Upon hearing the elder's words, the plump cultivator exhaled a quiet breath, smiled warmly, and expressed his gratitude. Then, using his jade pendant, he gently touched the floating luminous point bearing the character "Four." As a single strand of silken thread entered, the original "Four" shimmered and instantly transformed into "Five." It seemed this cultivator had also identified the prime spiritual site of "Cui Tang Mountain" and was now betting on it. Seeing the plump cultivator had chosen this spot, the other several seated cultivators all grew visibly alarmed—those who had harbored similar intentions now abandoned their original plans. After all, the plump cultivator was a late-stage Shen Sheng cultivator, whose cultivation level far surpassed that of the others present. Once he had settled, he calmly returned to his seat, as if still contemplating the choices of others. Yet because of his choice, the remaining cultivators ultimately made their decisions as well, with two more stepping out to select two spiritual plots at nearby Tianyun Mountain—one of which already had inhabitants, while the other was entirely empty. After securing their plots, these two immediately drifted gracefully down the stairs. The remaining cultivators, however, all frowned deeply, clearly still undecided. At this moment, Han Li suddenly stood up from his seat and walked toward the purple-robed cultivator. The others were slightly taken aback. After all, Han Li had only recently arrived, and to have already made such a swift decision naturally surprised them. With one hand, Han Li gently brushed his storage bracelet, producing a pale white jade box in his hands. He smiled, offering both the box and his jade pendant to the purple-robed man. The purple-robed man did not immediately reach for the box. After glancing at Han Li, he said calmly: “Have you heard that a newly arrived cultivator from the city, named Han, has recently achieved transcendence? Is that you?” "Your grace truly keeps abreast of the latest developments—exactly as I thought," said Han Li, his expression calm despite a subtle sense of alertness. "Since that's the case, Master Han must be selecting his dwelling for the first time. In that case, no offering is required—only the choice of a suitable spiritual land." The scholarly man in purple robes smiled warmly at Han Li, a rare gesture. "Thank you so much for your guidance!" Han Li was momentarily taken aback, then composed himself with a graceful smile and took the jade box from his hands. Those who were observing Han Li's actions were immediately stirred upon seeing the location he had chosen—it was precisely a spot on Qionglaishan, a mountain renowned for its inferior spiritual energy. While it was not unusual for Han Li, at his early stage of Huashen cultivation, to select such a mountain, several other spiritual sites on the same mountain were equally unoccupied. Yet Han Li had chosen a particularly unremarkable, spiritually sparse location. This decision left many puzzled. The purple-robed man was equally surprised, studying the spiritual plot on the screen for a moment before frowning. "When I first arrived in the spiritual realm, all I wanted was a place to settle down. I didn't intend to compete with any of my fellow cultivators for anything. This location may not be ideal, but I believe no one else would claim it." Han Li replied calmly. "Then, if that's your intention, I'll agree. Once the mark is made, no one can alter it anymore." Upon hearing Han Li's words, the purple-robed man glanced at him with a slightly unusual expression before waving his hand, his voice returning to its usual relaxed tone. Han Li, unbothered, bowed slightly and returned to his seat, intending to watch a bit longer. Another cultivator stood up and began to walk toward the purple-robed man, preparing to select a spiritual plot. But at that moment, a sudden sound of footsteps echoed, and a person appeared on the second floor without any attendant guiding them. The second-floor cultivators all stared in surprise, their faces filled with astonishment. Only the most senior cultivator, the plump man, brightened upon seeing this guest and greeted warmly, "Ah, it's Master Wang! I didn't expect you'd also be interested in vying for the spiritual land this time!" The blue-robed man's attitude toward a late-stage cultivator clearly indicated he had some grounds for his stance. "Master Wang is jesting," the plump man said, stroking his broad chin with a look of mild puzzlement. "You now reside in your dwelling within a first-rate spiritual land—what need have you for changing again?" "Heh," the blue-robed man chuckled, giving a vague reply. "Recently, I've been planning to cultivate a new secret technique. While I don't place much emphasis on spiritual energy, I require a vast expanse of spiritual land—otherwise, my cultivation would become quite troublesome. Thus, I must temporarily relocate my spiritual land." The golden-robed man's face lit up with sudden clarity, though whether he truly believed this remained a matter for the heavens to know. Upon hearing the exchange between the two, Han Li furrowed his brows slightly, then composed himself and resumed his calm demeanor. The blue-robed man then took a few steps toward the purple-robed elder, standing at a respectful distance before bowing and respectfully said, "Greetings, Master Jiao. My master has entrusted me to extend his greetings to you." "Hello? With the grumpy disposition of the old master of the sound of the bell, how could he have said such a thing? Nevertheless, your master has already survived six great heavenly calamities—perhaps he has even managed to slip through the seventh unscathed." The man in purple robes said with a cold smile. The middle-aged man nodded in agreement, then glanced at the map on the screen. As his eyes settled on a specific figure that had already appeared, his expression suddenly darkened. "This Qionglaishan is so remote and special—how could anyone have chosen it? Jin brother, you were here just now—do you know who made this selection?" The old man with the surname Wang didn't dare ask the robes-wearing man anything, but suddenly turned to the plump man named Jin, at the same time extending one hand and pointing into the air toward the screen. Instantly, a pale, misty dot appeared at a certain spot on the map. Upon seeing where the dot had landed, the plump man's face immediately took on a strange expression, and he instinctively glanced toward Han Li. Noticing Jin's demeanor, the blue-robed man immediately turned and slowly walked over, carefully examining Han Li. "It was you who chose this site!" he said, his tone cold and with a hint of pride, as he observed that Han Li's cultivation was only at the initial stage. "You too have taken a liking to this place." Han Li remained silent for a moment before responding calmly. "Hmph. The secret technique I've been cultivating is most suited to that particular spiritual land. If you're wise, you'll proactively yield this place. Otherwise, don't expect me to be lenient when things come to a clash," the man with a stern expression said, his threatening tone unmistakable. Han Li found himself at a loss. He had deliberately chosen a location with sparse spiritual energy to avoid conflicts and disturbances in the city of Tianyuan, as he was fully focused on his cultivation and wished to avoid forming any rivalries that might interfere with his pursuit of the Dao. He had never anticipated that such a quiet, unobtrusive approach would draw active attention from others. To him, this was truly a source of irony. A flash of blue light flickered in his pupils, and his gaze quickly swept over the others. He noticed the man in purple robes sitting calmly in his chair, eyes never lifting, showing no intention to engage in the matter at all. As for the other cultivators, their glances toward Han Li grew somewhat scornful. "Senior, if I choose to forgo this selection, shall I still have the opportunity to pick another spiritual land?" Han Li calmly asked the robes-wearing man. "No. The number of spiritual lands is inherently limited, and each person is only granted one chance to compete for one. Should you fail, you'll have to wait another century before attempting to claim a vacant one!" The robes-wearing man spoke with impassive composure, showing no willingness to compromise. Hearing this, Han Li sighed gently. To have to wait another century to establish his abode—this would be utterly unbearable for him, who urgently needed to mature medicinal herbs and produce large quantities of pills. Just then, the man with a furrowed brow sneered and added, "Even if you wait a century, it's still better than being forcibly downgraded in cultivation stage. Should your friend disregard my advice, heh…." Upon hearing this, Han Li raised a brow, smiling instead of being angered. "I cannot accept your request." In my opinion, it would be better if you seek another place to cultivate. I don't wish to offend Brother Wang at all. Should I happen to make a mistake at any moment...” Han Li said this with such ease, though he only half-expressed the latter part of his sentence. Yet anyone could clearly sense the direct and somewhat blunt tone beneath it. Everyone's faces instantly grew strange, and they all stood utterly still.