It was Han Li who used the lightning orbs he himself had crafted. After being refined through the technique of lightning patterns, each orb was nearly equivalent to a full-force strike from a cultivator at the Lingxu stage, and enhanced further by its inherent nature as a force of lightning and electricity—thus achieving such remarkable power. Now it truly appears that his action was spot-on. Had he not used this precious artifact to temporarily hold off the giant lizard and the thousand-eyed giant, even if he instantly teleported away, he would have been completely unable to escape at the very next moment. Upon witnessing the theft of the spiritual fruit, both the giant lizard and the thousand-eyed giant were furious, yet they were momentarily immobilized by the force of the lightning orbs. Seeing the overwhelming power of the lightning clusters, Longdong and the young woman, along with others, were all startled, but soon cheered up and immediately activated their teleportation techniques to flee. Along the way, they also employed concealment techniques to hide their forms and light trails. The scene was now utterly silent—only the thunderous roars emanating from within the clusters remained, and the area was completely deserted. Han Li further drove his Fenglei Fei wings to their utmost limit, flashing violently several times before appearing at the horizon. To ensure safety, he even spat out a stream of refined blood, activating the Blood Shadow Evade secret technique, vanishing completely from sight within an instant. Thus, the colossal lizard and giant, having struggled desperately to free themselves, saw everyone vanish without a trace—though they roared loudly and fiercely—yet were utterly unable to catch up with Han Li. Several hours later, atop a stone mountain thousands of miles away, Han Li emerged into view from a deep, resonant thunderclap, his form glowing in a cascade of pale green and silver electric arcs. He turned his head, scanning the area behind him, a gentle smile playing at the corners of his lips. Though the journey had been perilous and had cost him some vital energy, he had successfully secured the precious fruit. To be cautious, he cast out his divine awareness to carefully survey the surrounding area of the stone mountain, finding no anomalies before finally descending and landing upon the mountain's peak. With a single hand motion, he first drew out a jade vial, poured two crimson pills into it, and swallowed them at once. Though his Blood Shadow Flight had only been activated briefly, he still took the elixir first to replenish his slightly depleted qi, especially given the perilous situation. The pills dissolved instantly upon contact with his mouth, and a refreshing coolness began circulating through his meridians. With a relaxed expression, Han Li then moved his hand again, and a translucent, ice-like jade box floated into his grasp. He gently opened the lid, revealing a string of deep purple berries, each the size of a clenched fist, vivid and radiant. He studied the medicinal fruits without blinking, then carefully picked up one with two fingers, examining it closely. After a while, Han Li finally exhaled deeply. Indeed, these were genuine Zhilong berries—rare among the immaterial-level medicinal herbs, which are cultivated from seeds that are repeatedly matured and refined. It was one of the herbs he had long kept an eye on. Otherwise, how could he have willingly taken such a risk? Now that the medicinal herbs are secured, a gentle smile plays at Han Li's lips. As long as he can find another rare item known as "Tengyun Gel," and combine it with other auxiliary medicines, he can craft the Tenglong Pill—so exquisite that even Xuangxi cultivators would be eager to taste it. Han Li silently pondered this in his mind, his eyes gleaming with excitement. Yet at that very moment, his brow furrowed slightly, and he turned his gaze toward a certain direction on the horizon, only for his expression to settle back into calm within moments. Then, a sound of rushing air came from the sky, and a streak of white light shot down. After a few flashes, the light reached directly above Han Li's head, its brilliance dimming to reveal a young man. It was Longdong. His once-yellow scale armor had vanished, but upon glancing at the magical fruit in Han Li's hands, he beamed with delight. "Hah! Han friend, your elusiveness truly is remarkable—you've managed to bring this item safely here. Let me examine this fruit—indeed, is it the true Zhilong Fruit?" "Speaking of blood-stain spots, the young man stepped forward, his form shifting slightly as he landed upon the mountain peak, clearly intent on approaching. "Ling brother, there's no need to rush. We can wait for the other guests to arrive before we examine the matter in detail," Han Li smiled calmly, his hands flashing with a shimmer of spiritual light, and the jade box vanished instantly. "Ah... yes, Han brother is quite right. I must have been rather eager myself," Ling Dong replied, his expression shifting momentarily—just a faint glint of urgency passing through his eyes—before remembering something, and regaining his composure. With a composed smile, he stepped back a few paces and settled gracefully into a meditative posture upon a nearby stone, about fifteen zhang from Han Li. Han Li remained in place, arms crossed behind his back, patiently awaiting the arrival of others. After a meal's worth of time passed, the white-haired young man and the young lady arrived together, both overjoyed upon hearing that Han Li had successfully obtained the spiritual fruit. Yet, even before all had gathered, they too restrained their excitement and settled quietly in their seats, waiting in stillness for the final guest to arrive. They had waited for nearly a full minute, with murmurs rising among the crowd, when only then, as Lord Longdong's expression had begun to grow concerned, a brilliant golden light surged from the horizon, spiraling once before settling gently above the group. Han Li nodded calmly, brushing his hand over the storage bracelet, causing the jade chest to reappear and its lid to open, as he gently lifted it. The subtle fragrance filled the air, and everyone's gaze instantly converged on the string of spiritual fruits, their divine senses surrounding each fruit, carefully examining it. "It must be genuine—truly the medicinal herbs," Xiao Hong's expression brightened momentarily, and she made the first judgment. After a brief pause, the others gradually shifted their focus, each nodding in satisfaction. "Alright, since the items are authentic, let us divide them among ourselves. However, this string of Long Zhī fruits appears to have six or more. Even if each of us takes one, there will still be one left over that we can't evenly distribute," Han Li said, calmly glancing at the jade chest. Upon hearing this, the others' brows furrowed slightly. "Six fruits indeed aren't easy to divide evenly, but let us set that aside for now and first distribute one to each of us. The white-haired young man, however, grew somewhat impatient. "Indeed, what Brother Li has said is most accurate! Friend Han, please first distribute the other immortal fruits to us." Xiao Hong also smiled warmly and agreed. Longdong and the young lady in white robe naturally had no objections. Seeing this, Han Li offered a quiet smile. With one hand supporting the jade box, he stepped forward first to Xiao Hong's side, gently lifting two fingers to pluck out one of the Zhilong fruits and passing it to the opposite young wife. The young wife was delighted and immediately reached for a wooden box to receive the fruit. Yet Han Li kept holding the fruit, merely smiling thoughtfully at her without speaking. The young wife was slightly taken aback but soon understood. At once, she swept her fragrant sleeve and produced a small golden sword, which had two scrolls attached to it. She tore the scrolls off and tossed them directly toward Han Li. It was precisely Han Li's Qingzhu Fengyun Sword! Han Li inhaled deeply, and the sword transformed into a beam of golden light, vanishing into his mouth. As he released his fingers, the fruit settled steadily into the young wife's wooden box. When Han Li had just reached the other side, having already passed by Xiao Hong's joyful gaze as she received the first spirit fruit, the young immortal spirit already knew what to do upon seeing the scene. Without waiting for Han Li to speak, he likewise released the seal on his own small sword and tossed it to Han Li. In the span of a moment, Han Li found himself holding only two spirit fruits. After setting one aside himself, he placed the jade box in the center of the ground among the gathered guests and then stood aside, observing calmly. To Han Li, one spirit fruit was sufficient—any more would serve no further purpose. Yet his thoughtful gesture left the young wife and others momentarily stunned, their gaze toward him growing warmer and more appreciative. "Now that only one spirit fruit remains, how about we bid for it? Whoever offers the most spirit stones shall claim it. And the spirit stones collected from the bidding may be evenly distributed among the other guests." Lingdong lightly cleared his throat and proposed to rise. "Hmph, Ling Daojun—your plans must be quite well thought out. Who doesn't know that your family is wealthy and well-endowed? Compared to us four, the amount of spiritual stones we each carry is likely far less than what you have." The young man with white eyebrows snorted, his expression darkening as he firmly declined. "Ah, then, Daojun, do you have any suggestions?" The young man with the bloodstain remained calm, instead smiling gently and inquiring. "Those who wish to take this fruit should exchange what they bring. Whether it's a spiritual pill or raw materials—what matters is that the offering is sufficient for the others to share, and that its value is comparable. Only then can one claim the final fruit. Do the rest of you agree with my suggestion?" Xiao Hong brushed a strand of her dark green hair aside, her eyes bright and graceful. Upon hearing this, the young man with white eyebrows nodded repeatedly. The young woman in white robes tilted her head, her eyes glinting slightly, and also expressed her agreement. Han Li showed no opposition at all. "Your suggestion is indeed sound. Then, let us follow the words of Although Li Dong had hoped to object, seeing that the other four all agreed with the plan, he could only勉强 smile and assent. An hour later, a jade-colored flying carriage, over ten zhang in length, appeared in the sky above the stone mountain. It trembled slightly and then transformed into a streak of jade light, shooting off swiftly toward the distant horizon. Within just a few breaths, the carriage had appeared hundreds of zhang away, and after a few more flashes, it vanished completely without a trace. Han Li sat in a seat toward the back of the carriage, gently handling a small, emerald-colored cylindrical piece of wood. Though only a few chi in length, the surface of the wood was translucent and radiated a gentle glow. Upon closer inspection, faint silver threads of light shimmered and pulsed within. "Jingling Wood—though it takes a bit longer to mature, it might indeed prove useful," Han Li thought calmly.