Mandala Divine Flower

"Princess Bei'er's Mirage Pearl truly is a rare and precious treasure."

Tianji Zi's gentle, jade-like voice echoed through the Heavenly Secrets Tower. He stood with his hands behind his back, silver radiance flowing across his moon-white robe embroidered with constellations. His gaze slowly swept over the hall, and the smile on his lips was tranquil and composed. "However, I have a feeling that at today's grand gathering, there will be treasures that stir my heart even more."

As his words fell, the prodigies and elders of the various factions throughout the hall all shifted slightly in expression. Some lowered their heads in thought, while others began calculating in secret.

"Junior Brother, do we have any treasures worth bringing out?" Shi Jingtian scratched his gleaming bald head, his face full of gloom. Spreading his hands carelessly, he said, "Old Shi here is dirt poor. The most valuable thing on me is this lousy stick. I can't exactly trade it for someone else's bird, can I? What would I use to fight afterward?"

Tu Jiao crossed her arms, and a trace of helplessness surfaced on her capable, valiant face. Curling her lips, she said, "Don't look at me. I don't have any valuable treasures that could catch the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion's eye either—just ordinary cultivation items."

Murong Taxue's cool eyes narrowed slightly as she instinctively glanced at the Moonlight Sword clenched in her hand. That sword had been bestowed upon her by her master and had accompanied her for many years. Its blade was like snow, its cold gleam contained within. It was her most precious personal weapon, and in her urgency, the only priceless treasure she could think of.

Just as she was about to speak, Lu Changsheng seemed to have already seen through her thoughts. He reached out and gently