Hermit Purple Novels & Stories

"Nine-Leaf Purple Orchid!" There was a burning look in his eye. "A person's physique will be renewed once they consume a Nine-Leaf Purple Orchid. They'll never be sick again!" Chase said excitedly, "This is a holy medicine for healing!" He reached out and instantly grabbed the Nine-Leaf Purple Orchid in his hand. This grade-nine spiritual herb was too valuable. An ultimate sect like the Secret Sect had great treasures to solidify their sect's status, but only core disciples could use them.

The intricate green stripes along his tail shimmer in the gentle underwater light, adding to his ethereal appearance. The black and purple merman, with his dark hair now displaying a captivating purple sheen, exudes a sense of strength and grace. His black tail, glistening with a metallic purple glint, matches his overall transformation. It is a stark contrast to his previous human self, yet there is a certain allure to his new aquatic form.

Jai immediately told him, and Yuta nodded. “I won’t. I’m just taking a look at it.” Yuta said, examining the wound again. He noticed a very faint purple lining around the wound. “It’s close to lilac. Is it diluted or is it the thick one? The Violet Lily? Or is it Gun Petal?” He muttered to himself. “But isn’t Gun Petals pink, brother?” Ruta asked in confusion. “Yes. But the center part of it is thick purple pink. If we squeeze that out, we’ll get a substance that’s purple pink in color. But looking at this lilac color… I don’t think it’s Gun Petals now…” Yuta said.

The hem of the skirt was a single vine connecting all the vines radiating down. The cloth was a royal purple in color; Mira chose to use darkest shade of purple for the inner shadings of the flowers on the pattern while the parts were done in a lighter shade… almost close to pink… like a purple pink. The vines and leaves were done using dark and light shades of teal green.

And the center of those reactions was the connecting hands of her and Merlin that surrounded the corpse of Mimi the butterfly. Ever so slowly, a swirl of purple magic emitted from his hands. As he slowly let go of her hand, the purple swirl cradled the butterfly away from her—making it float in front of them. Merlin’s gaze was fixated on the small butterfly. His glowing albino red eyes reminded Cent of a flame used in a campfire at its peak.