A jade-green flame, upon a subtle shift in Xiao Yan's mind, instantly transformed within him into a storm, then coalesced everywhere around the Magi-Toxin Spot, forming a vast, surging wall. The intense heat caused the spot to tremble continuously, releasing waves of faint black mist. Once a dominant force that could ignore even the delicate Lulianglian Heart Fire, the Magi-Toxin Spot had now evolved into a formidable presence—growing steadily with Xiao Yan's rising strength, from a mere spark to a massive, imposing entity. Surrounded by layers of jade-green flames, the spot now felt like a lamb caught in the midst of a wolf pack, trembling with anticipation. It sensed that its golden days were drawing to a close. Xiao Yan, his expression cold and composed, gazed upon the spot—the very one that once had tormented him beyond endurance—now reduced merely to nourishment for his advancing power. "Refine!" A soft breath echoed within Xiao Yan's mind. Immediately, the emerald flames surrounding the toxic spots surged and spun rapidly, erupting in waves of fiery tendrils that surged forth like countless lines of flame, cutting the toxic spots into countless fragments. As the toxic spots split apart, Xiao Yan's mind stirred, and the crystal lotus heart fire likewise divided, enveloping each of the smaller toxic spots and beginning to refine and assimilate them. In the room, Xiao Yan kept his eyes closed, and gentle streams of emerald flames slowly flowed from his skin, gradually raising the room's temperature. As time progressed, the toxins contained within the Magic Poison Spots in Xiao Yan's body gradually vanished under the refining power of the Lüli Lotus Heart Fire. Alongside the dissolution of the Magic Poison Spots, the pure Qi stored within them continuously surged forth, flowing like a flood through Xiao Yan's meridians and swiftly replenishing the previously dwindling Qi within his body. His vital energy thus steadily recovered, rising back to its peak. With Xiao Yan's current strength, the process of refining the Magic Poison Spots was neither difficult nor arduous—it unfolded naturally and smoothly, requiring only time. Time, like water, could not be wasted. Yet Xiao Yan was unaware that this entire refinement process, which had taken only three days, passed by in an instant. Over these three days, Xun'er and the others had also come by, but upon seeing the tightly closed door, they were somewhat surprised. Fortunately, they were not impetuous individuals; sensing the intense heat radiating from within the room, they could reasonably deduce that Xiao Yan was deeply engaged in cultivation, and thus chose not to disturb him. And thanks to the reputation of people like Xiao Yan, the Ye family enjoyed a period of relative peace, a time when they once again received the attention they had not experienced in a long while. Powerful qi roared and flowed within him, subtly conveying a fierce momentum aimed at breaking through a limit. As the qi in his meridians grew more robust and circulated faster, Xiao Yan's face grew increasingly flushed, and countless fine qi streams bursting from the pores across his body resembled steam rising. With that subtle sound resonating, a sense of incomparable ease emanated from within Xiao Yan's body, spreading gradually to every corner of his frame. The previously subtle aches and tensions caused by the powerful qi pressure within him vanished entirely, replaced instead by a lingering sense of fulfillment. "Has my cultivation level truly advanced to Three-Star Battle Sovereign?" Xiao Yan's tightly closed eyes slowly opened, revealing hints of emerald flame flickering within their deep black hue. Lowering his head, Xiao Yan gazed at the spot on his chest where the magical toxins had not yet been fully purified, still faintly visible in the form of numerous black specks—the accumulation of Bi Yao's lifelong cultivation power was no small matter. The remaining traces of the demonic poison spots proved unable to withstand Xiang Yan's refinement. Within just half a day, those small black dots completely vanished from his chest. Thus, the demonic poison spots originally planted in Xiang Yan's body by Bi Yan, the old man, were finally extinguished entirely. If Bi Yan were to hear that not only had these poison spots failed to claim Xiang Yan's life, but had instead significantly enhanced his strength, he would surely be furious beyond measure. Boom! Boom! Enveloped in flames, the herbs burst open, releasing powerful streams of fiery energy that soon fill the entire room. Normally, such energy within the herbs cannot be directly absorbed, and using it in this raw form would indeed be a great waste—yet at this moment, Xiao Yan didn't have the time to refine the herbs into pills. Waste it then—after all, he simply needed sufficient energy to successfully break through to the four-star Battle Sect level. Feeling the vibrant, surging energy filling the room, Xiao Yan nodded contentedly, closed his eyes again, and knew that with this energy, he would surely reach the four-star Battle Sect level. … As Xu Yan was diligently enhancing his own strength, a dozen shadowy figures, some thousands of li away from Yecheng, swept across the sky, stirring a sharp breeze and racing through the heavens like a gale… Only upon closer inspection did it become evident that these substantial shadows were actually four-winged unicorns, each bearing four wings and a sharp, horned crest atop their heads. Standing atop the heads of these unicorns were figures clad in deep purple and black robes, their subtle yet powerful aura gently radiating out from them… On the leading unicorn, a man stood with his hands behind his back. He possessed an exceptionally handsome appearance, though his face now bore a certain solemnity, his gaze fixed steadily on the distant northern sky. "Commander Linquan, according to our latest information, Miss Li should currently be in Yecheng, within the Dan Domain," said a man in purple and black robes, bowing respectfully behind him. Lingquan—familiar name. Indeed, he was the Black Yen Army commander who had once retrieved Xun'er from the inner courtyard and clashed with Xiao Yan. "That useless member of the Xiao family—was he there too?" Lingquan said, his voice calm, yet a simmering anger flickering in his eyes. Upon hearing this, the person behind him hesitated slightly, then nodded. Lingquan remained expressionless, his gaze fixed toward the north, yet his fists gradually clenched, his eyes growing more fierce. "Little useless one," he murmured, "I had warned you back then to stay away from the lady. It seems you won't heed my words unless you receive a lesson that lingers in your memory."