Chapter 55
“Later, Shushan flourished and no one dared to provoke it, so the Golden Bell was rarely deployed. Many Shushan disciples would go their entire lives without ever seeing the Golden Bell in action.”
“The Golden Bell, in the end, mostly served as a symbol of Shushan.”
Having said this, a flash of suspicion crossed Jiang Yan’s eyes for a fleeting moment.
It was like this again—subconsciously blurting things out, without even having the confidence to ponder or think them through…
Jiang Yan felt increasingly strange.
The crowd was suddenly enlightened, and Keqing added:
“But, even if the current Jade Chime and Golden Bell are not as good as the original, they are, after all, mid-grade spiritual artifacts; they shouldn’t be weak, right?”
Hearing this, Jiang Yan withdrew his thoughts and shook his head.
42. Opening the Mountain, Accepting Disciples on Behalf of the Seven Branches!
“The Jade Chime and Golden Bell I have made now are, after all, not even one ten-thousandth of the original version.”
“Although it can indeed be called peerless in defense within Teyvat, even if an existence like fellow Daoist Morax were to attack with hundreds of people working together,”
“they would still be unable to shake the Golden Bell in the slightest.”
“But… the Golden Bell cannot be used like this.”
Jiang Yan raised his hand and gently brushed over the Jade Chime and Golden Bell.
“This is the symbol of Shushan; unless it is a matter of life and death, it must never be deployed.”
“Moreover, the current Golden Bell suppresses many arrays in the Shushan Cave Heaven; it is the foundation of the Shushan Cave Heaven’s arrays.”
“This was made from materials I refined yesterday while traveling through the Sea of Quanta, using a world that had already perished.”
“Currently, only this one Golden Bell can suppress the arrays.”
The crowd clicked their tongues in secret.
Jiang Yan’s talk of worlds being used so casually was truly something they couldn’t quite grasp.
Temporarily ignoring these details, Ganyu asked curiously:
“Jiang Yan, is that the only use for the Golden Bell?”
“Of course not.”
Jiang Yan smiled.
“Every morning and evening, the Golden Bell rings once to remind disciples to seize the opportunity of the purple energy coming from the east and the setting sun to cultivate.”
“Hmm… you can think of it as an alarm clock.”
“…”
The crowd was somewhat speechless.
A mid-grade spiritual artifact used as an alarm clock?
If you don’t need it, give it to us!
“Besides that, the Golden Bell is also related to some major events in Shushan, which you must keep in mind.”
Jiang Yan straightened his expression slightly and said softly:
“Three rings of the Golden Bell, announcing to heaven and earth, means a heaven-gifted talent has been born in the sect.”
“Six rings of the Golden Bell, cleansing the Nine Netherworlds, means a senior in the sect has ascended.”
“Nine rings of the Golden Bell, shocking gods and Buddhas alike; at this time, the sound of the Golden Bell ascends to the nine heavens and descends to the underworld, and can be heard in every corner of the world.”
“All Shushan disciples, no matter what they are doing or where they are, must return at the fastest speed.”
“Nine rings of the Golden Bell represent that Shushan is in danger of being destroyed, and the Jade Chime and Golden Bell must also be deployed.”
“However, it is enough for you to just remember these.”
The crowd nodded heavily, keeping it firmly in mind.
Jiang Yan looked around at everyone and said softly:
“The Sect Main Hall is the most important place in Shushan; no one but Shushan disciples may enter.”
“Although Shushan is in a special period right now, some Shushan rules must still be followed.”
“Everyone, if you have no intention of joining Shushan, then stop here.”
“If you want to tour the seven branches of Shushan, you can also go via the Rainbow Bridge, but remember not to enter the main halls of the seven branch heads.”
“Non-Shushan disciples who enter will be attacked by the arrays.”
The crowd understood that the tour was over and now it was time to talk about serious business.
Simply, Ningguang turned to arrange for the Millelith to stay temporarily at Tongtian Peak.
The Millelith could not join Shushan for the time being, and besides, it was unknown if there were any talented individuals in this batch.
The Millelith were not disappointed, nor did they run around.
The spiritual energy on Tongtian Peak was the most concentrated because Jiang Yan needed it for cultivation.
Standing here for a while, they felt their entire physical fitness rapidly increasing.
They even wanted to seize this opportunity to breathe a little more.
After making the arrangements, Ningguang turned and looked at Jiang Yan with a smile.
“Can we go in now? Mr. Jiang Yan.”
Jiang Yan looked at Zhongli and the others who hadn’t wavered, and nodded with some relief.
At least his efforts hadn’t been in vain.
Shushan was about to open for business!
“Follow me.”
Jiang Yan turned and led the way toward the Sect Main Hall.
When the last immortal entered, the doors of the Sect Main Hall closed with a boom.
Without Jiang Yan, Zhongli, and the others, the Millelith breathed a sigh of relief.
Immediately, they began to communicate excitedly, marveling at how magical this mission had been.
They had seen real cultivators and experienced flying on swords.
They had also seen so much scenery and become so much stronger.
This trip was truly worth it.
If they could join Shushan, they could even cultivate to become immortals.
Thinking of this, the Millelith became even more excited.
…
Inside the main hall.
Only after everyone truly walked in could they feel how solemn and majestic the Sect Main Hall was.
It made them involuntarily lighten their footsteps.
But while solemn, it also lacked no sense of ethereal detachment.
Looking up, the top of the Sect Main Hall was carved with dense and numerous sword arrays.
In a trance, it was as if someone were practicing sword techniques above.
But looking closely, it felt empty again.
Having seen so many magical things, everyone didn’t think much of it.
It was just ordinary.
Thinking this, Zhongli felt a bit helpless in his heart.
Now, they just felt it was ordinary because they had seen too much.
If they could understand these things after cultivating in the future, that would be truly ordinary.
Jiang Yan sat cross-legged in the middle of the seven meditation cushions.
Everyone also understood that those seven cushions were likely for the heads of the seven branches.
Naturally, they didn’t sit down rashly.
Jiang Yan pointed his finger, and a pile of cushions appeared in the hall.
Everyone followed Jiang Yan’s example and sat cross-legged.
The moment they looked up, they met eyes with the character for "Dao."
In an instant, a grand sound of the Dao entered everyone’s ears.
“Practice non-action, practice softness, practice keeping the feminine and do not act first.”
“Practice namelessness, practice stillness, practice all goodness.”
End of Chapter
