Not only Han Li, but others who had seen the ancient script on the luminous screen also remained silent for a long time. These materials were all rare treasures from the spiritual realm—so rare that even the people of the Black Domain could not be certain that the parties involved in the exchange actually possessed what they sought. In fact, some had even suggested that a large quantity of spiritual stones and herbs could serve as an equally viable alternative. More likely, however, the holders of these precious materials were unwilling to part with them, despite the relatively unremarkable value of this unique artifact. Generally speaking, the Qi Tian Lu was of practical use only to those with established influence. Han Li sat quietly in his chair, gazing at the name of the item displayed on the screen, his eyes flickering with uncertainty. "We don't have a snow spirit wood piece three zhang long. Perhaps a section of one zhang long, supplemented by some spiritual stones, might suffice to secure this Qi Tian Lu?" His voice remained as cool and composed as before, clearly indicating the earnest desire of this female cultivator for the artifact. "That may not be possible." "The size of the Snow-Spirit Wood is of great importance to us—should even a single inch be missing, it would be useless." The Golden-Faced Man shook his head without hesitation. "That's rather disappointing! Though I greatly desired the Sky-Equal Drum, I shall have to let it go." The lady sighed and fell silent. "Without the materials specifically named by the esteemed realm, could we not exchange for others?" A voice, emotionless, came from a remote pavilion. "In principle, yes—we accept only what we require, and materials of equal rank to those we have listed. Ordinary items, therefore, need not be brought forth." The Golden-Faced Man replied with a gentle smile. Upon hearing this, the speaker seemed to hesitate briefly, but after a moment, resumed: "Then, if your words are so, I shall show you the item I currently hold—perhaps it will meet your approval!" As soon as the words were finished, a clear, melodious crane call echoed from the stone pavilion. A snowy-white crane, carrying a dark wooden box, soared out of the pavilion and, with a graceful flap of its wings, landed elegantly upon the white luminous dome. It seemed that the golden-faced figure on the platform had subtly adjusted something—indeed, the crane passed through the dome without any hindrance, gliding smoothly through it. The golden-faced figure raised a hand, and instantly, the crane opened its beak, and the wooden box settled steadily into the figure's hands. Yet the crane remained hovering above the stone platform, neither descending nor immediately returning. The golden-faced figure had already opened the dark wooden box with a gentle toss, and a faint emerald glow began to shimmer within. Upon closely examining the contents, the figure's eyes narrowed, and the expression on his face behind the mask grew more serious. Without making any movement, he fixed his gaze upon the object inside, his eyes flashing with an intense, steady light, remaining silent for a long while. The White Crane host, knowing that the other party was carefully examining the items, did not feel the need to speak or urge them. The others on the flying pavilions naturally also showed some curiosity about the contents of the wooden box, and there was a slight commotion, but it quickly settled down. If the item could not replace the Qi Tian Bell, they still had time—there was no urgency. After a few more moments, the golden-faced person finally dispersed the unusual gleam in his eyes, exhaling a long, regretful sigh. "Is it then that my offering fails to appeal to you, friend?" the White Crane host seemed somewhat surprised. "To be sure, under ordinary circumstances, the value of your item is indeed not surpassed by what I have listed. Yet, in order to truly utilize it, one must spend at least ten thousand years cultivating it. And yet, the great calamity is expected to erupt within a thousand years. Therefore, at this very moment, our domain would rather secure some spiritual stones and materials—something more practical." With that, the golden-faced person closed the lid of the wooden box and then tossed the item into the air. The white crane dove sharply, its cry sharp, and in one swift motion seized the wooden box. Turning around, it burst through the light dome and flew straight toward its master's pavilion. "That's truly a pity!" said the crane's owner, after a brief pause, then fell silent. "Has no other guest expressed interest in exchanging something for this? If not, then I shall proceed to auction the treasure directly using premium spiritual stones and medicinal herbs over a thousand years old." Seeing that it seemed no one else was willing to make an exchange, the golden-faced figure furrowed his brows, a touch of helplessness in his tone. To auction the Qi Tian Lou using only spiritual stones and ancient herbs was clearly a last resort. Yet, the stillness in the surrounding space remained unbroken, with no one stepping forward. "Then, I shall announce..." the golden-faced figure sighed, just as he was about to say more, when suddenly a rough, husky male voice rose up from the void. "Wait a moment. In my hands, I actually have something of great value from your realm. No—more than that. Something even more precious. Would you like to see it?" The eleventh attendant, standing behind Han Li and gently tapping his shoulder, paused mid-motion, her delicate features briefly brightening with surprise. The man who had just spoken was none other than Han Li himself. Now, with a single hand motion, a yellow jade box slowly materialized before him. "If you truly have something valuable, please go ahead and present it. I promise you won't be shortchanged." Hearing Han Li's words, the golden-faced man perked up, eager and delighted. Han Li chuckled lightly, saying nothing, then merely shook his sleeve—forthwith, a translucent white serpent soared forth. The serpent shook its head and swayed its tail, then opened its mouth and swallowed the jade box whole, transforming into a beam of radiant light that shot straight ahead. "Hmm?" When the white serpent entered the light dome and gently settled before the golden-faced man, he swept his gaze over the serpent's body. His eyes flashed momentarily, and a subtle expression of astonishment passed over his face. He seemed to have noticed something unusual about the figure before him, different from ordinary puppets. Yet at that moment, the white serpent flashed a cold gleam in her eyes, and with a single breath, expelled a black jade box. Compared to the strangeness of the current puppet, the golden-faced man naturally paid more attention to the materials inside the box. He caught it deftly and immediately opened the lid carefully. Inside, a pale black orb floated suspended, and within the orb was a luminous, slender herb, several inches tall. "Yin Feng Grass!" the golden-faced man murmured softly, his eyes filled with delight. At that very instant, a faint, quiet voice from within his mind spoke to him—Han Li's. "Indeed, it is Yin Feng Grass. Moreover, this particular specimen has grown for no less than several hundred thousand years—its medicinal potency far surpasses the seven-thousand-year standard required by your realm." "Several hundred thousand years!" The golden-faced man had barely begun to examine it, and already he drew in a deep breath of astonishment. Not bothering to reply to Han Li, he quickly extended his divine awareness, fully enveloping the silver spiritual herb within the jade box and began a careful inspection. Han Li, seeing this, couldn't help but offer a slight smile. This herb was one of several he had obtained from the medicinal garden site of the Banquet of the Cold Palace. However, most of them had been exchanged to the fully evolved elders of the Tianyun Sect during the time of the Thunderclap Continent, and now he only retained one as a seed. Fortunately, the seeds of this herb were in a seed-like form, so after returning to Tianyuan City, he had used a special secret technique to harvest and preserve them. Currently, he still had this one slightly damaged Yin Feng herb, which, at present, served no immediate purpose. Indeed, several other rare spiritual herbs—equally valuable to the Yin Feng herb—had also undergone the same treatment. If the Golden-Faced Man had not included the Yin Feng herb among the items for exchange, then it would have been fine. Han Li had no intention of trading the perfectly intact Qi Tian Drum. Now that the other party has specifically requested this rare herb, the situation has changed somewhat, allowing greater potential to be realized from the value of this Yin Feng Grass. Moreover, he genuinely finds the exotic race's body cultivation method accompanying this Qi Tian Luo quite interesting. After careful consideration, Han Li finally spoke. This time, the appraisal process was noticeably more thorough and took considerably longer than before. After a while, the golden-faced man exhaled deeply, finally concluding the assessment. Yet, without a word, he merely moved his lips slightly, producing no audible sound—instead, he transmitted a message directly to Han Li: "The origin of this Yin Feng Grass that your honorable friend obtained—though precise measurements cannot be made—definitely possesses a medicinal potency of at least over two hundred thousand years. Could your friend confirm the actual age of this rare herb?" Although the transmission was soft, the golden-faced man's excitement was unmistakable. "I myself do not possess such expertise! Otherwise, unless this herb is refined into a pill, I would not be able to verify its true age with any certainty." But I can assure you that this herb's age far exceeds twenty thousand years. Does your domain have any interest in it?" Han Li naturally shook his head in reply. "The age of this herb is certainly sufficient, yet our herb appears to be missing a small portion—thus, its value will inevitably be somewhat reduced." The golden-faced man's gaze flickered slightly before he spoke slowly. "I have already harvested the seeds of this herb for other purposes. You need not elaborate further—your own understanding should be clear: the seeds of Yin Feng herb were never particularly valuable to begin with. And considering the immense age of this herb, merely offering such a piece, the Qi Tian Lo, is not enough for me to agree to the exchange. If you truly wish to proceed with this exchange, then you must bring some genuine诚意. After all, the Ghost Realm has several other outstanding treasures prepared for this exchange session—wouldn't you rather keep them and exchange with other guests for what you need?" Han Li narrowed his eyes and transmitted his words coldly. "This matter is quite significant, and I shall need to consult with others before giving you a reply." The golden-faced man hesitated slightly before speaking seriously. "Of course!" Han Li naturally agreed without hesitation. Thus, the golden-faced man raised his head toward the sky, his lips moving continuously, as if discussing something with a hidden figure somewhere. The other attendees in the vast hall naturally displayed a range of expressions. The conversation between the golden-faced man and the other person was brief—only a few words were exchanged before a decision was reached. At that moment, Han Li once again heard the transmission from the golden-faced man. "Listen carefully, friend. In addition to the present celestial drum you see before you, we can also present you with one more of our top-tier treasures. However, regarding the second item, you will have no choice in the matter. Of course, if you are not satisfied and wish to forgo this gift, we will compensate you with a substantial amount of spiritual stones."