Thus, Lu Changsheng rose and left the courtyard, heading toward the Transmission Hall.
Soon, Lu Changsheng arrived in front of the Heartstone within the Transmission Hall.
As usual, many disciples were lined up in front of the Heartstone, waiting to test their Spiritual Power.
Lu Changsheng waited silently.
It took about half an hour before it was finally Lu Changsheng’s turn.
"Huh? Isn’t that Senior Brother Lu Changsheng?"
"How long has it been since he last tested his Spiritual Power? A little over a month, less than two months. In such a short period, how much could his Spiritual Power possibly grow?"
"For many, their Spiritual Power doesn’t increase at all even over one or two years. Even for seed disciples with extraordinary talent, raising one’s Spiritual Power is as difficult as ascending to the heavens."
"But maybe Senior Brother Lu is different? Last time, his Spiritual Scale was at twenty-eight. Could he possibly surpass thirty this time?"
After all, Lu Changsheng was a prominent Inner Sect figure.
His appearance was immediately recognized.
However, Lu Changsheng paid no attention to the murmurs. He placed his hand on the Heartstone, staring intently at it.
Gradually, Lu Changsheng felt his consciousness waver.
The Heartstone seemed to possess some mysterious power, drawing him into its depth.
No one could tell how much time had passed.
The Heartstone emitted a soft, radiant glow.
Lu Changsheng snapped out of his trance completely.
He immediately looked up and fixed his gaze on the Heartstone.
The number "Thirty-three" shimmered on the surface of the Heartstone.
This signified that Lu Changsheng’s Spiritual Scale had now reached thirty-three.
A five-point increase from his previous measurement.
Lu Changsheng froze slightly.
He hadn’t expected this result. Not because it was too much, but because it was too little!
During his recent journey down the mountain, he managed to raise his mastery of the Starry Sky Domain to seventy-five percent, encountered the Form of All Beings, and immersed himself entirely in an Illusion Realm, essentially living an entirely new life.
He had endured countless challenges.
Yet, the result was merely a five-point increase in his Spiritual Scale?
Spiritual Power was elusive and intangible; increasing it was unimaginably difficult.
No wonder so many Inner Sect geniuses, with their unparalleled brilliance, still found themselves forever stuck at the Divine Astral Realm due to their inability to reach a hundred on the Spiritual Scale, leaving them disheartened and dejected.
Still, while Lu Changsheng found his own progress insubstantial, to other Inner Sect disciples, his growth in such a short span was phenomenal.
In just under two months, Lu Changsheng had raised his Spiritual Scale to thirty-three.
This kind of speed was nothing short of miraculous!
Countless eyes widened in disbelief.
As if they couldn’t fathom what had just occurred.
But the soft luminous glow of the Heartstone remained.
The number thirty-three gleamed vividly.
"Thirty-three? Senior Brother Lu’s Spiritual Scale actually reached thirty-three?"
"How long has it been? Not even two months, and his Spiritual Scale increased by five points?"
"Last time, it was only at twenty-eight, and now it’s thirty-three. How could Senior Brother Lu improve his Spiritual Power so much in less than two months?"
"Could it have been the Dao Comprehension Pill? Or maybe he encountered some fortuitous opportunity? I heard Senior Brother Lu went down the mountain for a mission recently..."
Discussion broke out among the crowd.
In under two months, a five-point increase in Spiritual Power.
It was an enormous breakthrough.
Lu Changsheng returned to his courtyard.
He admitted that he had been overly optimistic before.
Thinking that comprehending Domains and increasing their progress would rapidly strengthen his Spiritual Power.
In reality, improving one’s Domain certainly facilitated growth in Spiritual Power.
But the actual growth was rather limited.
Instead, it was the Form of All Beings that Lu Changsheng believed might have contributed significantly to his Spiritual Scale.
Unfortunately, the Form of All Beings was now gone.
"Still, I need Dao Comprehension Pills—at least three of them, which requires thirty thousand Contribution Points."
Currently, Lu Changsheng had only eight thousand Contribution Points, leaving him over twenty thousand short.
"Does this mean I’ll have to complete more missions?"
Having just recently returned to the North Region’s Heavenly Sect, Lu Changsheng was reluctant to go down the mountain again.
"Wait, there’s another place where I can earn Contribution Points without taking on missions."
Lu Changsheng thought of one place—the Battle Hall!
In the North Region’s Heavenly Sect, disciples were generally forbidden from engaging in private fights.
Only by challenging seed disciples were battles permitted.
However, martial artists were by nature fighters.
And how could martial artists not fight?
Thus, the Battle Hall was established.
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Registering for each challenge required one thousand Contribution Points.
As long as a hundred participants signed up, a "battle" would commence.
By then, various chaotic melees would unfold.
If a disciple could endure until the final ten participants remained,
those ten would then share the Contribution Points from the "battle."
Each participant’s one thousand Contribution Points amounted to a pool of one hundred thousand Contribution Points if a hundred participants entered.
The final ten would divide this hundred thousand Contribution Points among themselves.
The first-place winner would receive thirty-five thousand Contribution Points.
Second place would earn twenty thousand Contribution Points.
Third place would take ten thousand Contribution Points.
The remaining fourth through tenth places would each be awarded five thousand Contribution Points.
Such rewards were exceptionally lucrative.
And it didn’t require leaving the sect.
As for the battles themselves, Lu Changsheng wasn’t intimidated in the slightest.
Thus, Lu Changsheng rose and headed straight for the Battle Hall.
Soon, Lu Changsheng arrived at the Battle Hall.
The Battle Hall was bustling with activity.
Many disciples were already engaged in battle.
Every morning, battles in the Battle Hall commenced at a fixed time.
As long as a hundred disciples gathered, the battles would begin.
Lu Changsheng took out his Identity Token and registered for the challenge.
"Come to the Battle Hall tomorrow morning."