With a burst of sound, a light orb the size of a soybean shimmered in a soft green hue, then vanished instantly as it entered the enclosure. At the very next moment, a burst of green light erupted at one corner of the cage. From the splendor, a small purple creature emerged, its limbs curling and body rolling gently to the ground—silent and undisturbed, as though a lump of cotton had settled. Thus, the creature now stood clearly visible to all. It was unmistakably a small purple fox-like spirit. Though only about half a foot tall, its two dark, glossy eyes moved swiftly and continuously, displaying an intelligence that matched that of ordinary humans. The only subtle difference from a typical fox spirit lay in the few delicate, silvery scales adorning the creature’s nose and ears—each no larger than a fingernail, so faintly visible that they went unnoticed unless one looked closely. "Is this the spirit that has inherited the human-faced dragon's bloodline? It seems rather ordinary, like a regular fox spirit." "There was someone who, upon seeing the small creature's appearance, immediately expressed disappointment. Others also furrowed their brows, equally failing to perceive any unusual qualities in the creature. 'A common fox creature?' the companions exclaimed, blinking in surprise and scrutinizing it closely. The old man's initially kind face flashed with sternness as he raised one hand and suddenly gave a hollow stroke toward the black cage. The previously still cage erupted like a thunderbolt, followed by a flash of white lightning that shimmered across its surface. Thunder roared, and countless slender electric foxes, forming sharp blades, surged toward the small creature inside the cage, slashing furiously. Seeing this, the creature displayed a remarkably human-like expression of shock and anger. With a low roar, its fur pulsed with a deep purple glow, and a translucent silhouette emerged from its body, enveloping it completely. To everyone's astonishment, it revealed a faint silvery dragon form." The jiao's shadow was remarkably hazy, barely allowing its form to be discerned, yet the electric strikes that had landed upon it vanished completely, as if they had never occurred. After absorbing so many electric impacts, the jiao raised its head and roared in fury, its body swelling several times in size, filling the entire black enclosure to the brim. The black cage itself began to emit creaking sounds of strain! The foreign observers gasped in astonishment. This young purple creature, relying solely on a mere phantom form, had generated such a commanding presence—undeniably showing remarkable potential. Seeing the awe reflected on the faces of the audience, the elder knew his objective had been achieved. With a chuckle, he raised his hand. The golden and silver light descended, and a slender golden-silver cord materialized out of thin air, shooting straight toward the cage and wrapping tightly around the young creature. The nature of this cord remained unknown, yet it seemed to ignore the jiao's shadow entirely, securing the purple fox firmly. Despite the young beast's vigorous struggles beneath the cord, its efforts proved utterly futile. The silver dragon shadow radiating from its body instantly vanished, and the black cage once again solidified as before. "How do you find it? All of you have personally witnessed this creature's extraordinary powers—there can now be no doubt. This rare beast is now being auctioned at a base price of eight million灵stones. Let the bidding begin!" Seeing the audience still slightly stirred, Xiao Bu Bai seized the moment and suddenly announced. "Eighty-five million." "Ninety million." ... Indeed, after witnessing the creature's marvels, one after another, astonishing figures surged from the audience, sparking a lively buzz in the auction. Within moments, the bidding price soared past the one-hundred-million mark. Han Li, seated in his place, remained passive and did not participate in the bidding. After all, although this creature showed great potential, it would require a long time to cultivate. He already had the Ti Hun and Bao Lin beasts, as well as the Shi Jin insect—there was no pressing need to acquire another spiritual creature. Secondly, even if he truly felt moved, his supply of spiritual stones was now dwindling, making it impossible for him to compete with others. By now, even the third-tier celestial clans have begun bidding to secure this beast. Thus, regardless of whether he had originally auctioned off the Heavenly Fire Liquid or not, if he had entered the competition for this creature, his chances of success would have been extremely slim. Yet at this moment, Han Li gazed intently at the purple fox within the enclosure, his face displaying a peculiar expression. It seemed to him—perhaps merely a sense of illusion—that the small creature, bound and unable to move, both in appearance and in the expression of its eyes, evoked a sense of familiarity, remarkably resembling the silver moon of his youth. After all, although the silver moon itself was a silver wolf, it had taken the form of a spiritual fox during its existence in the human realm. Therefore, such similarities were not surprising. Yet despite knowing this, Han Li could not help but feel a subtle stir of emotion upon observing the pitiful state of the purple fox on stage. How could he have failed to notice that subtle anomaly when the Silver Moon departed, revealing it just before entering the retrograde channel? At the time, with his magical prowess, he could only watch helplessly as she returned to the spiritual realm. Perhaps because of the distinct quality of his gaze compared to other foreign beings, the motionless purple fox's eyes, which had remained still, suddenly locked onto his gaze. With a gentle flick of her long lashes, her expression transformed into one of puzzled wonder. Though the change in the fox's gaze was subtle, it could not escape the keen perception of his spiritual sight. He was momentarily startled, yet utterly puzzled as to why the creature had reacted this way. "One hundred and thirty million!" The astonishing figure finally issued from an elderly voice from the third level, instantly silencing the entire hall. No one else dared to offer a higher bid. "One hundred and thirty million, once." "One hundred and thirty million, twice." "...three times." Xiao Bu Yi clearly also believed no one could possibly offer a higher price, swiftly completing his three inquiries, then glancing at the third floor before lightly chuckling and saying, "Congratulations, Lu brother! With this rare beast, I'm certain you'll surely grow stronger and more powerful in the future." He had recognized the buyer of the beast. "Heh, I didn't expect after all these years, Xiao Daojun to recognize my voice so instantly," came a deep, elderly voice from the third floor. Suddenly, in the room further back, a flash of rosy light burst forth, and a sphere of yellow light shot straight out, then, in an instant, a figure materialized on the stage. Han Li narrowed his eyes slightly, only then clearly seeing the figure's true appearance. An elderly man dressed in a dark blue robe, with a yellowish complexion. The man had curly hair, a broad and imposing build, nearly two heads taller than the adjacent Xiao Bu Yi, exuding an impressive presence. Xiao Bu Yi glanced at the elder, his eyes flashing with a subtle sense of caution, yet he spoke with exceptional courtesy: "My good friend, would you like Blue to first render this creature unconscious? Otherwise, there might be some minor complications during the transfer." "An ordinary young beast—how could I possibly fail to control it? Please rest assured. Count these spiritual stones carefully. I'll take this spirit beast directly. Blue, please collect your treasures now." The silver-haired elder, full of confidence, tossed a bag of spiritual stones to Xiao Bu Yi and then promptly turned to the old man without hesitation. "Ah, well, since Brother Lu has expressed such confidence, then I shall indeed remove the seal." The old man nodded slightly, raised his hand slowly, and prepared to reach again toward the cage. Noticing this, the purple-colored young spirit beast inside seemed to sense impending trouble—its purple fur instantly stood on end, and it emitted a sharp cry. When this sound reached the ears of the crowd, those with slightly lower cultivation levels suddenly felt their heads buzz, their inner qi growing sluggish and unresponsive. Naturally, they were deeply alarmed. Yet the effect of this sound upon beings like Han Li, who had reached the Lingxu stage or beyond, was negligible. The old man's face remained unchanged, and with a flash of green light from his five fingers, he prepared to cast a spell. The landlubber elder, though boasting grandly, dared not become overly careless, his eyes fixed intently on the small creature, ready to reseal it the moment the old man finished retrieving his treasure. The other ethnic representatives seated below also turned their attention sharply to the stage. Observing the fox's visibly startled demeanor, Han Li suddenly recalled something, his eyes flashing with sudden recognition, and with a soft "snap," he made a light sound. Originally resting his hand beside him, he pressed his fingers firmly, and in an instant, the jade handle of the chair he was holding crumbled into powder. At that very moment, an unexpected turn of events occurred! A thunderous roar erupted from outside the hall, and suddenly, the massive hall door, originally shimmering with various magical seals, burst open, sending countless fragments shooting out in all directions. The entire hall fell into an eerie silence at first, with every guest staring in stunned disbelief. This was the grand auction event hosted by the four clans—how could such an unprecedented event unfold? Someone had dared to smash the main gate of the auction hall with such force and determination! However, soon after, the hall quickly came alive, with a chorus of voices erupting simultaneously. "Wha—what's going on?" "What happened?" "Guardians! Maintain alertness!" ...At the site of the broken gate, the scattered magical lights flickered and shattered, making it difficult for the crowd to see exactly who had caused the disturbance. There was no need to panic—could any of you guests truly fear an unexpected incident at our four clans' auction hall? Although Xiao Bu Yi had been equally astonished at first, he did not disappoint as a fully consolidated-tier being—he immediately regained composure and roared with a voice that rang like a thunderbolt on a clear summer day. This roar instantly shook the minds of those with lower cultivation levels, sharpening their awareness. Even those of higher cultivation found themselves calmed by the reminder. Indeed, with the four clans' guards stationed here, and with so many upper and holy clan members present, what kind of unforeseen event could possibly go unaddressed?