After turning around and entering the hall, Han Li withdrew the jade scroll and gently pressed it against his forehead. Within just a moment, his expression changed. "The Tianyuan City is surprisingly vast—its size ranks only with the three major human settlements, such as Tianyuan City, and does not fall below them." After drawing back his divine awareness, Han Li's face grew increasingly uncertain. He stroked the jade scroll in his hand for a while before placing it away, then left the hall calmly and without haste. Regardless, he needed to first secure his dwelling at the Yu Que Pavilion, as Hua Wugui had mentioned that the matter might still involve some complications. This piqued his interest. Once he had located the pavilion's position on the map he had silently memorized, he immediately transformed into a streak of azure light and departed from the Feilin Hall. Passing swiftly by several towering spires in succession, Han Li quietly observed the various cultivators he encountered along the way. It was observed that cultivators wearing various types of armor frequently appeared near the great towers, but once they moved away from these towers, the cultivators encountered were no different from ordinary ones found elsewhere in the spiritual realm. It remained unclear whether these individuals removed their armor or were simply outsiders from outside Tianyuan City. However, one thing was certain: anyone entering or exiting the towers had to wear armor. Moreover, Han Li noticed that the armored cultivators moving in and out of the lower several levels of the towers were primarily those with physical cultivation expertise—specifically, those in yellow and white armor. Among them, the yellow-armor cultivators were all at the mid-level cultivation stage, while the white-armor ones were all at the higher levels. The number of these yellow and white-armor cultivators clearly surpassed those in black and blue armor who passed through the upper levels of the towers. This observation gave Han Li a sense of clarity. It seemed that the entire combat strength of Tianyuan City stemmed from these countless armored cultivators stationed within the towers, clearly differentiated by their armor—yellow, white, black, blue, and gold—according to their respective levels of strength. This is remarkably clear and concise! Han Li glanced at the towering structures and the armored soldiers, then without further hesitation, headed straight toward his destination. After flying for nearly half an hour, when he caught a glimpse of an unusually massive city wall in the distance, he suddenly lowered his light, settling down in front of a plain, three-story pavilion. Though the pavilion itself was unimpressive and unremarkable, quite a number of cultivators came and went. Within just a brief moment as Han Li paused to observe, no less than seven or eight cultivators vanished into the pavilion in the form of streaks of light. The plaque above the pavilion's main gate bore the elegant, flowing characters: "Yu Que Pavilion." Han Li studied the plaque intently before slowly stepping inside. The first floor featured a grand hall stretching dozens of zhangs in length, where several dozen cultivators stood, gazing at a large, luminous screen painted in a gentle green hue, hung at the far end of the hall. A scroll screen displayed a map stretching two zhang high and over ten zhang long, with silver glimmers flashing continuously, as if countless numbers were pulsing. Before the screen stood a middle-aged man in a green robe, with a warm smile. Han Li, with a single mental sweep, noticed that all the figures present were Yuan'ing stage cultivators, while the man in the green robe had already reached the Hua Shen stage. Suddenly, a slender elderly man approached, bowed respectfully to the man in the green robe, and then presented a black-lit iron plaque and a storage bracelet, both handed over with both hands. The man in the green robe glanced at the plaque casually, then examined the storage bracelet, and after a nod, flicked his hand—immediately the storage bracelet vanished, and he returned the iron plaque to the elderly man. The elder instantly stiffened, then reached out with one hand, grasping the plaque and stepping forward to the screen behind which stood a vast map. With a gentle flick, a thin streak of black surged from his hand and plunged into the silver luminous point marked "Two" on the map. As that point shimmered, the digit instantly changed from "Two" to "Three." The elder then stepped back immediately. Seeing this scene, Han Li ran a hand over his chin, finally beginning to grasp the meaning behind Zhao Wugui's words. It seemed that finding a suitable abode would not be easy—it would likely require competition among others. "Senior, are you also seeking a suitable spiritual site to establish your abode?" A clear and pleasant voice suddenly came from beside Han Li. Han Li maintained his composure but slowly turned to face the speaker. There stood a tall, graceful young woman, respectfully positioned by the side. Though her cultivation level was only at the Foundation stage, her appearance as a serving maid made her presence quite natural. "Indeed, I am looking for a suitable location. However, I am not entirely satisfied with this spiritual mountain," Han Li replied calmly. "Senior, you are a Huashen cultivator, aren't you? A place on the first floor is merely for receiving the Black Iron Guards. You should surely go to the second floor." The woman smiled sweetly. "How do you know I am a Huashen cultivator? With your current level, you should not be able to discern my cultivation stage." Han Li's eyes flashed with a sudden chill. "Senior, please don't be surprised. Though my cultivation level is still low, I am equipped with specialized spiritual pressure discs. As long as the seniors aren't deliberately concealing their aura, they will naturally be detectable." The fair woman was startled at first, but then raised her hand, revealing a disc about the size of a palm on her wrist. Silver characters shimmered on its surface—clearly, they were also silver frog script. Han Li examined the disc and felt a bit puzzled. It seemed that some ancient ancestor of the human race had mastered the Jinque Yushu, a treatise on array and artifact crafting, and had now applied it so thoroughly that it was being used across all aspects of Tianyuan City. Thus, many of his fundamental understandings of the outside world would now have to be revised, and he would need to gradually deepen his knowledge. Otherwise, if someone were to outmaneuver him unexpectedly, he might not even know where the problem lay. Of course, Han Li naturally didn't show any surprise. He merely nodded to the young woman and followed her up a side staircase to the second floor of the pavilion. Han Li took a deep breath, bowed respectfully to the tall man in purple robes from a distance, and then, under the guidance of the fair young woman, settled into a chair. The woman, like the other attendants, stood quietly behind him, silent and respectful. After glancing at the others, Han Li turned his gaze to the map before him, which was almost entirely green. Though it depicted several mountain ranges of Tianyuan City, the silver numbers appearing on the map were clearly much smaller than those on the map below, and most of them were either "one" or "two." The highest number, a "four," appeared only once—indicating just one such location. Han Li paused thoughtfully. Then, after a moment, he waved to the attendant behind him and calmly instructed, "I'm not very familiar with the nearby spiritual lands. Could you please explain the details shown on this map?" "Yes, sir." This map encompasses three mountain ranges under the jurisdiction of Tianyuan City. The central range, Cuilong Mountain, possesses the richest spiritual energy and hosts the greatest number of senior cultivators at the Huashen stage, as well as producing several unique medicinal herbs. This time, two senior Huashen cultivators failed to survive their celestial calamities and perished, while one reached the end of their lifespan and naturally transformed into a still form. Accordingly, according to regulation, their respective spiritual domains have been reclaimed, resulting in the most intense competition among the claimants. The second range, Tianyun Mountain, is slightly less favorable, though it still offers numerous suitable spiritual domains for senior Huashen cultivators—though naturally, its spiritual energy falls short compared to that of Cuilong Mountain. As for the final range, Qionla Mountain, which originally belonged to Yuanying cultivators and has only recently been assigned to the Huashen seniors, its spiritual energy may prove somewhat insufficient for them. However, the mountain's spiritual pavilions are the most sparsely distributed, and the seniors currently possess exceptionally vast territories, allowing each of them to independently control expansive domains spanning tens of thousands of miles. The fair young woman proved exceptionally competent, quietly explaining in detail to Han Li. "Ah, now I understand!" Han Li nodded slowly, his gaze continually shifting across the screen. The fair woman then gracefully stepped back to the rear, though her eyes remained drawn to Han Li, lingering on him with interest. The man before her appeared to be in his twenties, yet he was a Huashen cultivator—an achievement that, though she had encountered many Huashen cultivators in the Yu Que Pavilion, still stirred a sense of curiosity in her. Suddenly, a plump man dressed as a magistrate stepped forward, briskly approached, and with both hands respectfully presented a silk box along with a jade pendant of a soft, misty green hue to the purple-robed official, then said, "Recently, I received a silver Immortal mushroom that has undergone four thousand years of cultivation. Would you kindly assess whether it qualifies for a suitable spiritual site?" "A silver Immortal mushroom with four thousand years of cultivation—indeed, that is no ordinary matter. I shall take a moment to consider this." The purple-robed man said nothing in particular, lifted the jade pendent and the silk box simultaneously, and opened the lid. As soon as the lid was lifted, a gentle silver glow emanated from within, accompanied by a refreshing aroma of herbs and plants that instantly invigorated the spirit. Even Han Li, who had witnessed countless medicinal herbs, could not help but acknowledge that this was indeed an exceptionally rare and precious elixir. "Hmm, four thousand years may still be lacking a few centuries of heat, but it's quite sufficient now. This time, you've earned your place." The purple-robed man studied the medicinal herb inside the silk box for a while, then finally gave a somewhat reluctant nod. (Second update!)