He had specifically asked around: out in the wider world, this purple gold was sold by the gram!
If they gave him a bronze bell forged from purple gold, he could sell it for at least several hundred billion spirit stones!
At that thought, he immediately shouted at the top of his lungs, "Hey! Give me a bell! A purple-gold one!"
Yet throughout the Martial God Tower, there was not the slightest sound except his own echo.
Chun Xiaobai scratched his already swollen head.
Leaving just like that would be far too much of a loss. He had been beaten until his face looked like a pig's head-who was going to reimburse his medical bills?
With no other choice, he could only steel himself and turn his gaze back to the bronze wall, carefully studying the bell designs on it.
The instant he committed the first illustration in its entirety to memory, a vast torrent of information surged into his sea of consciousness like a celestial river bursting its banks!
Chun Xiaobai froze on the spot as though struck by lightning.
Only after a quarter of an hour did he abruptly come to his senses, followed by an exclamation he could not suppress:
"This... this is actually the Golden Bell Shield!"
"Holy shit! Now this is good! This is fucking awesome!"
Chun Xiaobai was instantly ecstatic. Doesn't this mean this king will become an unkillable cockroach?
Wasn't the Golden Bell Shield precisely the kind of supreme defensive divine technique he knew about?
According to the information in his mind, this technique could withstand damage from attacks ten times as powerful as his own. Most ridiculously of all... it could reflect them!
Once he mastered this Golden Bell Shield to perfection, he could reflect one hundred percent of the damage!
Wouldn't