Clearly, this foreign cultivator of the Great Foundation stage was unaware that the actual contender bidding against him within the floating house was merely a young disciple at the Lingxu stage. Upon hearing this, the Xue Po's expression slightly changed, and she turned to look at Han Li. "It doesn't matter. As this is an auction event, the highest bidder wins. If you truly need it, Xue friend, there's no need to hesitate—just go ahead and place your bid." Han Li spoke calmly and composedly. "Thank you, elder! With your words, I now feel at ease." The Xue Po relaxed, expressing her gratitude. Then, with her fingers moving several times on the circular board, she announced a new price—five and a half million灵stones, raising it by three hundred thousand灵stones. This sudden increase startled many of the foreign cultivators present. The first senior cultivator to bid, who had initially been confident, now fell silent. He only resumed his bidding after Ruyu Du, on the platform, confirmed the price three times and finally decided on the winner of the Golden Bone Marrow, at which point, the floating house remained completely silent. I wonder whether this Mahayana elder truly thinks the item is not worth such a high price, or whether I have simply made it so that Blood Sister will be delighted beyond measure and promptly receive the goods from the Merchant Alliance's envoy, who will personally deliver them and settle the payment in spirit stones upon arrival. "I didn't expect Blood Sister to be so well-off—she simply took out such a substantial amount of spirit stones without even blinking." After the attendants had departed, Alguo, watching Blood Sister gently handling the small purple vial, expressed her admiration. Given her age and cultivation level, she naturally couldn't carry many spirit stones. "Alguo, you're mistaken. These spirit stones were accumulated over many years from my own body's essence. I hadn't anticipated encountering something so rare as the golden thunder lion's marrow right from the start—otherwise, I would have had to wait a bit longer before making the sale. However, with this item secured, I'm certain the remaining auction items will be out of reach." Blood Sister sighed, and with a flash of inner light, she instantly stored the small vial within her own reserves. "However, I do think it's a wise move for Sister to act now. While there will certainly be auction items even rarer than this golden marrow later on, their bidding prices will surely far exceed these spiritual stones. Right now, the event is just beginning, and many people are still holding off, hoping for better opportunities. Otherwise, Sister wouldn't have been able to secure this golden marrow so easily." Zhu Guo'er tilted her head, then smiled and said. "This is also greatly thanks to Brother Han's presence here. On my own, I'd never dare compete with a Stage-Three Elder for any item. Even if the Stage-Three Elder doesn't attend the auction, others likely wouldn't let go of the golden marrow easily." Xue Po glanced at Han Li, expressing her heartfelt gratitude. "I originally thought I'd need to borrow a few spiritual stones from Brother Xue, but now I've managed to secure this item myself—this is certainly better." Han Li smiled slightly, remaining neutral and noncommittal. At that moment, his gaze shifted once again to the center of the plaza outside the flying pavilion. Right from the start, the auction unveiled something rare—golden marrow—surprising even Han Li, who now felt a growing anticipation for what came next. On the stone platform, Hu Yu-shuang had already grasped the second, slightly longer wooden chest in her hands and opened it with a single motion. As soon as the dark wooden chest was opened in the woman’s hands, a roar like a dragon’s voice rang out. A streak of emerald light burst forth, then shimmered and transformed into a long, emerald-colored dragon several dozen feet long, rearing up with its jaws agape and limbs outstretched, charging skyward as if eager to escape. The body of the green dragon serpent twisted and, as its radiance faded, it gradually transformed into a jade-green sword, drifting gently downward. Hu Yuduang only then raised her hand, gesturing toward the sky, and instantly caught the sword in her hands, then gently cradled it between both palms. At once, the shimmering blue light on the sword's surface dimmed completely, and the dragon's roar ceased abruptly. Han Li's eyes flashed with a subtle blue glow, allowing him to examine the object clearly. He observed that the sword was ancient in appearance, only slightly over a foot in length, with its blade and hilt each occupying roughly half of the total length. The blade was adorned with dense, scale-like spiritual patterns, while the hilt subtly formed the shape of a green dragon's head, its mouth gently holding a crescent-shaped crystal. "This is the Qing Jiao Chong Yue Sword—one of the three spiritual swords belonging to Chong Yue Elder, who once gained renown across the Feng Yuan Continent ten thousand years ago." During its creation, the blade was not only soaked in the essence of over a dozen spiritually attuned green dragon-jaws for an extended period, but after taking shape, it was further infused with lunar essence over several centuries by Old Master Chongyue, who painstakingly channeled this celestial power into it. Its spiritual depth and power were thus beyond imagination. Interested friends are welcome to approach and personally examine it." The beautiful woman held the sword gently before her, smiling warmly and offering a brief explanation. As the woman finished speaking, someone immediately stepped in. "Seven and a half million," "Eight million," "Nine million"... The holographic image of the sword had already appeared on the screen, and the bidding prices beside it were rapidly fluctuating, making it difficult to keep up. However, when the bid reached two point six million, the bidding sounds suddenly stopped, and no one else added any more bids. Clearly, the diverse alien attendees believed this price had reached its limit and no longer saw it worth competing for. As for the senior cultivators residing in the floating pavilions, they showed no interest at all in such a treasure, and none of them stepped forward to place a bid. Thus, the green-jade sword that soars to the moon was successfully auctioned off at two point six million. When Hu Yu-shuang opened the third wooden box, she revealed a blood-colored stone the size of a clenched fist—blood罡iron, a specialty of the Blood Sky Continent. This material was commonly used in crafting special artifacts and magical items, and it was swiftly purchased by someone for one point seven million. Thus, the entire auction began with a promising start. One after another, rare treasures were brought forth and swiftly sold by Hu Yushuang with effortless grace. Among these, only a few items caught the eye of the senior cultivators from the Flying Pavilion, and even then, the bulk of the ninety or so pieces sold were achieved with only a few brief bids. Han Li, of course, showed no interest at all—he never made a single bid. Xue Po, meanwhile, grew increasingly enthusiastic about several items presented later, yet once the prices were announced, she remained silent and made no further moves. With her wealth now reduced by half, she could only admire the offerings from a distance. It seemed the He Lan Trading Alliance had realized that these items simply failed to impress the senior cultivators from the Flying Pavilion. Finally, midway through the auction, the alliance unveiled a batch of five or six treasures even rarer than golden marrow—each one directly linked to the power of withstanding or delaying a celestial calamity. This time, the items within the flying house finally couldn't sit still anymore,纷纷 stepping forward with no hesitation to compete fiercely. Each one was easily bid up to hundreds of million spiritual stones. Even one special material used to craft a divine artifact capable of withstanding a heavenly calamity was auctioned off at an astronomical price of four hundred million spiritual stones. Only then did the heterodox beings at the plaza—those at the Consolidated and Immortal Realms stage—finally grasp what true wealth truly meant, treating top-tier spiritual stones as if they were ordinary. Han Li had originally been somewhat interested in that special material, but once the bid surpassed two hundred million, he merely smiled and promptly stepped away. With these five or six items coming up, the interest of most of the senior cultivators at the Great Perfection stage was finally stirred. Even when the subsequent auction items dropped in quality, these ancient beings began to bid actively, securing many of the lower-tier items. As time passed, the grand auction lasted for an entire day, finally reaching its concluding phase. Fortunately, all the present guests were individuals of profound magical prowess. At this moment, not only had they no signs of fatigue, but rather, they appeared more vibrant than ever, their spirits growing increasingly bright. "Given that all of you have likely been waiting for this moment for some time, I shall now proceed without further unnecessary words. Let us begin the auction of the three grandest treasures of this gathering—believe me, they will surely leave everyone thoroughly delighted." With a serene, enigmatic smile, Hu Yubian gently raised both hands. When these seven had just landed on the stone platform, Hu Yushuang suddenly bowed respectfully to the four elders: "I intended to pay my respects to the four senior elders as soon as I arrived on Fengyuan Continent, but I didn't expect to encounter all four of you simultaneously entering closed meditation. Please don't hold it against me." "Ah, you're indeed the most promising descendant of the Hu family's main line—the one who truly stands out. Your talent is truly exceptional, far beyond ordinary people. As for formalities, we've always been indifferent to them; you needn't worry about them at all. Recently, the four of us have been jointly cultivating a special ability, and we're at a crucial stage. Had it not been for Ming Zun's firm insistence that we make an appearance, we likely wouldn't have broken our meditations yet." A slender elder, dressed in coarse cotton robes and with a timeless, ancient appearance, waved his hand and smiled.