"What does this mean?" The other cultivators, witnessing this scene, were equally stunned. Han Li smiled slightly, holding the wooden chest firmly in one hand while lightly tapping his storage pouch with the other, sending another jade box flying toward the woman. "I'm only interested in the magical marrow drills. Everything else is out of the question." The female cultivator instinctively reached out to receive the jade box, but spoke slowly. "Why don't you take a moment to examine the contents of the box first before making that statement?" Han Li said with confidence. Curious, the woman opened the lid just a crack, glanced inside casually, and then immediately gasped, her voice filled with delight. "Excellent! The Five Elements Jade go to you." With a bright, relaxed laugh, she swiftly closed the lid half-way, neatly tucked the box away, and then walked back as if nothing had happened. The surrounding cultivators, however, were all left bewildered. They hadn't seen what was inside the third jade box that Han Li had presented, and thus found it puzzling that this woman unexpectedly agreed to the trade of the Five Element Jade Orbs. Many of them wondered why. Some speculated whether Han Li might have actually brought out the third Magmatic Drift Crystal. But having one person produce two such crystals was already astonishing; to produce a third was truly breathtaking. Most still believed it unlikely, thinking instead that Han Li had presented some other treasure to win over this female cultivator. Nevertheless, despite this, numerous varied glances—ranging from admiration to envy and even ill will—followed Han Li closely. Though the voice sounded entirely unlike what one would expect, for the cultivators, changing their tone of voice was as easy as eating meals. With a quick mental effort, Han Li still couldn't help his pupils flashing with a blue glow. While the divine clarity of his spiritual sight couldn't fully penetrate the haze, it now allowed him to see the figure much more clearly than before. Yet, Han Li looked utterly puzzled. Though the image wasn't yet fully convincing, this female cultivator seemed genuinely to be the Tianlan Saint Maiden. However, this woman lacked Han Li's spiritual sight, and despite Han Li having altered his voice—something that should have revealed his identity—she had not noticed at all. She now happily returned to her seat with Han Li's third magic marrow drill. Han Li felt both embarrassed and helpless. The materials he had struggled so hard to obtain had ultimately ended up in the hands of his rivals—what a bitter irony! Han Li felt an inexplicable strangeness in his heart, yet his hands moved with unwavering speed, neatly securing the Five-Element Jade and the Bing Jing, and then proceeding to his seat. He didn't care where these materials came from—having finally achieved his objectives and unexpectedly obtained such a substantial amount of Bing Jing, he now saved himself from numerous future complications. This quantity of Bing Jing was sufficient to complete the majority of the sword array's crafting, and with only a little more collection later, he could reforge thirty-six Qingzhú Fēngyún Swords. This filled him with great satisfaction. Subsequently, thirty or forty more cultivators came forward to exchange their treasures, but clearly, since materials of the same rank—such as the Magic髓Drill and the Five-Element Jade—had already been presented, all of them appeared indifferent, generally handling the exchanges in a hurried, perfunctory manner. Few actually succeeded in securing anything of value. Although a few fine items were later revealed, they failed to spark further interest among the other cultivators. Finally, after one cultivator returned to his seat, no one else approached. The white-robed figure who had originally presided over the exchange session observed the scene calmly and then walked back to the jade table without a word. "Since all of you have completed your exchanges," said this person with composed ease, "now let us begin the auction of the final treasure of this exchange session—the most precious item of the entire gathering." With that, he suddenly clasped his hands together and gave two soft, crisp taps. Instantly, a shimmer of spiritual light emanated from the entrance of the hall, and two male cultivators stepped forward. To everyone's surprise, neither of these two cultivators carried any talismans or seals—both revealed their true forms and walked directly toward the center. The cultivators present were momentarily stirred. Most of them recognized the two immediately—they were the venerable elder with the black hat, and the middle-aged man who had previously appeared at a noble household in the imperial city. One was at the initial stage of Yuan Ying cultivation, the other at the mid-stage. Both were well-known Yuan Ying-level elders frequently dispatched by the royal Ye family to engage with external parties. While most of the monastics were puzzled, a few had already anticipated this development and found it entirely natural. They had received advance notice and had originally come to the exchange gathering specifically for this treasure—now their spirits were clearly lifted. At this moment, the elder with the black hat had already stepped several paces to the table, nodded respectfully to the figure within the silver mist, and then turned to face the gathering of monastics, speaking slowly: "Needless to say, I'm sure most of you already know us well. I'll keep this brief. This precious artifact is one that our Ye family has painstakingly crafted over a century, investing countless human and material resources. However, recently several of our allied sects have simultaneously requested to purchase it from us." As for any of these sects, we the Ye family cannot afford to offend or refuse them. In the end, after deliberation among our elders, we have decided to auction off this precious artifact at the current exchange gathering, to see if any of our guests has the fortune to secure such a rare treasure. As soon as the middle-aged man with a square face finished speaking, he turned and gave a subtle glance to the elder wearing a dark hat. The elder slowly withdrew a square box about a foot long from his sleeve, gazing at it with a touch of reluctance before finally biting his lip and handing it over to the figure in silver mist. "Heh, since the matter has already been largely settled at the beginning, I won't waste any more words. Let everyone now get a clear view of this treasure's true form," the figure in white mist chuckled lightly, then gently shook the jade box in her hands. Instantly, the lid of the box shot skyward, and gradually, a brilliant yellow glow, the size of a clenched fist, rose from within. As soon as the glow emerged from the box, it seemed to come alive—swelling and contracting with a gentle, resonant hum, like a soft, steady thrum. At this sight, the figure in the silver mist pressed her hands firmly, chanting a series of incantations in succession. Then, she pointed sharply at the yellow glow, issuing a low, resonant cry. The luminous orb flashed several times, spun once on its axis, and then gradually contracted, revealing its true form—a small, earth-yellow seal only a few inches in size. The seal was square and smooth, warm and lustrous like jade. However, as the light flickered intermittently, subtle patterns of fine silver and gold incantation arrays gradually emerged on its surface, appearing in layers. Strangely, each time the light flashed, the characters of these arrays changed completely, and upon closer inspection, they appeared profoundly intricate and mysterious. Moreover, while the aura emanating from the seal was calm and steady, its depth and richness were so immense that everyone who sensed it could not help but grow visibly alarmed. "This artifact is known as the Pingshan Seal, crafted in imitation of the ancient celestial divine relic, the 'Heaven-Hand Seal.' " According to the test personally conducted by Ye family cultivator, although this treasure only achieves about one-tenth to one-twelfth of the power of the Heavenly Seal, it is absolutely capable of opening and leveling the Plain Mountain. Even if the cultivator's level is sufficient and can fully unleash the treasure's potential, achieving three-tenths of the Heavenly Seal's power is not impossible. However, such an approach would significantly damage the treasure, so it is best not to attempt it lightly. As the figure in the white mist slowly spoke, they skillfully manipulated the Plain Mountain Seal before them, causing it to expand and contract continuously. The astonishing power, shimmering with a yellowish-gold light, stirred profound excitement among all the cultivators in the hall. Moreover, even without this demonstration, the very designation—“a replica of a Celestial Immortal Treasure”—was enough to underscore the treasure's exceptional nature. Regardless of whether they were previously familiar with this treasure, every cultivator was intently focused on this small seal. Upon hearing the phrase “replica of a Celestial Immortal Treasure,” Han Li found himself momentarily stunned. He had exerted so much effort gathering materials from all over, yet had not yet collected all the necessary components for refining his Three-Flame Fan—when he never expected that already at this exchange gathering, a replica of a Celestial Divine Treasure had appeared. This left Han Li deeply frustrated. Unfortunately, his knowledge of Celestial Divine Treasures was limited, and he knew nothing at all about the so-called "Seal of Heaven's Command." He simply did not know whether, once his Three-Flame Fan was successfully crafted, it would surpass the existing treasure in strength and power. "Hmm, quite as I expected. I truly hope I can finally perfect the Three-Flame Fan sooner rather than later. With this treasure in hand, I believe I should no longer fear even cultivators at the late Yuan-Ying stage." Han Li nodded silently and murmured in reply. As for the other major sects and great families producing a few replica versions of celestial immortal treasures, I would not find it at all surprising. Otherwise, how could these major sects have remained standing and unshaken for so long?