(Today I was so busy I even had to rush people to their graves—two groups of guests came to the house, and I barely made it to dinner before finally finishing this chapter!) As for these several techniques, both "Invisibility Technique" and "Voice Transmission Technique" are auxiliary spells similar to the "Eyes of Heaven Technique." Anyone with a basic understanding of spell power can easily master them, so Han Li picked them up without much difficulty. The Voice Transmission Technique, in particular, is a spell Han Li has seen several times—requiring the use of special "voice transmission talismans" to be activated. The Invisibility Technique, on the other hand, is a straightforward ordinary spell that involves channeling spiritual energy throughout the body to blend the person's appearance with the surrounding environment, making them less noticeable. However, it's somewhat underwhelming, as the "Eyes of Heaven Technique" can easily detect and negate it, rendering it ineffective in concealing one's presence from other cultivators. The "Sand Flow Technique" and "Freezing Technique" are both regional spells—one transforms soil into sand within the area of spell influence, while the other causes water areas to freeze into ice. The strength of these two spells entirely depends on the depth of the caster's magical power. Should a master of great abilities perform them, it would not be impossible to transform thousands of acres of fertile land into desert or to freeze vast rivers and the Yangtze into ice glaciers. They are classified as basic lower-tier spells merely because they are relatively easy to learn—even low-level cultivators in the Qi Condensation stage can master them easily—though their range is limited by the caster's power. Han Li originally found these spells difficult to master, but after his sudden breakthrough to the ninth level, where his magical power doubled compared to before, he became proficient in them instantly. He could now freely transform a tabletop-sized area into sand or ice at will, which left him deeply excited. The remaining several spells, however, remained beyond his current understanding, and he had to postpone their study until later, as the young cultivators attending the Ta Nan Fair finally reached their peak attendance during the final two days of the event. At that moment, the grand trading plaza where Han Li was located was crowded with over two thousand cultivators. The number of vendors had increased several times over compared to before, all eager to seize the final opportunity and sell off their remaining goods. Many high-level cultivators who had previously remained in the background also stepped forward, hoping to observe potential rivals among the rising contenders. For instance, flying darts that automatically track enemies, gourds that spew fire outward, long blades capable of freezing people upon impact, ant eggs that can be used to formulate medicines, and the scales of a century-old iron-wire snake that can be forged into artifacts—among others. Han Li found himself increasingly intrigued, and without realizing it, had walked all the way to the middle of the plaza. "No way! I won't take this item—swap it for something else!" "This is a fragment of a divine artifact! Even with just this material, you could easily exchange it for your bowl!" "What good is this fragment to me? Can I possibly find a Ju-Dan stage cultivator who could refine it into something usable? Forget it—I won't trade you my Wind-Whistle Bowl!" A heated argument erupted from one of the stalls ahead. "A divine artifact fragment?" The sudden announcement immediately caused a stir among everyone present, and the nearby cultivators quickly gathered around, forming a dense crowd around that stall. After all,法宝 was something even low-level cultivators could only dream of during the day, yet now it had unexpectedly appeared in Tai Nan Valley—just a fragment, and that was already a miracle, making the cultivators eager as cats scenting fresh meat. "Where is it?" "Let me have a look!" "Is this what a divine artifact looks like?" "Hmm! Truly beautiful!" "Only some tattered cloth!" ... Han Li, being closer to the stall and naturally more agile than ordinary cultivators, managed to secure a good spot in the inner circle, allowing him to observe everything clearly. Before the stall, a man in his twenties or thirties stood there—dark-skinned with broad hands and strong limbs, so sturdy that at first glance one might have thought he was a farmer who had simply wandered into the valley. Yet anyone who used the heavenly eye technique to examine his cultivation power could not help but gasp in awe. This solid-looking man was actually a master of the tenth layer of cultivation. "Is this guy really going to fight to the death?" Some cultivators privately marvelled, turning their attention to the vendor. This vendor was an ordinary young man in a green robe, with only about seven or eight layers of cultivation power, yet he showed no sign of fear when facing the man before him. Someone noticed a leaf-shaped pattern embroidered on the vendor's collar, and only then did the cultivators realize: he was indeed a disciple from the renowned cultivator family, Qin Ye Ling's Ye family—thus explaining his composure and confidence. On the stall between the two figures, there stood a yellow bowl with unusual patterns and a small, semi-transparent fabric-like object. This fabric-like item was creased and uneven, with frayed edges resembling something chewed by a dog. The only striking feature was that it occasionally flashed with a bright white light, which was quite unusual. Was this a fragment of a divine artifact? Upon seeing the actual item, many of the onlookers were deeply disappointed—far from the image they had expected. "This fragment is truly remarkable!" As long as an object is covered by it, the object instantly becomes invisible, with not a single trace of qi leaking out—yet it does not hinder the entry of qi from outside." The black-clad man spoke firmly and clearly to the vendor. Suddenly, he turned his sleeve downward and a silver mouse emerged from within. "A first-rank beast consumes golden mice!" Someone among the onlookers exclaimed the name of the creature, sparking a fresh wave of excitement. "Indeed, he's no ordinary tenth-floor master—able to capture even a first-rank beast!" Many murmured in admiration. At that moment, the man took the "cloth" and covered it over the silver mouse. Miraculously, both the silver mouse and the cloth instantly vanished. Even when several people used their heavenly eyes to observe, they found nothing. Seeing the astonishment on the crowd's faces, the man felt somewhat satisfied. Then, he suddenly reached down and grasped the spot where he had just been—now holding a fresh piece of "cloth" in his hand, while the white mouse immediately reappeared. "And this effect isn't limited to living things—it also applies to inanimate objects." "Having said that, the man produced a small knife, about an inch long, radiating vibrant qi, and placed it on the ground. He then covered it again with the 'cloth,' and just like before, it vanished completely—without a single trace of qi escaping." "Wonderful!" "Can it actually become invisible?" "Wow! Truly astonishing!" ...The onlookers began to chat and comment excitedly. "How about now? Your bowl is definitely worth the exchange!" the man said, after removing the cloth and securing the knife, addressing the vendor. "No exchange! To achieve invisibility, I simply need a basic to mid-level Disappearance Seal—after all, such a small item, can it hide my head or just my foot?" the vendor shook his head, speaking with a mocking tone. "You didn't tell me this before? This is a remnant of a divine artifact, crafted by a Condensation Stage or Yuan Yin Stage cultivator. Who else of the same level could possibly discern its hidden properties? How can a Disappearance Seal even compare?" the black-clad man said, growing increasingly agitated. "You're going on and on about it like it's magic!" I simply don't need this thing at all—what good is it to me? Go ahead and exchange it for thirty spiritual stones, or any other equivalent item!" the vendor said coldly.