"Senior, what's special about this Supreme Purity Mystic Bell?"
Holding the Supreme Purity Mystic Bell in one hand, Ye Lin looked up at the old man before him and asked softly.
"I can't quite put my finger on it. Although this bell is an Innate Spirit Treasure, it feels different from the ones I've seen."
"But I truly can't say what that difference is."
The old man stroked his beard and sighed, then gently shook his head.
Ye Lin couldn't help lightly flicking the bell's wall with a finger.
Ding—
A clear note rang out, like a mountain spring dripping into a deep pool, bright and lingering.
The sound was not loud, yet it echoed through the hall for a full ten breaths before gradually fading.
Even after it faded, Ye Lin could still feel a faint resonance trembling in the air, like ripples on water spreading outward in widening rings.
"In that case, let's leave it for now."
Ye Lin smiled faintly as he looked at the Supreme Purity Mystic Bell in his hand.
If they couldn't put that feeling into words, there was no point dwelling on it for now.
"This bell's greatest strength isn't its offensive power. It's its sound."
A trace of fervor colored the old man's voice, the kind an artifact refiner had when speaking of his proudest work.
"Its chime has three wondrous uses."
The old man held up three fingers to Ye Lin.
"Please, go on, Senior."
A flicker of curiosity crossed Ye Lin's eyes.
"First, it clears the mind and steadies the spirit."
Xuan Yezi raised one thin, withered finger.
"When the bell rings, it can cleanse the mind, drive out inner demons, and suppress stray thoughts. It works wonders against bottlenecks in cultivation, inner demons, and cultivation deviation. The higher your