Xiao Yan and his companions wandered around the outskirts of the Sacred Dan City for about half an hour before finally landing near a southern area. At the spot where they landed, there was a spacious courtyard, though it appeared clearly old and somewhat neglected, as though it had not seen much human activity in years. In front of the courtyard, there hung a wooden plaque bearing two faintly legible characters. "Hehe, that'll be fine. The night isn't late yet, so everyone should rest a while. There's still more to attend to tomorrow..." As time passed, the night sky gradually poured down from the horizon, enveloping the entire city of Shendan in a hazy, serene twilight... In a small courtyard within the Ye Academy, Xiao Yan stood with his hands behind his back, gazing up at the brilliant stars in the sky. After a long while, his brows slowly furrowed. "Since entering this city of Shendan, I've yet to sense even a single ripple of energy connected to the Three Thousand Flames of Yan. It's likely that the powerful cultivators of the Dan Tower have sealed or concealed it..." Pausing thoughtfully, Xiao Yan turned his gaze toward the hazy starry expanse above the inner domain of Shendan City. The Three Thousand Flames of Yan had formed within that celestial realm—when they manifested, they should have appeared high in the distant ninth heavens. If Xiao Yan's intuition was correct, then the Three Thousand Flames must now be present within the starry sky of Shendan City's inner domain. "Oh, Dantai's methods are truly subtle. It seems we'll have to take the straightforward path after all..." Xiao Yan sighed softly, just as he turned to head back to his room, when his ears suddenly caught a movement. He glanced toward the entrance of the courtyard—there, the young physician in a white gown stood gracefully, the moonlight pouring down upon her body, casting a silvery glow that enhanced her delicate charm. "You haven't rested yet?" Xiao Yan was momentarily surprised upon seeing her, then smiled warmly. "Xun instructed me to carefully protect you. As long as you haven't rested, how could I possibly stay idle?" the young physician replied with a charming smile. Hearing her lively words, Xiao Yan couldn't help but chuckle. Since overcoming the ordeal of her toxic condition, she had clearly become much more cheerful. "I believe your toxic condition is now under control," Xiao Yan said, gazing at the young physician walking slowly beneath the moonlight. "It should be fine... Now, within my body, there's a toxic pill the size of a thumb, compressing all my accumulated toxic energies into it. And currently, I am able to fully control it." Xiao Yixian paused and said. "Then that's good. I can only help you up to this point. As for what comes next, you'll have to rely on yourself. However, the Hard-Tox Body isn't an ordinary constitution, and there hasn't been anyone before who has fully controlled it. So I'm not entirely sure what effects the formation of this toxic pill will have on you after your cultivation progresses." Xiao Xian nodded. Xiao Yixian smiled gently, her eyes glinting, and then suddenly asked, "Have you told Xun'er about the story of Cailing?" "Heard this, Xiao Yan was momentarily stunned, then slightly embarrassed, shaking his head with a wry smile. Originally, the encounter with Cai Lin had been just a pleasant, spring-like meeting. But as their interactions deepened and their understanding grew, Xiao Yan had to admit that his feelings toward the coldly elegant Queen Medusa had become increasingly complex—especially regarding the rumor that Cai Lin might be pregnant. Since leaving the Gamma Empire several years ago, if Cai Lin truly were pregnant, then according to the Serpent Clan's gestation period, now... perhaps Xiao Yan himself had already been born by now." At the very thought of this, Xiao Yan felt an extremely complex mix of emotions—joy intertwined with worry, various feelings blending together like a spilled palette of five tastes, making it hard to distinguish between sour, sweet, bitter, and savory. "Ah well, when the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally straighten itself. I'll tell Xun'er all this the next time I see her..." Shaking his head, Xiao Yan calmed his emotions, exhaled, and said, some things simply couldn't be hidden forever. "On this Qi Continent, it's no uncommon for men to have three or four wives—surely Xun'er won't mind that at all..." Hearing Xiao Yan's hesitation, the young physician gently offered her reassurance. For the comfort offered by Xiao Yixian, Xiao Yan could only offer a weary nod. Xun'er was no ordinary girl—within the ancient clan, she undoubtedly held a status beyond what others could imagine, which was why she was always accompanied by two Dou Zun-level warriors. Should even Xun'er agree, the clan might very well use this as an excuse to intervene. Seeing that Xiao Yan had no intention of elaborating further, Xiao Yixian smoothly shifted the conversation. The two sat on the stone steps before the room, gazing up at the endless starry sky. "It's been so many years since we've shared the night sky together... Yet the night sky back in that small valley of Qingshan Town still feels more beautiful..." After a long, quiet conversation, the young healer gently leaned against a nearby stone bench, her eyes slowly closing, and a soft, murmuring whisper drifting out—she had already fallen asleep there. Xiao Yan was momentarily stunned, turning his gaze to the delicate, gentle face. Back then, they had each been striving for their own goals; now, the heights they had reached were far beyond what they could have imagined at the time. "Once we return to the Jiamai Empire, I'll take you back there to witness the night sky again." As if hearing Xiao Yan's quiet words, the young healer's delicate face gradually softened. From her necklace, she withdrew a large, flowing black robe and gently draped it over the young healer's form. Then, Xiao Yan rose slowly, took a few steps, and lifted his gaze to the magnificent, star-filled sky. With deep concentration, he suddenly realized that the night sky of this Saint Dan City seemed to possess a greater sense of... vitality, compared to that of other places? Frowning slightly, Xiao Yan stood with both hands behind his back, quietly beneath the endless expanse of the starry sky... This stance lasted nearly two hours. Throughout that time, his body remained motionless, like a sculpture, while his eyes fixed steadily upon the twinkling stars above. At precisely the moment when the time reached three hours, a subtle curve appeared at the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth, and then his eyes slowly closed. As his eyes closed, a vast surge of spiritual energy surged forth from the center of his forehead, spreading out like a tide and flowing toward the brilliant stars above. The soul's power spread out like ripples across the sky. That ethereal, spiritual sensation accompanied the diffusion of the soul energy, leaving a faint, almost imperceptible imprint—like a magical seal—on the very soul energy radiating from Xiao Yan. The slightly yellowed grass leaves surrounding Xiao Yan gradually faded under the weak, glowing light, giving way to tender new sprouts—appearing vibrant and full of vitality. At this moment, Xiao Yan could not fathom the changes occurring around his body. As his spiritual energy expanded further, the vague imprints on his surroundings grew in number. Amidst these numerous marks, Xiao Yan's soul felt as though bathed in warm sunlight, experiencing an unusually deep and soothing sense of comfort. The spread of the soul's strength—how long it had lasted, or where it had suddenly surged in—was unclear. When Xiao Yan regained his awareness, he found within his soul vision a colossal dragon winding endlessly, its dual eyes closed, with an eerie purple-black flame swirling around its body. As Xiao Yan's soul strength first perceived that purple-black flame, a sense of familiarity surged within him, followed by a soft, low moan emanating from his soul. "Three... three thousand Yan Fire Flames?" "Who dares to gaze upon the Dan City Stellar Domain!" At the very moment this moan echoed within Xiao Yan's mind, a sharp, commanding cry erupted suddenly deep within his soul. The sudden, sharp cry violently shattered and dispersed the soul that Xiang Yan had diffused, causing it to abruptly vanish within this hazy, eerie starry expanse. As the soul dispersed, a faint spiritual essence subtly lingered behind. "Hmm, a spiritual realm soul?" A subtle sound of astonishment seemed to rise faintly within the void space, sensing the residual soul energy. At the outer domain of the Sacred Dan City, in the courtyard of Ye's residence, Xiang Yan, who had been closed-eyed, suddenly opened his eyes. He took two swift steps back, his face pale, and abruptly turned toward the heart of the Sacred Dan City—where he had sensed the three thousand Yan Flame fires. That direction must be it! "The Dan City Stellar Domain… is that where the three thousand Yan Flame fires are sealed?"