"Yin Yue, have you awakened?" Han Li was momentarily stunned, his heart filled with joy. "Yes, I just woke up when the master first entered the hall. Over the past few years of cultivation, I've only managed to awaken勉强— I fear I can no longer assist the master in any other ways," Yin Yue replied slowly. "Is your consciousness unharmed?" Although it sounded as though there were no issues, Han Li sensed a subtle unease in Yin Yue's tone, frowning slightly. "I'm fine. This time of deep sleep has restored a portion of my memories, though I'm still adjusting to it." Yin Yue offered a weak smile. "Part of my memories restored?" Han Li raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised. "Indeed. I feel my past life is distant, as though I were someone entirely different. Yet I still cannot recall most of the details." Yin Yue sighed softly, her expression somewhat melancholy. "Being able to remember some of the past— that's already a good thing." "Perhaps, with time passing, you'll eventually remember everything," Han Li said gently, his tone calm and reassuring. "Perhaps so," Yin Yue murmured softly, barely audible. "By the way, you said this is the True Yin Fire—didn't I make a mistake?" Han Li changed the subject, pointing with his finger at the object being held by another hand blazing with purple flames, and asked in surprise. Visible within the embrace of the purple flames, a small cluster of crimson fire constantly morphed into various miniature birds, darting left and right with lively motion, as if alive—truly spirited. "Small servant won't be mistaken," Yin Yue assured. "This is indeed the essence of a Yin Fire. In my memory, this True Fire was only at the most basic stage of development; otherwise, it wouldn't have suffered such a significant loss of vitality after just a few sword blows. Fortunately, it's the True Yin Fire rather than the Sun's Pure Fire. Though both are extremely cold and Yin, this fire is only newly formed, and thus still far less powerful than the Purple Lotus Fire." Otherwise, the Purple Lotus Fire would be unable to contain this one. As for the Sun's Essence Fire, even the lowest-tier variety could manage to break through the Purple Lotus Fire, sustaining some loss of its fundamental energy and making a successful escape. However, once this fire matures into a higher stage, its power will certainly surpass that of the Purple Lotus Fire. Otherwise, it wouldn't be on par with the Sun's Essence Fire, jointly recognized as one of the Three True Spiritual Fires of the human realm. "Silver Moon explained carefully to Han Li. "Is this fire really that formidable? I've never heard of the Three True Spiritual Fires before." Han Li stared intently at the glowing flame before him, still somewhat doubtful. After all, although the flame appeared highly spirited, it hadn't truly impressed him as particularly difficult to contend with. "The Three True Spiritual Fires," Silver Moon said with a wry smile, "were something that naturally came to mind the moment I first saw this fire. It seems I've accumulated a good deal of obscure knowledge after all." "Since it arose naturally in your mind, I believe this fire must indeed be genuine." This fire, though also an extremely cold, yin fire, I wonder if it can be completely absorbed and merged by my Ziluo Ji Fire? Han Li's eyes flashed with a glint of thought. "It should be possible. However, rather than having the Ziluo Ji Fire absorb this fire, it might be better to have this fire absorb the Ziluo Ji Fire instead. After all, this true fire already possesses a subtle spiritual essence; if we were to destroy it now, it would be a great loss, and its power would significantly diminish." Yin Yue gently reminded. "Yes, that makes sense. Still, before that, I must first refine and assimilate this fire. Its subtle spirit makes it more difficult to refine." Han Li nodded. "However, Master, this fire would ideally absorb a touch of the Sun's essence fire as well. In that case, with the convergence of yin and yang energies, combined with the power of the Ziluo Ji Fire, I can hardly imagine how formidable this fire would become. It might well be capable of burning anything in the human realm." Yin Yue smiled warmly. "Sun essence fire? If we can capture this fire, that would be ideal." Yet, I've heard from the Grand Divine Sovereign of Danyan that the solar essence fire is fundamentally beyond the reach of our cultivators in this realm—nothing but a delusion of hope. Han Li furrowed his brows, speaking with a touch of resignation. "That makes sense. However, since the Master now possesses the true lunar fire, which is both antagonistic and complementary to the solar essence fire, perhaps we could use the lunar fire to capture the solar essence fire." Yin Yue hesitated, clearly uncertain about the feasibility of this approach. "We can discuss this further later. As it is, we still don't know when we'll fully refine the lunar essence fire." Han Li nodded thoughtfully, yet shook his head slightly. Upon hearing this, Yin Yue smiled gracefully, then changed the subject and reminded: "Master, the lunar essence fire requires a series of seals to be contained—otherwise, with just a slight mishap, it might breach the vessel and escape." "Ah, of course I'm well aware of that!" Han Li chuckled, then suddenly threw the purple flame upward into the air. At once, a cluster of purple flames gently floated above his head, enveloping the shadow fire. Then, with quick succession of finger movements, he launched a series of fine, thread-like electric arcs that, within moments, wove the purple flames and the inner shadow fire into a golden sphere about the size of a clenched fist, glowing brilliantly. Silver Moon seemed to smile lightly. The technique was almost identical to the one Han Li had used previously to imprison Qianlan Ice Flame. Yet, with his current cultivation level, the method had become naturally refined and seamless. Next, Han Li produced a crimson jade box, placed the golden sphere inside, and then turned his gaze to the massive cauldron, now frozen in ice. "This profound, most yin fire should naturally arise in the most frigid regions," he mused, "yet it just emerged from this cauldron—this is indeed unusual. Could it be that the original substance being refined was something exceptionally cold, and only through the convergence of yin and yang forces did this fire come into being?" He stroked his chin, deep in thought. Silver Moon said nothing, clearly also finding the situation strange. But after a few glances, Han Li ceased further consideration and stepped forward several paces to the giant ice block. His robe trembled, sending out a remarkably thick electric arc that instantly transformed into a golden mesh of electrical currents spreading across the entire surface of the ice upon contact. A series of sharp crackling sparks followed, and the massive ice block fractured into fragments, scattering across the ground. Beneath it, the silent bronze tripod emerged clearly. Han Li gazed at the motionless tripod, his expression calm. With a subtle shimmer of green light, he floated gently upward, drifting slowly to a height of one zhang and observing it from below. Although the area also featured a spatial barrier, Han Li’s strong cultivation at the Yuan Ying stage mid-level made it easy for him to maintain a brief, forceful floating position. The red glow within the tripod had already faded completely, revealing all its contents clearly. As Han Li’s expression subtly shifted, he extended his hand and grasped the empty space within the tripod. With a sudden "whoosh," a shimmering piece shot out from the cauldron and spiraled before landing in Han Li's hands. It was a transparent, fist-sized orb, warm and smooth like a jade, yet slightly elastic when his fingers pressed upon it. "What is this?" Han Li furrowed his brows. "Master, there's no need to ponder it further. Regardless of its original material, after countless thousands of years of continuous refinement, it has likely evolved into something indescribable. However, the emergence of the True Yin Fire must surely be connected to this object—originally, it was no ordinary thing," said Yin Yue, unconcerned. "That makes sense. I'll take the time later to thoroughly study this material and its applications." Han Li nodded in agreement, then smiled faintly. At that moment, a flash of green mist in his hand caused the object to be neatly stored in his storage pouch. Then, after carefully examining the great cauldron once more and confirming that nothing else was present, Han Li immediately pressed two palms together in a series of gestures, then raised his hand single-handedly, launching a red spell that struck the massive cauldron. The previously utterly still cauldron instantly trembled, then flashed with a surge of red light, rapidly shrinking under a hazy glow of red radiance. In a moment, a miniature cauldron about half a foot in size appeared on the ground, emitting a clear, resonant sound. At the same time, the distant lid responded by flying toward the cauldron, circling once before settling upon it, likewise shrinking to fit. Once the small cauldron was fully assembled, its sound grew threefold in volume and filled with a joyful tone. Seeing such lively responsiveness, Han Li's eyes brightened. He then swept his sleeve downward. A wave of jade-green light surged from above, enveloping the small cauldron and drawing it back, landing gently in his palm. With one hand, he held the crimson miniature cauldron up before him, gazing at it closely. Soon, a growing sense of satisfaction spread across his face. Suddenly, he formed a hand seal. A flash of azure light followed, and with a gentle tap of his palm on the steaming cauldron, the small cauldron burst forth with myriad streams of red light, radiating brilliantly. As the lid lifted slightly, countless fire phoenixes surged out of the cauldron, each grotesquely shaped, covered in vibrant crimson hues—true manifestations of the most yang fire spirits. These fire phoenixes breathed flames, dancing and swirling throughout the hall under the precise control of Han Li's divine awareness, gathering and dispersing at will, each one remarkably agile. Naturally, these were the accumulated essences of terrestrial fire spirits gathered over the cauldron's long years, spontaneously manifesting into tangible forms, each as refined as any genuine fire-elemental spirit creature. After briefly experiencing the cauldron's extraordinary powers, Han Li was delighted to secure it as a valuable asset, adding a reliable combat strategy to his arsenal. Though the Three-Flame Fan undoubtedly surpassed this cauldron in power, its significant magical cost had long been a burden, making Han Li hesitant to deploy it freely. Subsequently, Han Li carefully searched the entire hall once more, finding no further treasures. But as he was about to leave, upon glancing briefly at the十余 crimson fire pillars, he suddenly had an inspiration and launched out十几 flying swords, neatly severing all the dragon-fire pillars right at their roots, then casually collected each of these massive entities into his hands. Though these fire pillars had not yet attained the self-awareness and divine status of the great cauldrons, their continuous emission of scorching heat over the years had imbued the originally bronze-made artifacts with an astonishing fire essence, transforming them into truly exceptional items. Whether as raw materials or as magical artifacts, they were undoubtedly exceedingly rare. After reviewing the hall once more and confirming that nothing had been overlooked, Han Li smiled and stepped out, beginning his search for the remaining buildings in the area. Unfortunately, it seemed that Han Li's fortune had been completely exhausted at the Hall of Transformation. Aside from uncovering a few ordinary crafting jade scrolls in an unremarkable pavilion, he found only a few other items in the Hall of Forging.