Within the room, Xiao Yan's eyes, previously tightly closed, gradually opened, a streak of luminous light flashing through the dark pupils before swiftly fading. A thick breath, drawn through his throat, was slowly exhaled. After enduring a fierce soul battle, Xiao Yan not only showed no signs of fatigue but, in fact, his soul strength had subtly grown due to absorbing a significant amount of residual energy, revitalizing his body that had initially felt weary. His gaze then shifted toward the jade bone wings hovering before him. Having undergone the previous refinement process, the wings now appeared more translucent and luminous, and the faint, ever-present aura of ferocity emanating from them had noticeably softened—clearly, the earlier refinement had proven highly effective. With a gentle gesture, the jade bone wings drifted down and were finally grasped by Xiao Yan. To the touch, they felt cool, yet within that coolness there was a subtle warmth, like a softly tempered jade, offering a refreshing and soothing sensation. Holding the jade bone wings in both hands, Xiao Yan fondly played with them for a while, then, still somewhat enchanted, murmured appreciatively before curling his fingers and releasing a burst of vibrant emerald flame. The flame surged forth powerfully from within him, then gradually detached itself, rising and coalescing into a steady column in the air before him. Guided by his soul energy, the flame's temperature was precisely controlled. After a moment, Xiao Yan simply threw the jade bone wings, and they flew freely, landing directly into the large mass of emerald flame hovering above. As the wings entered the flame, it erupted with a sudden roar, expanding rapidly and radiating an intense heat that enveloped the entire room, turning it into a warm, oven-like atmosphere. Xiao Yan stared intently at the jade bone wings being roasted by the flames. As the temperature rose, faint gray essences—barely perceptible to the naked eye—crept out in a hissing sound from within the wings, only to vanish into nothingness under the scorching heat of the ruyi lotus heart flame. "I didn't expect those residual essences to be so deeply concealed. Without the ruyi lotus heart flame, I truly couldn't have driven them all out," Xiao Yan remarked, shaking his head in mild astonishment as he watched the gray essences rush forth only to be instantly vaporized. As he spoke, there was not the slightest delay in Xiao Yan's hands—he continuously raised the temperature of the Lirui Lotus Heart Flame. With the flame's temperature increasing, the gray airflow seeping out from within the jade bone wings gradually slowed down. Previously visible frequently, it now only emerged every few to several minutes, a thin stream of airflow drifting out. Clearly, under the intense heat of the Lirui Lotus Heart Flame, the residual essences hidden within the jade bone wings had been progressively forced out. This high-temperature treatment lasted approximately one hour. When, after nearly thirty minutes of sustained heating, no further airflow appeared, Xiao Yan finally exhaled in relief—seeming to have completely expelled the essences trapped within the jade bone wings. After expelling the guests, Xiao Yan did not withdraw the flame but instead maintained its steady temperature, continuously and steadily roasting the jade bone wings within. This prolonged roasting lasted for approximately two hours. Finally, the jade bone wings, which had remained motionless throughout, began to show signs of change—gently, a droplet of viscous jade-colored liquid seeped from their translucent surface. This droplet did not dissipate but remained suspended in the flame, slowly swirling. With the appearance of the first drop of jade-like liquid, a chain reaction began—steadily, streams of jade-colored liquid seeped out from within the bone wings, finally dripping down with a soft, rhythmic sound. Within less than half an hour, a shallow channel about half an inch deep had formed beneath the jade bone wings, while the wings themselves had shrunk nearly in half. A delicate, crisp sound suddenly echoed in the room. Xiao Yan's slightly closed eyes snapped open as he lifted his gaze, only to find that the jade bone wings within the flames had completely vanished, replaced instead by a thick, translucent liquid. Due to the high temperature of the Lüli Lotus Heart Fire, tiny bubbles rose within the liquid, bursting with each pop and releasing a subtle, unique energy each time. Observing this pool of liquid, Xiao Yan's face broke into a relaxed, relieved smile. After so much effort, he had finally transformed it into this form. Without the Lüli Lotus Heart Fire, he would have needed to extend this process by at least ten to twenty times. With a subtle shift in his mind, the temperature of the diffused emerald flames surged abruptly. Xiao Yan's expression grew steadily more serious. He flipped his hand, and several silver-boned fragments appeared in his grasp. He then tossed them directly into the flames, where, accompanied by an unusual, low rumbling thunder, they gradually transformed into fine silver powder and were gently dispersed into the jade-like liquid. After throwing these silvery bones into the flame, Xiao Yan successively extracted various strange items from his storage relic—feathers, bone spines, and numerous small wings. Though these items varied in form, they shared one common trait: each carried a certain energy. Although not exceptionally powerful, this energy proved beneficial in enhancing the flight wings' performance during their crafting. The total number of items thrown in amounted to roughly twenty-five. When all of them were fully assimilated and incorporated into the jade-like liquid, the originally translucent hue deepened noticeably, even developing subtle, differently colored streaks, appearing remarkably unusual. Staring at the jade-colored liquid, now slightly altered in hue, Xiao Yan slowly exhaled. With a subtle hand seal, he observed that the temperature of the Lirui Lotus Heart Fire began to gradually decrease—each time it reached a certain degree, the drop would suddenly pause—eventually settling into a gentle, simmering heat, slowly roasting the orb of the jade-colored liquid. Watching the steadily radiating warm flame, Xiao Yan sighed in relief and then slowly closed his eyes. What lay ahead was a lengthy incubation period. As long as this phase was successfully navigated, it would mark the very moment when the Heavenly Swallow's Nine-Row Wings took shape. As Xiao Yan gradually closed his eyes, the room once again settled into tranquility, with only the gentle rising of the emerald flame in the air and the quiet bursting of bubbles lingering in the space. The period of cultivation lasted nearly two days and two nights—a duration that even Xiao Yan himself found somewhat surprising. However, thanks to his thorough preparations, no mishaps occurred. During this time, he managed to send a message to Su Qian, the Senior Monastic Elder, ensuring that the latter and his associates did not disturb him, and in fact, the area was designated as a sacred zone, accessible only to the few authorized individuals. When, after two days and two nights, Xiao Yan finally opened his eyes, his first gaze was directed toward the emerald flame before him. Amidst the fiercely burning emerald flames, the translucent liquid flowed slowly, now appearing remarkably viscous, as if about to solidify. It seemed that if the intense heat continued for several more hours, it would inevitably turn into a solid mass of jade. With a gentle exhalation, Xiao Yan's spiritual energy gradually diffused from his brow and swiftly penetrated the flames, then smoothly merged into the thick, jade-like liquid. As Xiao Yan's soul power flowed into it, the viscous jade-like liquid suddenly trembled violently, as if coming to life, swiftly wriggling and pulsing—much like an invisible giant hand gently pulling it along. This wriggling lasted only about thirty minutes, yet the jade liquid transformed remarkably into a pair of massive bone wings, each measuring roughly one zhang in length and width. Along the edges of the wings, slender silver spines of about an inch in length extended out, delicate streaks of lightning swirling around them. On other parts of the wings, intricate, color-varied patterns shimmered with an extraordinary and regal elegance. Should such wings be displayed in flight, they would undoubtedly command immediate attention. Gazing at the now-formed bone wings, Xiao Yan's eyes sparkled with an uncontainable joy. He took a deep breath and focused his mind, and the temperature of the ruyi lotus heart flame surged dramatically. The surge of temperature lasted only a few minutes before gradually subsiding. As the flames began to recede back into Xiao Yan's body, a miniature bone wing, no larger than a palm, shimmered with a soft jade luster and gently floated before him.