The next morning, within the stone tower at the rear of Xingyin Peak, "Master, the process of crafting the body is about to begin—have you prepared?" Xiao Yan gently placed the four-star Douzun's skeletal remains that Feng had brought out upon the stone platform, then turned his gaze toward Yao Lao, asking. "Indeed." Yao Lao nodded seriously; even with his composed demeanor, a subtle ripple of energy stirred within him at that moment. "Feng Master, the process of crafting the body and the subsequent fusion may take some time. During this period, no one should enter the stone tower..." Xiao Yan turned his gaze to Feng and the others standing beside him, speaking with solemnity. "Rest assured. Once you begin, Xingyin Pavilion will go into full alert, and the external强者will be summoned back." Master Feng nodded solemnly. As long as Master Yao regained his peak strength, the Xingyun Pavilion would be able to rapidly expand and would thus possess the strength to withstand the Huadeng Palace's retaliation. Therefore, no mistakes could be allowed. Xiao Yan nodded slightly, gradually calming his mind. After a moment, he took a deep breath, bent his finger, and with a gentle flick, the jade vial containing the Shenggu Rongxue Pill drifted smoothly toward Master Yao. Master Yao, naturally familiar with these steps, received the vial without hesitation, then stirred his soul, sending a thread of spiritual energy spiraling out to hover beside Xiao Yan. Upon seeing Xiao Yan and Master Yao begin, Master Feng and the young physician exchanged glances with one another and quietly stepped back from the stone tower, remaining silent and undisturbing. As the crowd dispersed, Xiao Yan remained undisturbed, his expression grave. He grasped the thread of soul at his side with one hand and then pressed a palm firmly onto the skeletal platform, forcing the soul into the bones with sheer force. "Master, I'll first forge my body. Once it's complete, you'll enter it and complete the fusion!" With a low command, Xiao Yan clenched his hand, and a jade vial appeared in his grasp. Within it, blood of jade and crimson flowed steadily, radiating an astonishing surge of energy that shook the very space around them. For this endeavor to craft a body for Yao Elder, Xiao Yan had prepared only the finest materials—thus, the difficulty of the process would far surpass his earlier assistance to Tianhuo Sovereign. "Go!" With a simple finger motion, the blood from the vial surged forth and splashed onto the pale, gray skeleton, instantly erupting in waves of white mist, with a continuous hissing sound. "Zzzz!" As the vibrant green-and-red blood came into contact with the pale, gray bones, the green-and-red hue rapidly spread outward. Within a blink, the bones transformed from gray-white to a magnificent, vivid green-and-red, and subtly, a strong surge of energy rippled through their core. Seeing this, Xiao Yan raised his hand, and the green-and-red bones floated automatically into the air. With a swift motion of his sleeve, deep purple-brown flames erupted, fully enveloping the bones. The phoenix blood essence was particularly potent and difficult to integrate, so he had to use the unique fire to sear and infuse the energy deep into every bone structure—only then could the bones truly absorb these remarkable energies. With the intense heat of the flames, a subtle greenish-red aura emerged upon the bones. Yet even so, the high temperature seeped through, causing fine bubbles to form on the bone's surface, occasionally bursting to release a dense surge of energy. This refining process was time-consuming and lasted nearly all day before Xiao Yan's slightly closed eyes finally opened. By then, the once vibrant greenish-red hue of the bones had noticeably darkened, no longer as bright as before. Yet Xiao Yan clearly understood that, under the high heat, these energies had gradually penetrated deep into the bone's structure. "Heh…" Exhaling deeply, Xiao Yan glanced at the elderly pharmacist beside him, who nodded in approval. Compared to his earlier days, Xiao Yan's mastery of fire control had undoubtedly improved significantly—indeed, he now stood nearly on par with the pharmacist himself. This filled the latter with genuine satisfaction. Though he admired Xiao Yan's overall strength, as a pharmacist, he remained most focused on his student's pharmaceutical skills. Noticing the pharmacist's contented expression, Xiao Yan smiled and was about to withdraw the fire when he suddenly recalled something. He hesitated, then slowly walked toward the stone platform, and with the pharmacist's puzzled gaze, forcefully snapped off the right arm of the fossilized remains. "Try this..." Xiao Yan smiled slightly, withdrawing the right arm of a Battle Saint that he had obtained from an ancient sanctuary from his storage ring, and then attached it to the shoulder of the skeletal remains. Though the size was slightly off, the two quickly aligned and seamlessly fused together under the steady flame energy that Xiao Yan had gathered and refined. "A Battle Saint's arm?" Master Yao, known for his sharp eyesight, immediately frowned upon seeing the jade-white bone arm, his expression shifting to one of astonishment. "Yes," Xiao Yan nodded with a smile, "regardless of whether it proves useful or not, its hardness is certainly up to standard." The hardness of the Dou-Sheng bones, Xiao Yan had personally witnessed, and he knew it must be no ordinary matter. Yet he had no intention of keeping it for himself—nor could he possibly use it, as he would never risk amputating his arm and reattaching it. He didn’t know whether such a procedure might lead to complications, and if so, it would surely be a loss. But the current Ye Lao, who had no physical form to begin with, had no such concerns. His newly formed body would gradually align perfectly with him upon entering this state, and thus, this arm would eventually become truly his own. After prolonged refinement, the once-gray skeletal remains had undergone a complete transformation, now displaying a blend of green and crimson hues. Though the right arm still retained its original jade-white tone, it too had been subtly stained with patches of green and red. Under the relentless heat of the Three Thousand Lotus Heart Fire, the two had fully fused together. At the very instant the elder's soul entered the bones, the bones trembled violently. Light began to coalesce within the hollow eye sockets, and precisely then, an astonishing, eerie energy surged forth from within the bones. Under this energy, remarkable flesh began to emerge upon the skeletal surface—bone giving rise to flesh. This miraculous phenomenon was undoubtedly the effect of the Sheng Guo Rong Xue Pill. "Master, I've got it!" Observing the rapidly pulsing flesh tissue spreading across the bones, Xiao Yan's expression grew serious. With a low cry, the purple-brown flames encasing the bones flared up fiercely. Under this intense flame, the freshly formed flesh and muscle tissues were scorched to ash. Yet as soon as the ashes dispersed, a terrifying, strange energy surged forth, and the rate at which the flesh grew accelerated continuously—until eventually, only the rapid pulsing of flesh buds remained visible, swiftly taking shape into a distinct, blood-soaked human form. This cycle of burning and growth persisted for nearly ten hours, until the skin tissues on the flesh finally fully matured under the relentless heat. As the skin formed, the skeletal remains on the stone platform completely transformed into a human figure. Then, it would simply await the final fusion between the elder physician and this body—and thus, the once-stunning Drug Master of the Qi Continent would truly achieve... rebirth through fire! … Meanwhile, deep within a mountain range in the central and western regions of Zhongzhou, a colossal black palace lay sprawled like an ancient beast, radiating a chilling and terrifying energy that seemed to seep into the very air. A blue figure nodded slightly, then lightly stepped upon the void, his form trembling before gradually dissolving... As the blue figure vanished, the elder at the head of the black-robed figures lifted his gaze—none other than the Star-Plucking Old Ghost. Now, his eyes turned toward the northern sky, a fierce expression spreading across his face. "Xiao Yan," he declared, "I believe this time, who else can save you?"