Han Li did not hesitate. He folded his wings and shifted his form, stepping fully into the hall as if truly a celestial pheasant-being. He heard a bustling sound in his ears, and upon glancing around, his eyes flashed several times. The area was a spacious plaza covering hundreds of paces, with shops of varying sizes scattered around. Hundreds of celestial pheasant-beings were entering and exiting these shops. At the very center of the plaza stood a towering jade column, over ten paces high, its surface glowing with shimmering light, as though inscribed with something faintly visible. Several people stood beneath the column, raising their heads to gaze at it, murmuring to one another. Han Li looked at the column with curiosity and approached it. He noticed that the column's surface was split down the middle, densely covered with characters. Half of them shimmered in red, while the other half glowed with a green, emerald light. Han Li focused closely and observed the two sets of characters. To his surprise, he realized that these were all names of items—some familiar, others entirely unfamiliar. These characters appeared and vanished in succession, as if rolling continuously across the surface of the stone pillar. Meanwhile, at the base of the pillar, a middle-aged man in the posture of a guard remained seated with his eyes half-closed, vigilant. This... Han Li, after glancing at the two sets of characters and the man's face, felt a growing sense of puzzlement. At that moment, suddenly, a man in tattered robes emerged from the crowd, handed several spiritual stones to the guard at the base of the pillar. The middle-aged guard opened his eyes, nodded, and then withdrew a short red rod from his large sleeve, presenting it to the man. The man took the red rod and swiftly waved it several times over a blank area on the pillar. Though his movements were rapid, Han Li, with a flash of blue light in his eyes, clearly observed every action. Wherever the rod was waved, several bright red characters appeared and then instantly vanished into the stone pillar. A moment later, those same red characters reappeared at the same spot. Han Li's face showed a moment of surprise. After watching a bit longer, another person stepped out. This individual did not pay attention to the middle-aged guard but instead spread his wings, rising several feet into the air, and then pointed a finger at several green characters on the stone pillar. Instantly, the characters glowed with a fresh jade light, swiftly absorbing into his fingertip, causing his entire body to radiate a brilliant luminescence. The celestial peacock man who had made the point tilted his head slightly and narrowed his eyes, as if receiving information, before finally withdrawing his finger, turning around, and flying directly toward the grand hall's entrance. Several others below followed the same pattern—some writing something on the stone pillar, others flying to it and touching the red and green characters with their hands. Observing this, Han Li stroked his chin, and a sense of clarity began to form in his mind. To verify his hunch, he stepped forward without hesitation, extending a finger and touching one of the green characters that appeared along the base of the pillar. The characters shimmered with a jade-like glow, and a cool sensation surged directly into Han Li's mind, bringing forth a message: "Sale of first-grade Flowing Light Wood, unlimited quantity, three thousand spiritual stones per square, Room Four, Fifth Level, No. 31!" Han Li's lips moved slightly, and as he shifted his body, he turned the other half of the stone pillar, then pointed his finger at a row of red characters. The same message appeared once again in his mind. "Purchase of a complete Fowl Tail Bird skeleton, price to be negotiated, Room Nine, Second Level, No. 10!" Han Li's expression grew somewhat puzzled. He hadn't expected the Tianpeng clan members to use this method for selling or purchasing goods. Clearly, only items urgently needed or particularly rare were listed on the stone pillar—what a thoughtful innovation! Now, anyone who saw the message on the pillar could simply go directly to the designated shop to complete the transaction—indeed, much more convenient. And the method itself seemed quite simple, easily adaptable to human marketplaces as well. Thinking thus, Han Li stepped back a few paces and began to carefully examine the green texts listing the items for sale. He intended to first quickly scan through the information, looking for anything of particular interest. Although many item names differed between the two races due to linguistic variations, most rare materials shared nearly identical names—especially those considered valuable by both races, whose names were precisely the same. This fact had once puzzled Han Li when he first encountered the Flyling race's language and script, leaving him astonished for a long time. Yet, though this seemed unusual, he never sought to investigate or understand the underlying reasons. At present, he simply raised his head and silently gazed at the stone pillar without speaking. Suddenly, his gaze fixed on a few newly appeared green texts on the pillar, and his heart leaped with sudden excitement. "Qing Luo Fruit! There's actually this item being sold here!" A warm flush spread across his face, and a radiant joy shone in his eyes. This fruit is the primary ingredient of the legendary elixir "Tian Luo Dan," one of the most sought-after rare fruits for Han Li. While not as extraordinary as the effects of the Hei Yan Dan—where merely three pills can significantly increase a cultivator's chances of breaking through to the late Stage of Immortal Body—this elixir holds an absolute value far exceeding that of the Hei Yan Dan in the eyes of most high-level cultivators, especially those at the Consolidated Stage and beyond. Although taking Tian Luo Dan alone certainly aids cultivators in overcoming their bottlenecks, it is rarely used in isolation. Most recipients combine it with other medicinal essences for consumption. This is due to the unique nature of Tian Luo Dan, which harmonizes perfectly with a wide variety of other medicinal ingredients, showing no adverse interactions. Most astonishingly, when taken together with other finished medicinal elixirs, it enhances the extraordinary effects of those elixirs by an additional 30% to 50%. That is, Han Li takes a pill that can instantly boost his spiritual power by ten years in a single dose. However, if he takes it together with a Tian Luo Pill, there is a certain probability that his spiritual cultivation will increase by between twelve and fifteen years. Moreover, this effect—except for a few legendary pills and elixirs that have never been tested—has proven effective across various grades of medicinal pills, regardless of their level. As a result, human cultivators who hold rarer and more valuable pills naturally tend to take them together with a Tian Luo Pill. Should fortune favor them and the pill's efficacy increase significantly, they would naturally be delighted beyond measure. Yet, the probability of the Tian Luo Pill actually taking effect remains genuinely difficult to determine. There have been instances where someone took four or five such pills consecutively, and each one significantly enhanced the potency of the other medicinal pills taken simultaneously. On the other hand, there have also been cases where someone spent all their assets to purchase seven or eight Tian Luo Pills, intending to gamble everything on a single success—only to find that every single one of them failed to take effect. Although the auxiliary probability of Tianluo Dan is so peculiar, this immortal pill has long captivated countless cultivators since its inception. The Qingluo fruit in the human race's vicinity has been entirely harvested within just over a thousand years. It is frustrating, as these fruits take anywhere from five to six thousand years to mature, and each immortal tree yields only one fruit. Once harvested, the entire tree loses its spiritual essence and becomes merely an ordinary tree. Consequently, even if large sects and powerful factions invest significant effort in cultivating this fruit, such endeavors prove fundamentally unprofitable. As a result, for years to come, only occasionally would someone from the remote wilderness discover a few such fruits, and each new instance of Tianluo Dan would prompt high-level cultivators to scramble fiercely, with most ending up in the hands of senior cultivators at the Consolidated or above. When Han Li first heard of this rare fruit in Tianyuan City, he naturally became deeply interested, dreaming of using the green liquid to extensively cultivate this precious fruit. Yet unfortunately, the seeds of Qing Luo fruit—a rare spiritual medicine—are not stable and cannot be preserved in the world for long. Thus, even in Tianyuan City, which nearly concentrates all the spiritual flowers and fruits from the three realms and seven regions, one simply cannot find a single seed of this rare fruit. As a result, Han Li could only sigh in growing frustration. Now, seeing this medicinal plant inscribed on the stone pillar, how could he possibly be thrilled, his heart racing with excitement, unable to contain himself? For a moment, Han Li paid no further attention to the other items and immediately spread his wings behind him, rising upward. A moment later, he reached the middle of the pillar and placed his finger on the text describing Qing Luo fruit. A bright jade glow descended, instantly flooding his mind with a series of information. Yet upon reading the details, he furrowed his brows. "It seems we'll have to meet face to face—this might prove rather troublesome," Han Li murmured, his initial excitement quickly fading. Yet, as long as there was hope of obtaining the Qing Luo Fruit, no matter how difficult the matter, he would never give up. After a brief thought in the air, Han Li shimmered into a streak of emerald light and swiftly took off from the scene. Once outside the hall doors, he ascended directly, reaching the ninth level in one breath. Then he proceeded forward along the corridor. After a short while, he glanced at the number marked above a certain door, and without hesitation, entered. The hall was identical to the one he had just left—both in size and furnishings, exactly replicated. The Tian Peng people here were noticeably fewer than those on the lower levels, numbering only about twenty or thirty. With his eyes slightly narrowed, Han Li scanned the surrounding shops, then nodded in approval, and headed toward a medium-sized store located near one corner of the hall. The shop occupies two floors. A faint, misty light curtain shields the entrance, while a pale red jade plaque hangs at the door, displaying the characters "Wan Lei Pavilion" that shimmer softly. Han Li glanced at the plaque, a moment of surprise flickering across his face before settling into calm. With a simple movement, he stepped directly into the light curtain. Before him unfolded a vast, empty chamber, measuring thirty to forty paces across. A dark, lustrous wooden table, several pale yellow chairs, and seven or eight slightly weathered wooden racks stacked with a jumble of miscellaneous goods—these were the only furnishings. Besides a thin, elderly man standing behind the table, who appeared to be the proprietor, there were two more Tian Peng people in the room. Han Li quietly scanned their forms with his spiritual awareness, and his expression subtly tightened.