One month later, at the edge of the Huanyao Desert, several lizard-like monsters burst forth from the gray, misty sands, each one稳稳 seated with a person upon its back. These were the group returning from the Bai Family's ore vein. When Han Li learned of the demise of the magical spirit at the hands of the bearded man and others, he immediately set off with the purple-haired woman to join the other three magi-kingdoms, eventually locating the source of the spirit—a massive, now grayish-white crystal stone. Though the crystal had lost its spiritual essence due to the extinction of the magical spirit, it remained an exceedingly rare material, which the bearded man took without hesitation. As for the detailed account of how the magical spirit had perished, Han Li did not inquire, nor did Lu Nan, the Lord of the Dragon, or his son, who showed any eagerness to share the information. However, upon Han Li's own request, the group began their journey back on the second day following the event and proceeded smoothly all the way out of the Huanyao Desert. At the very moment he stepped out of the desert, Han Li felt his body grow light, and the mysterious force that had been swirling in the void instantly dispersed. Simultaneously, the nine-tenths of his inner qi that had been suppressed surged back to full strength. Feeling the vast, surging flow of power within him, Han Li gently exhaled. The experience of having his qi suppressed in the swirling desert had been truly uncomfortable! As he thought ahead—considering that he might have to delve deep into the desert for several decades next time—he couldn't help but smile faintly. Fortunately, this journey had been a success, and he had even managed to secure a magical lizard from the demonic race, making his gains quite substantial. Now, all he needed to do was patiently await the arrival of the old masters from the Long family. However, the Bai family had promised him a reward for selecting three treasures from the treasury—whether there would be any additional surprises remained to be seen. With these thoughts, Han Li felt a growing sense of anticipation. The various beings who had achieved full integration naturally possessed a speed of flight that was beyond extraordinary. In just half a day, the group spotted the city of HuanYe far off. Several hours later, Han Li, Lu Long Tianjun, and Han Qi Zi had already arrived at a hall within the Bai family's fortress, a room adorned with simple, ancient elegance, where they were chatting comfortably under the company of a purple-haired woman. Yet the bearded elder was completely absent, as if he had gone off to attend to some urgent matter. This was entirely understandable—since the entire Bai family relied on these two elder magi to maintain stability, leaving for over two months naturally required immediate attention to pressing affairs. After a meal's worth of time, a figure appeared at the hall's entrance—none other than the bearded elder. He entered with a bright smile, as though he had recently experienced something pleasant. "White Brother, how quickly have you managed to settle the affairs of the clan?" Lu Long Tianjun glanced at the elder, his plump cheeks slightly twitching as he asked. "Ha ha, it's only some minor matters." However, besides settling a few matters, I've also collected all the compensation promised to several of my friends. Please take them, gentlemen!" The large man smiled, murmured a few words before shaking his sleeve, and from it three black circular rings shot out. With a simple hand gesture, each of the three—Han Li and his companions—caught the rings effortlessly. Using their spiritual awareness, they scanned each one. A moment later, both Luan Long Tianjun and Han Qi Zi nodded with satisfied expressions and each placed their storage bracelets aside. Han Li, after a thorough inspection, maintained a calm expression. With a flash of green light in his hands, the ring vanished silently. "This time, my assistance has cost me some vital energy. I shall need to return to my abode to rest and recover for some time. I won't disturb you two any further," said Luan Long Tianjun, who was equally courteous, immediately rising to depart once he had received his compensation. "With Luan Long brother now leaving, I shall also make my departure." "Han Qi, after a brief thought, spoke similarly in a hoarse voice... Seeing this, Han Li's gaze flickered slightly, yet he remained firmly seated in his chair without moving. This caused Lu Lan, the Dragon Sovereign, and Han Qi to exchange glances of differing expressions. Yet Han Li showed no outward change in his demeanor. The yellow-haired elder and the purple-haired woman, naturally, offered a few more polite words of invitation. When it became clear that neither Lu Lan nor Han Qi intended to stay, they escorted them to the entrance of the hall and then dispatched a disciple from Bai Family to accompany them outside the fortress before returning to the hall. At this moment, Han Li sat calmly, sipping his cup of spiritual tea. "Brother Han, you truly display remarkable composure! Now that both Lu Lan and Han Qi have departed, wouldn't you be concerned that my siblings might insist on keeping the three treasures?" The yellow-haired elder, observing Han Li's composed demeanor, gave a subtle nod and said with evident intention. "If Brother Bai truly acts so stingy, then perhaps the Bai family wouldn't have reached its present standing," replied Han Li calmly, without showing any anger. "Heh, that's indeed true. If the Bai family were to break its promises merely over a few treasures, how could it possibly establish itself in Huanye City? Fifth sister, please take Brother Han to our treasury so he may select three treasures. Whatever items he deems suitable, just take them—no need to hesitate." The bearded man waved his hand with great generosity. "Yes, brother. Brother Han, follow me," said the purple-haired woman, smiling warmly at Han Li. Han Li made no formalities, merely bowed slightly to the bearded man and then followed the purple-haired woman through a side door. In the hall, only the bearded man remained. After witnessing Han Li's silhouette vanish through the side gate, the smile that had been plastered on his face momentarily faded, and he settled into the main seat of the hall with a thoughtful expression. Then, shaking his head slightly, he murmured in a low, barely audible voice: "It truly is a pity. If only I had known that the magical spirit could have been so easily defeated—then surely, no need for such a generous compensation? Fortunately, the matter of the ore vein has now been fully settled, and these losses will soon be recovered." Based on the faint, intermittent aura emanating from these statues, it is clear they belong to a separate group of guards. In the space between the two rows of statues, there stand several long wooden racks, each glowing with various lights, housing a range of magical artifacts, unusual materials, and various sized jade boxes and wooden caskets—some even containing bottles and jars. The purple-haired woman stands at the entrance, choosing not to enter the hall. With one hand, she performs a series of gestures, channeling them toward the eight bronze statues on either side, then opens her mouth and spits out a jade pendant, tinged with a soft purple hue. Upon the woman's touch, the pendant shoots straight into the hall, making a dull thud before vanishing into the void. Instantly, the entire hall trembles, and the previously steady wave of energy that had enveloped it suddenly disperses in an odd, fragmented manner. "Brother Han, this is our White Family's treasure vault. You are free to select any three treasures from within." The purple-haired woman dispersed the scroll in her hands and turned to Han Li, offering a light smile. "Then I shall not hold back," Han Li replied, smiling gently as he swept his gaze over the hall. With his powerful spiritual awareness and extensive experience, he had already gained a general understanding of the origins and purposes of about ten of the hall's treasures in that single glance. The rest either required further careful examination or were items he had never seen before, which piqued his interest. Han Li moved swiftly and reached a wooden stand some distance away, lifting a piece of material that appeared as if charred wood, then examining it carefully from top to bottom. The purple-haired woman stood at the entrance, smiling quietly without offering any explanations or reminders—clearly, the three items would have to be chosen entirely by Han Li himself, with no guidance from her. Han Li glanced at the material in his hands for a moment, then silently placed it back without a word, and no longer looked at the other items on the wooden stand before him. He walked directly to an adjacent wooden stand and picked up a jade box tightly sealed by several scrolls. This particular jade box had a distinct label on its surface, with faint silver glimmers radiating through the body of the box. Han Li quickly scanned the label and then carefully probed into the contents with his divine awareness, after which he immediately stored the item in his storage bracelet. This unexpectedly startled the purple-haired woman, for in her estimation, the treasures displayed on the wooden racks were no less valuable than the jade box items that Han Li had just taken. After a leisurely stroll, Han Li reached the final two rows of racks after a cup of tea's worth of time, and finally paused, his expression shifting as he fixed his gaze intently on one particular item. It was a block of stone the size of a human head, alternating between black and white, radiating a cold, shimmering light—precisely the strange magmatic gold Han Li had seen in Xueya City, though this specimen was over ten times larger in volume. Han Li gazed at it silently for a while, then gently shook his sleeve, and a wave of emerald mist swept past, leaving the wooden rack completely empty. The purple-haired woman at the entrance watched the scene unfold, her eyes flashing several times, her delicate features momentarily expressing astonishment. Although this substantial amount of heteromagical gold is relatively rare, it is nearly the least valuable among the treasures stored in the repository. It comes as a great surprise to her that the Magus Lord, so mysterious in her eyes, should have chosen to take it away.