Inside the Tianji Pavilion, Han Li observed that the Ti Hun beast seemed unlikely to be completely consumed by the corpse flames within a short time. After careful consideration, he finally enclosed both the Ti Hun beast and the Jingshan Dome within his Lingshou Bag and stepped out. Upon returning to the main hall and returning the pavilion to the middle-aged female cultivator, Han Li proceeded to the plaza. It was now late afternoon, and suddenly, half of the cultivators had dispersed to the adjacent stone pavilion across the way, attending the auction. Han Li made no hesitation and simply walked steadily toward the other pavilion. Two white-robed cultivators stood at the entrance of this pavilion. As soon as Han Li approached, one of them bowed and said, "Esteemed guest, to prevent overcrowding, attendees are required to pay three spiritual stones as entry fee for the auction." Hearing this, Han Li smiled and, without further words, reached into his storage bag, producing three low-level spiritual stones, which he then handed over. The two cultivators immediately beamed, took the spiritual stones, and promptly offered Han Li a jade plate about the size of a palm, then stepped aside to open the entrance. Han Li glanced at the jade plate in his hands, noting a silver numeral "243" clearly marked at its center. Without showing any surprise, he calmly walked in. After passing through a corridor over twenty zhang long, four more cultivators appeared on the other side, behind them stood a luminous, softly white gate. Upon seeing Han Li approach, the four exchanged a few glances but remained completely expressionless, speaking nothing. Han Li paid them no attention and simply walked past, pushing open the gate to enter the main hall. As soon as he stepped inside, he heard a man's voice speaking loudly. "Five hundred years of phoenix tail flower, now priced at seven hundred and ninety spiritual stones. Good, no other cultivators have stepped in to bid. This medicinal herb shall be the property of this guest." Please have the guest numbered 130 go to the back shortly to pay for the spiritual stones and collect the medicinal herbs. At this moment, Han Li finally noticed that the hall was filled with over two hundred and thirty people, each seated at a table with an identical jade plate displaying faint silver digits—clear and readable to anyone. In front of the stone hall, a middle-aged man dressed in blue robes, with a vigorous and composed demeanor, was holding an open jade box and speaking loudly. Inside the box was a vibrant purple spiritual flower. The elderly man, slightly overweight, seated among the crowd, had just confirmed the auction result and immediately stood up with a joyful expression, hurrying toward a side entrance with evident eagerness. Han Li, remaining calm, glanced around and then walked toward an empty seat nearby. The tables and chairs, as pure and snowy as jade yet not quite jade, piqued Han Li's interest. After sitting down, he ran his fingers over the white table before him and was pleasantly surprised to feel a gentle warmth. "This...," Han Li thought back through his memory of various jade-like materials, yet had never encountered anything like this before. A slight expression of surprise creased his lips. "Have you never seen warm stone before, friend?" a woman's voice suddenly came from the side, carrying a hint of gentle amusement. "Warm stone?" Han Li turned to look, realizing that the two cultivators seated beside him were young women with remarkably similar appearances—almost like twin sisters. Their robes were one yellow and one green, neither lacking in grace nor beauty, though they certainly caught the eye. The one speaking was the green-robed woman sitting closer to Han Li, who found his clumsy gesture of touching the table rather endearing and teased him lightly. "Sister, please don't speak so casually. Friend, please don't mind." "My younger cousin has just begun her journey abroad, and if her words fall short in any way, I hope you will forgive her." The other woman, slightly older in appearance, quickly apologized. Cousin! Not a full sibling—this was somewhat unexpected for Han Li, yet such youthful achievement in establishing a foundational stage suggested both girls possessed exceptional potential. Thinking this, Han Li smiled gently and said, "Not at all. I've only heard of 'Wen Yu' before; it's truly the first time I've seen a stone of this kind. Do you know its specific origin? This should not be a common material, surely—otherwise, given that I've been practicing in a remote region, I would have been familiar with it." "Wen Yu is certainly not comparable to Wen Shi. It's natural that you were unaware of this material. After all, this unique stone is a specialty of the Snow Ridge Mountains and is rarely found elsewhere." Yet this material, aside from being exceptionally white and warm rather than cool, was no different from ordinary stone when compared to other common stone materials. Indeed, in the worldly realm, it was naturally a bit more valuable than ordinary jade. "Ah, now I understand," said the other yellow-robed woman, smiling and explaining to Han Li. "Thank you so much for the clarification, Daoist friend." Han Li nodded with a look of sudden clarity, then settled himself upright and serious, attentively watching the senior man auction off the next top-tier artifact. Han Li's demeanor drew a slight glance from the green-robed woman, who seemed slightly dismissive, her lips twitching as if ready to speak, but was silenced by her elder sister's stern gaze. Han Li remained completely unaware of all this, quietly observing one after another artifact and medicinal herb being auctioned off. Although the auction events hosted by local gentry families here might not be particularly refined—indeed, they could even be considered relatively modest—Han Li deliberately intended to gain insights into the price differences between the medicinal herbs and magical artifacts in the Great Jin realm and those in Tiannan, so as to better prepare for future sourcing of rare materials. After observing the proceedings with a calm eye, Han Li finally gained a clear understanding. It was evident that both medicinal herbs and magical artifacts in the Great Jin were significantly more expensive than those in Tiannan, especially for slightly rarer items. He then immediately grasped the reason. Though the Great Jin covered an area ten times larger than Tiannan, its cultivation system was well-established and likely boasted a far greater number of cultivators—this resulted in a more pronounced shortage of magical items and medicinal materials compared to Tiannan. Nevertheless, relatively speaking, the Great Jin remained rich and abundant, possessing many rare materials that had never been seen in Tiannan or even the Chaotian Sea. In particular, during this brief period, several medicinal plants and crafting materials—some of which he had no idea about their specific uses—had already been introduced. This brought a great delight to Han Li's heart. It seemed now that, if he visited a few more top-tier markets of the Great Jin realm, he would surely be able to gather the rare materials he needed. As Han Li was pondering this, a middle-aged man on the stage suddenly had someone bring out a tray, upon which three deep-red crystals were displayed. The red glow of these crystals shimmered so vividly that it appeared as if roaring flames were burning fiercely—highly striking. "Three Fire-Melt Crystals—excellent materials for crafting top-tier fire-based artifacts, priced at 500 spirit stones. Any friend interested may place a bid," the middle-aged man in blue robes smiled, announcing the name, purpose, and price of the items. Han Li glanced at them casually, intending to shift his gaze, but suddenly his eyes narrowed and he murmured softly, "What? Han, young man! With your financial standing, how could you possibly find these crystals appealing?" The voice of the Daxian Immortal came lazily. "Crystals? Even you, elder, might have missed something." Han Li, with a light smile conveyed through his divine awareness, suddenly announced a price of "six hundred spirit stones" for the three crystals, thus joining the bidding. "Is there something special about these three crystals? Though my cultivation has been completely lost, my awareness remains intact—I truly don't believe I've missed anything." The Great Derivation Sovereign expressed his skepticism. "In terms of experience and insight, I must admit I fall far short. However, when it comes specifically to my understanding of phoenix elixirs, I wouldn't claim to be unmatched, though I suspect there aren't many in the world who surpass me." Han Li spoke with an oddly confident tone. "How does this relate to phoenix elixirs?" the Great Derivation Sovereign asked, startled by Han Li's assurance. If he hadn't known Han Li to be a man of genuine sincerity, he might have immediately suspected that Han Li was losing his grip on reality. "Nevertheless, since you've said this, you must have some reasoning behind it." Yet, if there's no convincing reason, I still find it hard to believe these three fire-melt crystals hold any special significance. After all, not only have I failed to notice any unusual qualities in them, but the cultivators responsible for evaluating the materials at the auction are all seasoned experts—how could they have missed such a common and unremarkable substance? After a brief pause, the Grand Lord of Daxian still seemed unconvinced. Upon hearing the Grand Lord's skepticism, a gentle smile played at Han Li's lips, and he announced a new, higher price, finally causing the other bidders to halt their offers and step back. "Very well, eight hundred spirit stones. These three fire-melt crystals shall now go to the 243rd cultivator. Please proceed to the inner hall to settle the payment and collect the crystals." The man, delighted by the favorable price, glanced at the jade tray displaying the figures on Han Li's table before declaring it aloud. Upon hearing this, Han Li immediately picked up the tray and rose to walk toward a side gate. There was already a white-robed cultivator at the Qi stage waiting. As soon as Han Li arrived, he immediately led him through a few turns to a small hall in the rear pavilion, where they took seats. A moment later, a female cultivator in the appearance of a servant served a cup of spiritual tea and then withdrew. Han Li glanced at the tea but did not drink it, instead calmly observing the arrangement of the hall.