"Ye Sang, I’ll need your help when I enter the academy, so don’t be polite with me," Nan Gong Huan said with a light smile.

Ye Sang felt a warmth in her heart and smiled back. "Alright, once we’re in the academy, I’ll take care of you."

The two of them exchanged knowing smiles, just like they had in front of the Spirit Condensation Pavilion.

"The auction is starting!" Ye Wan Jun pointed downward.

The lights in the venue suddenly dimmed, and a spotlight shone on a stunning woman standing in the center. She was slender and tall, radiating beauty—she was tonight’s auctioneer.

As the auction proceeded, the siblings watched with great interest, while Nan Gong Huan took out the brow bone given to her by the Moon Sovereign and began to rub it gently in her hands.

The brow bone of an Earth Spirit Clan member. As she touched it carefully, her two spirit platforms trembled faintly.

Elder Ling had mentioned that every member of the Earth Spirit Clan possessed unique sensory abilities. When one member was in danger, the brow bones of other members would emit a special resonance.

Although the Earth Spirit Clan had distinct characteristics and immense power, they were extremely difficult to reproduce, and the entire clan numbered only about five hundred.

Nan Gong Huan closed her eyes and sent her spiritual energy into the brow bone to explore it. In that instant, she seemed to have entered a boundless galaxy.

Countless fragments of silver light floated before her eyes. When she reached out to touch them, the silver light merged into her fingertips, bringing a cold sensation.

Immediately after, Nan Gong Huan’s heart tightened. She felt an overwhelming sense of loneliness that struck at her soul.

It was like a single black dot on a vast white canvas, desperately trying to find an exit but unable to escape the confines of the paper.

Just as Nan Gong Huan’s heart raced with panic, a warm force flowed into her, and the world before her suddenly brightened.

It was as if spring had arrived, melting the icy snow of winter and reviving the dormant world. The fragments of silver light took on vibrant colors, painting a scene that was almost surreal.

"It’s Elder Ling helping me!" Nan Gong Huan thought to herself. Elder Ling, also a member of the Earth Spirit Clan, had used his power to soothe the loneliness within the brow bone, letting it know it wasn’t alone.

Nan Gong Huan’s tense body relaxed, and a glowing green fruit began to grow rapidly before her eyes. She couldn’t help but reach out and catch the large fruit.

The moment she touched it, a strange, clear stream flowed into her mind, outlining the concept of a skill.

"All things have spirit," Nan Gong Huan murmured softly, her eyes snapping open as a silvery light flashed across them.

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This skill... was incredibly powerful!

It was a powerful form of spirit summoning that allowed her to randomly select an item from nature as a medium—be it a blade of grass, a flower, or even a stone—to summon a spirit beast interested in it.

The more valuable the medium, the stronger and rarer the summoned spirit beast would be.

Nan Gong Huan began to imagine. If she used rare magical herbs or high-level spirit beast crystals as mediums, the summoned spirit beasts would undoubtedly be extremely powerful.

However, the cost of using this skill was also significant. Regardless of the medium’s level, each summoning would consume the power of one spirit platform.

She currently only had two spirit platforms. Summoning once would deplete half of her power!

"Huh? Ah Huan, what are you talking about? You’ve been acting strange since earlier. Are you okay?" Ye Sang asked with concern, noticing that Nan Gong Huan seemed a bit off. She was still holding that stone and muttering to herself.

"It’s nothing," Nan Gong Huan shook her head with a smile. "I’m just reviewing my studies."

Ye Sang didn’t doubt her and instead said enviously, "No wonder you’re so strong now. You’re always studying, even in your spare time."

Just studying... Nan Gong Huan felt a bit embarrassed.

"Ah Huan, it seems like you don’t have a proper weapon. I’ve noticed you’ve only been carrying a dagger these past few days... By the way, what’s the most suitable weapon for a spirit summoner?" Ye Wan Jun asked, looking at the current auction item—a long staff.

Ye Sang also looked puzzled. She didn’t know what weapon was suitable for a spirit summoner either, but given Ah Huan’s current cultivation level, she was completely different from ordinary spirit summoners.

"Ah Huan also has a spirit beast, right? That makes her a summoner too. Summoners... can pretty much use any weapon, mainly for self-defense," Ye Wan Jun glanced at Nan Gong Huan, thinking that with her abilities, anyone who tried to mess with her would end up beaten to a pulp...

"My dagger is enough. Have you seen any weapons you like?" Nan Gong Huan asked in return.

The Radiant Gold Dagger her grandfather had given her was incredibly useful. Switching to something else might not feel as comfortable.

Both of them shook their heads. "Not yet. Everything so far is stuff we can’t use."

Even if there were one or two items, the bids from others were skyrocketing to ten or twenty million, which was way too expensive for them to even consider!

Nan Gong Huan nodded. "If you see something you like, just bid. Don’t hold back on my account."

Just as Nan Gong Huan finished speaking, Ye Wan Jun suddenly hunched over, his face contorted in pain as he clutched his chest. His body curled up like a shrimp, and he bit back a cry of pain.

Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body trembled slightly. His arms felt icy cold to the touch.

Ye Sang’s face turned pale, and she immediately began rummaging through her storage ring, looking frantic.

"What’s wrong?" Nan Gong Huan, sensing something was off, grabbed Ye Wan Jun’s wrist and sent her spiritual energy to investigate.

His pulse was erratic, and his heart seemed to be in serious trouble.

"My brother has had heart problems since he was a child... Damn it, I didn’t bring any heart-nourishing potion. I’ll go home and get it!" Ye Sang’s face was white as she stood up and hurriedly said to Nan Gong Huan, "Wan Jun’s condition isn’t stable enough to move. Could you please look after him while I go home to get the potion?"

But Nan Gong Huan grabbed Ye Sang’s arm and quickly said, "It’ll take you at least an hour to go and come back. By the time you return, his body might have already gone cold."

"Then what should we do?" Ye Sang was filled with guilt, pacing around like an ant on a hot pan.

Nan Gong Huan thought for a moment and said reassuringly, "Don’t worry. I’ll brew a potion for him. It’ll only take a moment."

During her last visit to the pharmacy, she had taken a lot of medicinal herbs, including enough heart-nourishing ingredients. Since time was of the essence, brewing a potion on the spot would be much faster.

"You can brew potions too?" Ye Sang’s mind was momentarily unable to process this.

Nan Gong Huan didn’t respond. Instead, she took out the necessary medicinal herbs for the heart-nourishing potion, along with a cauldron, and began heating it up to start brewing.

Her movements were skilled, leaving Ye Sang stunned. Even Ye Wan Jun, who was enduring the pain, turned his head with difficulty to watch.

It was clear that Ye Wan Jun’s condition was critical. The potion had to be brewed as quickly as possible to prevent a tragedy.