muttered. “Killing ordinary Monarchs, even thirteen of them, only yields 50 billion Mixed Yuan Units, and it causes too much disturbance. Killing too many Monarchs might attract the attention of some super beings.”

“Hmph.”

“Monarchs like Purple Bell King are the best targets, but the more unique opportunities they have, the more powerful their hidden cards are,” Luo Feng thought. “They’re much harder to kill.”

“For example, if someone kills me, they’d really strike it rich.”

“But killing me isn’t that easy,” Luo Feng mused. “If I’m pushed to the brink, I’ll have no choice but to call Master Chaos City Lord! Once Master Chaos City Lord appears, everyone will be stunned! Indeed, the Shiwu Wings, a supreme treasure, was given to me by Master Chaos City Lord. Without such a powerful being’s blessing, trying to seize it would be nothing but a dream.”

Stealing the Purple Bell might be possible.

But stealing the Shiwu Wings? That was just a dream.

“If I have to ask Master Chaos City Lord for help, I’ll really be a failure,” Luo Feng shook his head.

“Now, what should I do? How should I handle these spoils of war? And what about the slumbering Heavy-Arrow King?” Luo Feng now had new worries—pleasant ones, but worries nonetheless.