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Chapter 573

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The next morning, Long Bufan, Raymond, Lin Yan, and Long Yunfei finished their breakfast in the Ovens and went to the Hall Master's Pavilion in the Outer Hall.

As the Hall Master of the Outer Hall, he was not idle all day. Every disciple who was promoted from the Outer Hall to the Inner Hall had to go through his personal review.

"Well, the four of you are all above the Mystery Realm, and your Sect Contribution Points have reached 10,000 points. You are qualified to be promoted to the Inner Hall."

Inside the spacious hall, Hall Master Wang Yi laughed in a deep voice. Then he waved his hand and four golden lights suddenly shot out from his hand, flying toward Long Bufan and the other three.

Long Bufan immediately stretched out his hand and pulled the golden light into his palm. When he lowered his head to take a look, what entered his eyes was shockingly a golden jade slip, and it represented their status as Inner Hall Disciples.

"Drip your Blood Essence into the Jade Slip. Then you are officially an Inner Hall disciple," Hall Master Wang Yi said in a deep voice.

In the Firmament World, the Inner Hall was the core of any sect. It could also be said that it was the core of the sect's strength. Therefore, the Inner Hall disciples had always been the focus of the sect's cultivation. The sect invested a lot of cultivation resources to cultivate the Inner Hall disciples into the next generation of successors to the higher-ups of the sect.

Since the sect had spent so much effort, they naturally had to pay close attention to these Inner Hall Disciples. Therefore, every disciple who was promoted to the Inner Hall of the sect would leave behind a jade slip that was fused with their life essence. If a disciple died outside, the life essence jade slip that represented their identity would shatter. In this way, the sect would be able to know of the news at the first possible moment and quickly dispatch the sect's enforcers to investigate.

Long Bufan, Raymond, Lin Yan, and Long Yunfei looked at each other and nodded. They bit their fingertips at the same time and forced out a trace of scarlet Blood Essence from their bodies. The Blood Essence dripped onto the golden Jade Slip in their hands and melted in the blink of an eye.

"Buzz!"

Instantly, the four jade slips that had absorbed the Blood Essence of Long Bufan and the others emitted waves of fluctuation and droned.

Under the surprised gazes of Long Bufan, Long Yunfei, and the others, the four ripples of energy gradually converged in the sky above the hall. It wasn't long before a faintly discernible phantom appeared. It was shaped like an ancient bell, and it carried an ancient aura as it floated in the sky above the hall.

This was the rune bell set up in the jade slip. As long as one's life essence was dripped in, it would appear. Although it seemed slow, all of this happened in the blink of an eye.

"Clang … clang … clang clang!!"

Immediately after, four melodious and loud bell tolls resounded throughout the entire Ling Xuanwu Province, echoing in the misty mountain peaks.

"The runes are ringing! And it's four times! "

At this moment, on the huge mountain peaks of Ling Xuanwu Province, one could see countless large halls. When the densely packed figures heard the bell tolls, they all raised their heads and looked in the direction of the Palace Master's Pavilion. Their eyes were filled with excitement. As disciples of Ling Xuanwu Province, they naturally knew what the bell tolls represented …

At the same time, on the peak of the sect's mountain peak, there was a cliff-like pavilion. Inside, two people were sitting opposite each other, drinking tea brewed from the spiritual spring and playing chess.

"From now on, our Ling Xuanwu Province will have four more Inner Palace Disciples." The one who spoke was an old man with a ruddy complexion and a head full of white hair. His eyes were faintly overflowing with light. At this moment, he glanced at the Outer Palace area at the foot of the mountain and laughed while stroking his beard.

This old man was the Sect Master of Ling Xuanwu Province, Ying Yuanzi.

The middle-aged man in a green robe opposite him put down the black chess piece between his fingers. He also glanced down and said with a smile, "Listening to the bell tolls, one of them is relatively loud and powerful. Obviously, its Qi and blood are very vigorous. I wonder which Outer Palace Disciple has such powerful Qi and blood?"

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