"Since the senior has no intention of staying here, then I shall take the senior directly to the other level to view the puppets!" Hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately nodded in agreement and followed without hesitation. He then stepped out of the room, flicked his iron plaque to close the door, and proceeded toward the teleportation array by which they had come. Han Li silently trailed behind him, maintaining his composed expression. As they approached the teleportation array, a sudden hum resonated in their vision, and in a flash of white light, several figures materialized within the array. The middle-aged man was momentarily startled, glanced carefully at the figures, and then his expression grew serious. The figures were clearly four magian guards clad in black armor, one elderly gentleman dressed in a rich robe, and one young woman in blue robes. The elderly gentleman had a yellowish complexion and a gloomy demeanor, possessing the stage of Huashen cultivation, while the young woman in yellow robes had a round, delicate face and an exceptionally graceful appearance, at the level of Jiedan cultivation. Yet the dark magical patterns on the coarse woman's body were subtly visible, her expression cold, as though bound by a restriction on her cultivation—she was actually a newly arrived slave! After casually scanning the young woman with his divine awareness, Han Li's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a look of disbelief flashed across his face. At that moment, the dressed-up elder across from them also noticed the middle-aged man approaching, his gaze darkening, and he greeted with a polite but insincere smile: "Ah, Master Fang! You've come to select slaves for your guests, haven't you? If you're not satisfied, I have a few fresh arrivals that would be quite suitable—perhaps you'd like to take a look?" "No thanks. Master Han is more interested in the magical crystal automatons. Master Huang, please continue with your own affairs." The middle-aged man replied coldly, clearly not on good terms with the elder. "Master Han! It's truly a pleasure to have you here—Master Huang, I apologize for not having made the introduction earlier." If the elder is interested in puppets, I still have several upper-tier ones at my disposal that I’d be pleased to show you. After glancing at Han Li, the elder’s face slightly changed, but upon a quick glance, he immediately brightened and bowed with a smile. "Master Huang, what do you mean by that? Han Li is a guest I’ve personally invited. I have a substantial collection of magical crystal puppets that I’ll certainly take care of for him. Master Huang, please focus on your own matters first. As for this new slave you’ve brought—ah, she has not a single trace of magical energy! Isn’t she from our Sacred Realm?" The middle-aged man interrupted the elegant elder with a frown, yet his expression suddenly turned astonished when his eyes fell upon the yellow-robed young woman. "Heh, now Master Fang is noticing this? Indeed, this young lady is no ordinary slave. I’ve gone to great lengths to secure her. She holds great potential. I’ll elaborate on the details with Brother Zhao when I have the opportunity." As for the magical crystal puppets, haven't you just seen the ones I have in my hands? They'll do quite well for early to mid-stage Yuan Ying stage cultivators, but if Master Han were to examine them, I'm certain they'd fall far short of his expectations." Huang the merchant yawned, unwilling to dwell further on the young woman's matter, and instead warmed up even more toward Master Han. "Huang— you—!" The middle-aged man's forehead veins bulged as he prepared to erupt with indignation. Yet at that very moment, Han raised his hand to intercept him and then said to the dressed-in-royal-robe elder a remark that made everyone present momentarily stunned. "Let me address the matter of the magical crystal puppets later. As for this young woman— how did you sell her? I'd like her!" Han pointed his finger at the young woman in yellow silk, his face briefly expressing a sense of surprise. "Master has taken a liking to her. I'm truly sorry, but she's already been claimed by someone else and cannot be sold to you." The elder, with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, hurriedly smiled to convey his regret. "Is it possible that even Han Li's gaze flickered, ignoring the elder and instead turned calmly to the middle-aged man, asking gently, "Our tower slaves are paid in full at the time of delivery—there is absolutely no reservation or advance payment. Master Huang, if the senior has taken a liking to this young lady, why not sell her to you? Do you really think Master Han won't be able to afford the magical stones?" "It wouldn't be wise to hold a grudge against a mere Juvenile Dan stage slave." The middle-aged man hesitated before managing a forced smile and offered the suggestion. "Master Zhao—well, he's likely a Transcendent Void cultivator. But what's the matter? Regardless of who this girl belongs to, I'm taking her now. Should he have any objections, he may come find me later." Upon hearing this, Han Li was slightly surprised, yet after a brief pause, he responded with an unyielding, cold laugh. The middle-aged man and the dressed-up elder both looked visibly startled. As the middle-aged man prepared to speak further, Han Li suddenly stepped forward, seemingly materializing out of nowhere between the four Magian guards. With a simple arm motion, he seized the yellow-robed maiden's arm, then blurred slightly before returning her and himself to their original position. The entire sequence was completed in the span of a single breath—Han Li's movements were as ghostly as ever! "What do you mean, Elder? Are you planning to force the slaves from this tower outright? Though Elder Han has achieved the Lingxu stage, this tower is far from lacking in strong defenders." At the sight, the dressed-in-royal-clothes elder was first stunned, then suddenly shouted in surprise and anger. The four magian guards standing beside him hastily raised their weapons, displaying a clear sense of alertness. The middle-aged man standing beside Han also felt a surge of apprehension, quickly retreating two steps and hesitating, though his mouth moved several times before finally deciding to remain silent. The yellow-robed young woman, on the other hand, raised her head and blinked several times, looking at Han with a look of confusion. Han, however, paid no attention to the elder's threats. Instead, a thread of inner qi surged through his arm, instantly flowing into the yellow-robed woman's body in a circular motion before returning to him. Yet, the expression of astonishment in his eyes could no longer be concealed. "Indeed, I wasn't mistaken at all—this is truly so! Shut up! If you cannot make a decision, I will naturally find someone who can." Han Li murmured a few words, his gaze flickering momentarily, then suddenly emitted a cold exhalation. A terrifying aura surged from his body, so powerful that the two Sheng Shen-level magical clans instantly felt a gale of wind blast their vision, being hurled forward by a colossal force that sent them several dozen feet away. After two sharp thuds, they managed to steady themselves by pressing their backs against the thick tower walls, yet their faces were now pale as ghosts, filled with sheer astonishment. As for the four magical clan guards, they instantly rolled over and collapsed, completely crushed beneath the overwhelming aura, unable to lift even an inch. The yellow-robed young woman, carefully protected by Han Li, remained untouched, yet stared at the scene in utter disbelief. Han Li’s aura continued to surge and intensify, gradually enveloping the entire massive tower within its reach. The various seals arranged within the tower trembled violently under the surge of that terrifying aura, some even emitting sharp alarm sounds at their weakest points. Such a commotion naturally alerted the more advanced magical beings. Two elderly magical beings who had been meditating in a secluded chamber on the highest level of the great tower instantly leaped to their feet, startled by the sudden influx of energy, and without a word, flashed into the air, vanishing from the chamber. A short while later, two elders of the Liangxu stage of magic appeared suddenly before Han Li, who stood in awe before them, as the original two tower managers could hardly believe their eyes. The two new arrivals bowed deeply and respectfully before Han Li, repeatedly addressing him as "Senior Magus." Han Li then gathered the intense aura that had just surged, and with a calm gaze, observed the two new Liangxu-level magical elders. After a moment, he gently nodded toward a yellow-robed young woman standing beside him and said, "I have chosen this young lady. I wish to purchase her. Do either of you have any objections?" "Of course not. The fact that the Lord of Magic has chosen this young lady speaks volumes about her merits. Even if this servant were gifted to you by our tower, we would never dare ask for a single magic stone!" One of the elderly unicorns spoke without hesitation. The other nodded vigorously in agreement. Having previously encountered numerous Lord of Magics, both of them knew well that these combined beings were ancient beings, often living for centuries, with eccentric temperaments—never showing the slightest sign of deference or negligence. The lone elder grasped the ring firmly in his hand, unable to return it, and instead tucked it into his chest, then said again, "Let's discuss this matter another time. I currently have other pressing affairs to attend to. I hope that when I come again, your tower will still leave me satisfied!" After a few flickers of expression, Han Li shook his head. As soon as he finished speaking, intense black light surged from his body, sweeping across beside him and instantly drawing the yellow-robed young woman into the glow. With the light spreading, a streak of brilliant light shot off toward one side of the tower wall. A thunderous crash followed, and the wall's seal only flashed wildly before being effortlessly pierced by the streak, vanishing in an instant. The two elders of the Transcendent Realm, of magical lineage, exchanged a wry smile upon witnessing this.