The tall man with green eyes, as soon as he landed near the Yuanmagnetic Mountain, immediately spewed out a cascade of silver light from his gourd, which spiraled and danced around the massive beast below before suddenly solidifying into several large silver characters, vanishing instantly into the body of the giant creature. Instantly, the transparent giant emitted a layer of silver glow throughout its entire form, followed by a sudden, dramatic contraction in size—within a moment, it had shrunk down to the size of a fist. Strange indeed, the Yuanmagnetic Mountain itself began to shrink as well, shrinking in perfect synchrony, leaving the giant with no chance to escape. At this moment, the gourd once again released a surge of silver mist, enveloping the now-shrunk giant. Meanwhile, Han Li, at just the right moment, gently pointed his finger from afar, and the black mountain slowly rose, swiftly transforming the giant into a sphere of white light that was then drawn into the gourd. The tall man hurriedly sealed the gourd and affixed a golden seal upon it. Only then did he exhale in relief. The others had also retrieved their treasures and landed on the ground, yet when they looked at Han Li, they all Having witnessed the display of skill just now, everyone knew that this newly appointed captain possessed profound abilities, far beyond an ordinary Shenshen Stage cultivator. This brought them great joy and also inspired genuine respect for Han Li. "Rest a little longer, then continue on our way," Han Li said as he folded the Yuanmagnet Mountain into his sleeve—only these words to the group. Then he turned and walked to a corner, settled into a meditative posture, and closed his eyes. The others naturally had no objections and dispersed to rest again, restoring the energy they had expended earlier. Yet the Xu Xian, however, remained in place, motionless. After a moment's hesitation, she suddenly approached Han Li, bowed slightly, and spoke softly: "Thank you, Master, for your timely rescue just now—otherwise, my Ice Crystal Sword would have truly been destroyed." "Ice Crystal Sword! Is your flying sword crafted from a jade of ten thousand years' age?" Han Li opened his eyes, studied her carefully, and asked calmly. "Your insight is truly brilliant; indeed, my flying swords are mostly crafted from pyrocrystal!" Xu Xianzi felt a sudden sense of reverence and acknowledged it. "Since you're wielding swords of such extreme cold, your cultivation technique must be of the ice nature. Then I'd like to mention one person—do you know her?" Han Li's eyes flashed several times as he slowly spoke. "Please go on, Master," Xuan Xianzi paused slightly, but quickly responded. "There is an ancient cultivator named Bing Po Xianzi, who specializes in an extremely cold cultivation method and has already achieved the rank of a flying-ascending cultivator. Do you know her?" Han Li, gazing intently into the pair of luminous, star-like eyes before him, whispered the words, his lips slightly trembling. The moment he first saw her, he had a distinct sense of familiarity. After careful reflection, he realized that her eyes were almost identical to the pair of eyes that had appeared when the cultivators of Xiao Ji Palace in the Human Realm had summoned the founding patriarch, Bing Po Xianzi, during the opening of the Virtual Spiritual Hall. Though merely light and shadow, the ice essence maiden's eyes shimmered with radiant hues, gleaming like stars—so bright and memorable that he had never forgotten them. Now, seeing her again, he noticed her ice-based divine techniques and her法宝 crafted from prime jade, so he approached with a mere hope of a try, casually asking, "Maiden of Ice Essence! That was an ancestor of our Xu family from long ago. How did the elder know of her? Could it be that the elder and the ancestor hailed from the same lower realm?" Xu, surprised, transmitted her astonishment. "Heh, we don't exactly know each other well. However, my achievements today owe much to the benefits I received from your ancestor during my time in the lower realm. As for your flying sword—why doesn't it entirely consist of jade of a thousand years' age? Then, its power could surely increase by at least half." With a calm, gentle smile, Han explained briefly and then, suddenly shifting the topic, said, "The elder is jesting." Although the ten-thousand-year-old pyrite jade from the wild, untamed world cannot compare with the very highest-grade materials there, gathering such a large quantity is no easy task. The current amount of pyrite jade that the flying sword can absorb is the result of the junior generation's relentless efforts to acquire it one by one. Xu Xianzi was initially surprised by the connection between Han Li and her own ancestor, yet answered honestly to the questions posed. "Ah, so that's the case. I happen to have some ten-thousand-year-old pyrite jade myself, enough to completely reforge the flying sword. Since Xu Xianzi and Bingpo Xianzi are truly connected, I shall gift this to my esteemed friend. This will also settle a personal favor with you!" After a brief pause, Han Li said this. Then, with a simple gesture of his hand toward his storage bracelet, a flash of white light appeared, and a translucent jade box, about a foot in size, materialized in his hands, which he handed over. "Thank you so much for your generous gift!" The female cultivator's face lit up with delight, quickly expressing her gratitude and accepting the box, opening the lid. She gasped in surprise. To their surprise, the jade box contained four perfectly crafted white crystalline stones, each about the size of a clenched fist, radiating a cool, milky glow throughout. These precious stones were not only sufficient to allow her to refine her flying sword anew, but even the remaining materials could be used to create another jade artifact. The female cultivator's eyes flashed with warmth as she took the box and bowed deeply once more to Han Li. Han Li waved a hand, appearing completely unconcerned, and closed his eyes again. Since virtually all the items—such as the Xutian Cauldron, the Cold Essence, and the Extreme Cold Flame—were closely tied to the Ice Spirit Princess, he had naturally benefited from her when he had unexpectedly received these gifts. Now, by simply assisting her descendants, he was settling a personal favor. This would naturally reduce a potential vulnerability in her mind during her next heart-mist trial. With the precious treasure now secured, the Xuxian Princess naturally chose to step aside and quietly departed. The group of figures, including the bearded man with green eyes, also observed Han Li's and the woman's interactions closely. Han Li presented a jade box, and the young woman immediately beamed with joy, her previously composed and cold demeanor completely transformed. Everyone was naturally curious, yet no one dared to ask anything directly. After resting for several hours, upon Han Li's instruction to set out, the group resumed their journey. Along the way, no further ethnic groups were encountered. Once they completed their inspection route, they arrived at the pre-designated location to meet a specially dispatched Golden Court vessel. The group split into two waves and boarded the spiritual boat, which directly transported them back to Tianyuan City. Having encountered the foreign people and captured a wild beast tamed by a barbarian human, Han Li and his companions received a generous reward after handing over the transparent giant creature to the "Hall of Divine Spirits." According to regulation, each patrol was followed by a six-month rest period, and after every ten-year cycle, the patrol zones would be randomly reassigned. Han Li, having completed his first巡视 and received a pill known as "Mingchen Pill," took it and swallowed it immediately. Afterwards, the team dispersed within the hall of their quarters. The bearded man and others bid Han Li farewell and departed on their own. As the Xu-family female cultivator was bidding him farewell, she suddenly mentioned a detail that stirred Han Li's interest: "Master, two days from now marks the annual auction of wild-terrain items held by our city's auction house—three years in duration. Would Master also like to attend?" "Wild-terrain items! Indeed, Master is mistaken. To even participate in this auction, one must at least be a Hua Shen cultivator of Master's caliber. I, a Yuan Ying cultivator, simply lack the qualification. Moreover, each of these wild-terrain items is priced at a premium—far beyond what someone of my standing could hope to achieve. Perhaps Master might consider attending and taking a chance." The female cultivator smiled gently, saying this. "Thank you for the information, Daoqing. I might indeed take a look." Han Li said indifferently. Upon seeing that her interest had been accepted, the Xu-family woman said nothing further, and respectfully excused herself, departing. As Han Li watched her retreating figure, his eyes unconsciously narrowed slightly. Even if the woman had not mentioned the auction event, he had no intention of leaving the city immediately. Since arriving in the Spiritual Realm, he had not yet begun gathering suitable herbal formulas and medicinal herbs—his original plan had been to take action after this patrol. Now, with an auction of wild, exotic items scheduled, it was a perfect opportunity to gain some firsthand experience. After all, he had long heard remarkable tales about these strange wild items. With these thoughts in mind, Han Li left the massive stone tower at a steady pace and instantly transformed into a streak of light, heading directly toward the market town marked on the map. The market district of Tianyuan City naturally boasts an immense scale, offering nearly all rare materials found across the three realms and seven tribes. Periodically, some wild, untamed items also emerge, further enhancing the vibrant atmosphere. Guards from within the city and visitors alike move in and out continuously throughout the day. What is even more remarkable is that the massive luminous screen separating the human and elven clans passes precisely through the heart of the market, dividing it into two halves. Yet, right at the center of the market, a grand hall has been established, directly connecting both human and elven regions, enabling the two clans to freely exchange materials or wild items. After all, certain items may serve little purpose for one clan but hold exceptional value for the other. The auction house occupies a side pavilion within this grand hall. Han Li's ethereal light settled directly onto a street within the market district, and upon spotting a nearby pharmacy, he simply entered and proceeded to stroll in. "This senior, what would you like to see? Though our shop is modest in size, we carry a wide variety of medicinal herbs and remedies." The pharmacy was not large, housing only one middle-aged manager at the Jue Dan stage of cultivation and two assistants at the Zhu Ji stage, with no other guests present. Upon seeing Han Li, a Qingming Guard, enter, the manager immediately smiled warmly and rose to greet him personally. "Any prescriptions or medicinal formulas that could help a cultivator advance from the Jue Dan stage to the Hua Shen stage?" Han Li did not hesitate, asking directly. "Prescriptions for Hua Shen cultivators? We have two, but the required ingredients are quite rare—our store cannot gather all of them." The manager immediately sensed this was a significant transaction and became energized. "Ah, then please bring the prescriptions over so I can take a look." Han Li furrowed his brow slightly, then said calmly. "Certainly, Senior. Please wait a moment, I'll be right back." With polite formality, the manager spoke, then instructed one of the assistants to quickly serve tea and seat Han Li, while he himself hurried off to the back room.