"The Elder of Eagle Mountain..." With a soft whisper, Xiao Yan slowly inhaled, his fist in his sleeve suddenly tightening. He hadn't expected that even with the Break-Clan Pill—a medicine of such caliber—his effort would fall short with the Black Emperor Sect. "It seems the thing that the other person presented is even more precious than your Break-Clan Pill," said the young physician beside him, slightly surprised. He hadn't imagined that such an unassuming elder could produce something of this magnitude. The quiet in the hall eventually surged into a wave of commotion, as countless pairs of astonished eyes turned toward the gray-haired, hawk-nosed elder seated in the corner. A series of gasps echoed throughout the auction hall. "Old Man Yingshan? Is that indeed the Elder from back then, ranked third on the Black List? He's still alive?" "He never actually died—he simply retired and went into seclusion. It's truly a delight to see such a legendary elder, once a dominant force in the Black Angle Region, today." "He was at the peak of his Power of Battle Sovereign back then. After all these years, he must have already ascended to the rank of Battle Conductor, surely." Compared to the bustling noise from the rear, the atmosphere at the贵宾席 carried an unusual sense of tension. A series of sharp, penetrating glances swept from various directions, converging steadily upon the old Ei-Shan. Though Ei-Shan held a strong reputation within the Black Corner domain, under the allure of Bodhi's fully manifested form, any opponent would be directly overlooked by them. Despite the unwelcoming stares from around him, the old Ei-Shan remained composed, his body lightly leaning against the back of his chair. His weathered face, expressionless, subtly radiated a fierce intensity. In the Black Corner domain, there were few who practiced leniency—Ei-Shan had once risen to the pinnacle of the Black Rank's top three, having claimed lives in his path. The number of those he had defeated was no small figure. Even in his current state of long-term retreat and seclusion, his formidable nature had only slightly softened. Anyone who believed him now to be merely a soft, pliable target would surely pay a costly price. On the auction platform, Mo Tianxing remained smiling throughout, as if completely unaware of the strange atmosphere gathering among the guests at the VIP section. He smiled warmly and said, "Now that the Bodhi Body Essence has found its rightful home, this auction held by our Black Emperor Sect can be considered a complete success. Over the coming days, our sect will host grand banquets. Should any of you be interested, please feel free to stay and join in. As for guests who have acquired items through the auction, we will personally deliver the items exactly as they were, right here at our Black Emperor Sect, over the next two days." As soon as Mo Tianxing finished speaking, the elderly man from E Mountain slowly rose to his feet and, under the watchful eyes of everyone present, walked steadily toward the exit of the VIP section, expression unchanged. As the elder from Yingshan began his departure, several guests at the VIP section also rose, stepping toward the auction hall's exit. With his exceptional soul perception, Xiao Yan could sense that at least half of the guests at the VIP table now carried a subtle cold, lethal aura. "The real drama has just begun," Xiao Yan murmured with a smile. "The coming period is likely to be truly stormy—filled with blood and turmoil..." He then stood up himself and headed straight for the exit, followed closely by Xiao Yixian and Zi Yan. "Ah, friend," a sudden laugh echoed from behind just as Xiao Yan was about to step out. Xiao Yan paused slightly, his black robe shifting slightly backward, his gaze calm and steady as he observed the group from the Magu Yan Valley approaching him. A slightly hoarse voice then emerged: "Is there something I can assist you with?" "Ah, I am Fang, the Senior Elder of Magu Yan Valley. Might I know your name?" "Yan stepped forward with a warm smile, bowing slightly to Xiao Yan in a courteous tone. "My name is Yan. Is there something the Grand Elder has come about?" Xiao Yan replied calmly. "Heh, I believe your expertise in alchemy is perhaps the foremost in the Black Angular Domain. I've come not for any other matter, but to inquire—does Mr. Yan also have interest in the Bodhi Body-Transforming Nectar?" Yan smiled, then suddenly shifted tone, his eyes darkening slightly as he asked softly. "What do you mean?" Xiao Yan's gaze narrowed slightly beneath his black robe, his voice remaining steady. "Should Mr. Yan be interested in the Bodhi Body-Transforming Nectar, we might be able to collaborate. The elder from the Eagle Mountain is one of the strongest among the older generation of the Black Angular Domain. Even with the young lady at your side, if you act alone, it may prove difficult to secure the Bodhi Body-Transforming Nectar from him." Yan spoke gently. Hearing this, Xiao Yan lifted a mocking smile at the corner of his lips beneath his black robe, then slightly shook his head, saying, "I'm not particularly enthusiastic about the proposal from the Elder of Local Dialect. I'm sorry for that..." As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yan didn't wait for the Elder to respond, but gave the mysterious gray-robed figure standing behind him a subtle, deep gaze before turning and stepping through the passage. Seeing Xiao Yan directly reject his proposal, the Elder's eyes flashed with coldness. "This young man is too arrogant—he must think that with a Divinity Realm master at his side, he can single-handedly defeat the elder from E Jing Mountain?" Several elders of Mo Yan Valley murmured in disapproval, gazing at Xiao Yan's retreating figure. After all, given Mo Yan Valley's standing in the Black-Angle Region, such treatment was rare. The Elder's expression remained somewhat gloomy, then turned to the gray-robed figure behind him, bowing respectfully, "Sir, what would you suggest we do now?" "This situation is all aimed at the Bodhi essence of the perfected form, so don't expect anyone to believe you or collaborate with you. Therefore, the only thing you can rely on is yourself. Although Elder Yingshan is strong, he won't be completely helpless—over the past two days, they've sent people to pin him down. As soon as he attempts to leave Black Emperor City, they'll move against him!" The gray robe gently trembled, and a faint, detached voice slowly echoed out. … As the auction concluded perfectly, the atmosphere within Black Emperor City seemed to grow more festive. Under the grand banquet hosted by Black Emperor Sect, the entire city was bathed in a joyful ambiance. Yet, some perceptive individuals could subtly sense that beneath this festivity, a wave of impending bloodshed was quietly building. While waiting for developments in the situation, Xiang Yan had already, on the second day after the auction concluded, taken the two young healers with him to the headquarters of the Hei Huang Sect. Naturally, Mo Tianxing welcomed their visit with the utmost enthusiasm, warmly receiving them and treating them with the highest honors—so much so that Xiang Yan himself felt somewhat uncomfortable. After a brief exchange of words, Mo Tianxing seemed to notice Xiang Yan's growing impatience and, without further delay, waved his hand. Then, all the items Xiang Yan had purchased at the auction—including the dried corpse of the beast—were brought out one by one. "Ah, Mr. Yan Xiao," he smiled, gesturing toward the large dried beast that now occupied half the hall, "all the items you've acquired are from here. You may inspect them personally." Xiao Yan showed no trace of pretense, merely nodded slightly, then carefully inspected every item presented—especially the dried wyvern corpse, which took considerable time to examine. After such an extended period, finding nothing amiss, he nodded once more, slowly withdrawing gold coins and pills from his storage jade ring and placing them gently upon the table. "Master Mo, please also have a look at these items." Mo Tianxing glanced at them, then waved his hand with a cheerful smile. "No need—my confidence in Mr. Yan Xiao is firm." Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan offered a quiet smile and said, "Then, I shall be off." As he spoke, he turned to leave. Seeing this, Master Mo hurried forward with a dry smile. "Mr. Yan Xiao, please wait a moment." "What is it?" Xiao Yan furrowed his brows, turning to ask. "Hehe…" Mo Tianxing smiled awkwardly, then rubbed his hands. "Master Yanxiao, I wonder if your broken sect pill might be exchanged with me?" Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan's lips curled into a cold smile—this old man truly still intended to take his broken sect pill.