The sudden burst of laughter instantly caused the crowd's expressions to shift, and their gazes sharply turned toward the source of the sound. There, beyond the mountain ridge, three figures stood out of place. At the forefront, clad in black robes, was Xiao Yan himself. Upon seeing Xiao Yan and his companions, both the Eagle Mountain elder and Mo Tianxing were momentarily taken aback, their faces then changing noticeably. Only after a moment did Mo Tianxing smile warmly and say, "So it's Mr. Yan Xiao! I didn't expect even you to have uncovered the Elder's ruse." Xiao Yan offered a gentle smile, gave Mo Tianxing a thoughtful glance, and said with a composed tone, "I didn't expect to find Master Mo here as well—this truly came as a surprise to me." Hearing Xiao Yan's slightly implied words, Mo Tianxing's expression also became a bit uneasy. As the host of the auction, it was indeed unfortunate that he had to secretly target his esteemed guests who had just purchased items—this news, once spread, would not be good for He Huai Sect. Though in the Black Corner Region, strength and sheer influence were most valued, a certain level of credibility was still essential. Otherwise, who would dare attend future auctions of He Huai Sect? If buyers paid high prices only to have their purchases forcibly taken away, sometimes even at the cost of their lives, such concerns would naturally arise. Thus, upon seeing Xiao Yan's appearance, Mo Tianxing felt a subtle chill of murderous intent. Had it not been for his hesitation due to Xiao Yan's young healer by his side, he would have already moved to act. "Hehe, Master Mo is simply reluctant to part with that Bodhi-Body Saliva, so he secretly made arrangements and now wishes to reclaim it once again—what a masterstroke!" The elder from the Eagle Mountain scanned the three of them, pausing particularly on the young female physician in her white gown, and chuckled. "Master Mo, now that you're arguing at this very moment, it won't do you much good." Mo Tianxing's face grew stern, and he spoke slowly. "Master Mo, you're quite bold—come on then, make your move. Even if my current condition isn't quite your match, heh, you'll still have to suffer serious injuries to defeat me. When that happens…" The elder from Eagle Mountain sneered, glancing once more at the three of them, his meaning clear without needing to say more. The fist clenched slowly within his robe, Mo Tianxing's expression grew slightly somber. The current situation indeed proved difficult to resolve. If no one noticed this, he could manage—despite his own severe injuries, he could still defeat the Elder of Yingshan. But now, with Xiao Yan and his two companions, all of whom possessed formidable strength, arriving, he knew clearly that they had come specifically for the Bodhi Body Transformation. Should he suffer a serious injury in his battle against the Elder of Yingshan, the outcome would inevitably favor Xiao Yan—his efforts would be rendered in vain. Such a situation, where he would merely serve as a mere garment for others' success, was something Mo Tianxing absolutely could not allow. Seeing the growing seriousness and hesitation on Mo Tianxing's face, the old eagle-mount elder chuckled even more bitterly. The arrival of Xiao Yan and his two companions had instantly disrupted the current situation—now, with such a tense atmosphere, no one dared to act rashly. For him, however, this very situation offered numerous advantages. With just a bit of time, he could successfully draw back that soul fragment, restoring his own peak condition, and with his current capabilities, escaping should not be difficult. Xiao Yan's face bore a warm, friendly smile, yet in his heart, he felt a deep sense of caution and alertness toward this seemingly affable yet watchful elder. "I'm sure Mr. Yanxiao has come specifically for the Bodhi Body Essence," Mo Tianxing asked—a question that seemed almost self-evident—then smiled pleasantly and said, "Then, let us join forces to tackle Elder Yingshan. Should we succeed in securing the Bodhi Body Essence from him, our Black Emperor Sect may waive its claim, but Mr. Yanxiao will need to provide us with some compensation, wouldn't you agree?" "Compensation?" Xiao Yan blinked, then said with a half-smile, "The Sect-destroying Pill?" "Hmm. It's so much easier to talk to someone intelligent," Mo Tianxing chuckled. "What do you think, Mr. Yanxiao?" Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the young physician beside him, his expression suggesting a subtle shift in inclination. "Don't trust this old man. You've uncovered his secrets, and he won't let you off easy. And with his greed, do you think he'd willingly offer you the Bodhi Body Essence?" While Xiao Yan was pondering, the old man from Ersi Mountain coldly scoffed. "Silent and unassuming!" Mo Tianxing's face suddenly darkened, and with a sudden sweep of his sleeve, a massive golden qi wave, stretching a zhang in length, burst forth from within. It then surged through the sky like a golden serpent, hissing as it sliced through the air, directly aimed at the old man from Ersi Mountain. "Hmph!" "Upon seeing Mo Tian Xing's gesture, the elderly man from Yingshan also emitted a cold sigh, extending his withered hands steadily before suddenly clenching them. At that moment, the space before him instantly warped, as if solidified. The golden stream of qi, in turn, struck hard against this distorted, tangible space, producing a thunderous explosion—both the stream and the space vanished in the impact. Yet even as they vanished, the residual energy waves caused the small mountain valley to tremble violently, several massive stones rolling down the peak with a deep, resonant roar. Regarding Mo Tianxing's proposal, Xiao Yan appeared to be pondering deeply, yet his heart was filled with quiet scorn. In his view, both the Eagle Mountain elder and Mo Tianxing were cunning old foxes—utterly untrustworthy; their promises were as hollow as a mere exhalation, carrying no real weight. Though Mo Tianxing lacked credibility, his proposal was far from entirely impractical. The Eagle Mountain elder was no ordinary figure—he was equally sharp and capable. If he could be dealt with now, everything would become significantly easier and more straightforward. As for who would ultimately claim the Bodhi-Body Essence after the matter was settled—that would be a matter for later. Just as Xiao Yan was about to agree, a soft, clear voice suddenly rose, seemingly appearing out of nowhere. "Mo Master, if genuine cooperation is truly desired, why seek them out at all? Why not choose our Magu-Yan Valley instead?" "Hearing this voice, everyone present subtly stiffened, then their eyes suddenly brightened. There, in the northern sky, several streaks of light flashed across the heavens and, within mere moments, materialized above the small mountain valley. Leading the group was none other than the enigmatic gray-robed figure. Behind him, the senior elder Fangyan of Magu Valley and others regarded the gathered guests with cold, scornful glances. 'The people from Magu Valley...' Xiao Yan furrowed his brows, gazing intently at this group, murmuring, 'How exactly did they discover our presence here?'” "This situation has now become quite troublesome..." The old man from Yingshan looked slightly uneasy, his expression somewhat troubled. The more powerful beings appeared, the less favorable it was for him. With the essence of Bodhi-Transforming Saliva within him, he was now the primary target of everyone. Though he was a Dou-Zong-level master, there were at least three others of the same rank present. Facing one opponent was manageable, but should he have to face three, he would have no idea how he would meet his end. "Heh, I didn't expect even the esteemed members of Mo-Yan Valley to have seen through the ruse of the old eagle master..." At first, Mo Tianxing's expression had grown serious, but soon he smiled calmly, his gaze slowly settling on the enigmatic gray-robed figure leading the group from Mo-Yan Valley. "Could you kindly tell me your name and title? As far as I know, the Master of Mo-Yan Valley is currently in deep meditation, so I would assume you are not the one." "My lord is a distinguished guest of Mo-Yan Valley. Since Master Mo has not visited us here for a long time, I believe he is not familiar with you." "The dialect smiled, then turned his gaze toward Xiao Yan with a slightly solemn air, smiling and said, 'Mr. Yanxiao, ah—excuse me, perhaps we should call you Master Xiao of the Xiao Sect?' At this moment, Xiao Yan had removed his cloak, revealing his face. Thus, the Dialect, the Senior Elder, immediately recognized him—after all, many people in the upper echelons of the Magu Yan Valley had portraits of Xiao Yan. 'Master Xiao?' Hearing this, Mo Tianxing and the others from the Hehuang Sect were startled. 'Haha, didn't Master Mo know that Mr. Yanxiao himself is actually Master Xiao of the Xiao Sect, Xiao Yan? Back then, in Black Angle Domain, he was truly a rising star—even the two elders, Jin and Yin, were defeated by him.'" the dialect said with a warm smile. Hearing what the local dialect had to say, Mo Tianxing and the others immediately looked intrigued, their eyes filled with astonishment as they turned toward Xiao Yan, whose expression remained calm. As a rising force in Black Angular Domain, the "Xiao Sect" had long been of interest to them, and they had also been particularly curious about its enigmatic sect master. Yet they hadn't expected that this very master would be the young rock-wolf currently standing before them. Undeterred by their unusual glances, Xiao Yan simply ignored them, his gaze having been fixed on the gray-robed figure from the very beginning. Now, with the figure closer, the sense of familiarity and eerie intensity emanating from him grew ever stronger. The solemn laughter of the gray-robed figure settled, as his hand gently grasped the robe and then slowly lifted it... The robe peeled away, revealing a face filled with sternness and ferocity. At the very moment the robe was lifted, Xiāo Yīn's dark pupils narrowed sharply!