Chapter 1392: Triple Refinement of the Wind and Thunder Wings

Han Li did not rise immediately but instead sank into deep thought within the secret chamber.

After an indeterminate amount of time, he flicked his sleeve, and a green jade bracelet appeared in his palm.

It was the storage bracelet of Xiao Hong, the Black Phoenix Clan cultivator.

Although he had spared her life by sealing her beneath the Magnetic Divine Mountain, he had unceremoniously taken this storage bracelet as compensation—essentially the price for her survival.

As a core demonic cultivator of the Black Phoenix Clan, Han Li was genuinely intrigued by the contents of this storage bracelet.

After scanning it with his spiritual sense, a look of delight crossed his face.

Indeed, it contained many rare treasures!

Just the demon beast materials alone, occupying nearly half the space, were mostly items rarely seen in the market. As one of the Seven Great Demon Clans, gathering such materials was naturally far easier for them than for human cultivators.

Moreover, in one corner of the bracelet lay seven or eight top-grade spirit stones, each emitting a different radiant glow—another pleasant surprise.

While top-grade spirit stones were not as rare in the Spirit Realm as they had been in the human world, they were still far from common consumables. High-level cultivators would always crave more of these supreme-grade spirit stones.

Among them, one milky-white crystal stood out—a rare wind-attribute spirit stone, which thrilled Han Li beyond measure.

Ever since arriving at Sky Abyss City, he had been searching for such a wind-attribute spirit stone, but until now, he had failed.

As for the other magic tools and ancient treasures in the bracelet, Han Li found none of them noteworthy. In terms of power, they paled in comparison to the treasures he already possessed, such as the Magnetic Divine Mountain and the Void Cauldron.

Even Xiao Hong herself likely hadn’t valued them much, or she would have used them in battle.

However, the assortment of spiritual medicines and pills stored in various bottles and jars piqued Han Li’s curiosity.

He examined them one by one. Most were healing elixirs, while a few were cultivation-boosting pills and rare alchemical ingredients.

Among them, the Flood Dragon Fruit was nestled inside a wooden box.

Without hesitation, Han Li set it aside for safekeeping.

Suddenly, his hand grasped a peculiar silver vial engraved with a black fire phoenix, sealed with a golden talisman—clearly something of great importance.

Han Li’s spirits lifted at the sight.

He tore off the talisman and twisted open the lid.

With a few soft *pops*, three thumb-sized black pellets shot out before he could even see what was inside. They circled briefly, then transformed into three tiny black fire phoenixes, darting in different directions.

“Eh?”

Han Li let out a surprised sound but immediately tapped the back of his head, releasing a wave of gray light that swept up all three phoenixes.

The three black phoenixes spun helplessly in the gray radiance before flashing back into their original forms—three pitch-black pellets.

The gray light retracted, depositing the obedient pellets into Han Li’s palm.

He pinched one between his fingers and examined it closely.

A pill capable of taking form and fleeing was undoubtedly extraordinary.

His expression grew solemn as he mentally reviewed all the legendary elixirs he knew of, searching for a match.

“Blackflame Pills!”

Given their striking appearance, Han Li recognized them almost instantly, his face lighting up with ecstasy.

In all the world, only the Black Phoenix Clan could refine Blackflame Pills using their innate flames. Even the most skilled alchemists could not replicate them.

The process required absorbing certain mysterious elements from the Black Phoenix’s innate fire, meaning even within the clan, production was severely limited. Only those at the Deity Transformation stage or above could refine one pill every thousand years.

Given the scarcity of high-level Black Phoenix cultivators, the rarity of these pills was self-evident. Their fame among humans and demons alike stemmed from their unparalleled efficacy in aiding Deity Transformation cultivators in breaking through to the Void Refinement stage.

Consuming these three Blackflame Pills would increase his chances of breaking through by at least twenty percent—how could he not be overjoyed?

After carefully verifying their authenticity, Han Li suppressed his excitement, returned the pills to the silver vial, resealed it with the talisman, and stored it securely.

Breaking through to Void Refinement required the unification of the five elemental forces within his body—something his Magnetic Divine Light had already prepared him for.

With these Blackflame Pills and a few other breakthrough aids, his chances of success had skyrocketed.

But first, he needed to reach the late-stage Deity Transformation realm. With ample elixirs, breaking through his current bottleneck was only a matter of time.

The real challenge lay in advancing further. Most of his current pills would lose their potency at the late stage, necessitating higher-tier elixirs.

Among the few known to work, the most renowned was the True Toad Liquid—precisely why he had risked taking the Wood Tribe mission.

His thoughts drifted back to the mysterious visitors who had sought him out just before he left Sky Abyss City. If their promises held true, he stood to gain a substantial amount of True Toad Liquid.

Though it couldn’t be mass-produced like other pills, it would still save him years of cultivation.

After carefully reviewing their terms and finding no issues, he exhaled and set the matter aside.

He then retrieved another prized acquisition from the storage bracelet—a radiant five-colored feather, the Heavenly Phoenix Plume obtained from Ye Ying and her companion.

With a light flick, the plume released a dazzling five-colored radiance that nearly filled the entire room.

Han Li’s eyes gleamed.

As expected of a true spirit’s innate plume, its aura surpassed even the Kun Peng feather he had acquired in the human world.

Gazing at the plume, his expression flickered before he suddenly spat out a green-white lightning arc.

With a low thunderclap, the lightning condensed into a pair of miniature wings, barely a few inches long.

Han Li summoned them into his hand, frowning slightly at the sight of two tiny holes—remnants of the Wood Spirit’s attack.

But his expression soon relaxed.

He had already planned to reforge the Wind Thunder Wings, and these minor damages would be easily repaired in the process.

According to the Heavenly Blue Beast’s avatar, the Wind Thunder Wings had failed to ascend to spirit treasure status because they lacked activation of the wind-attribute laws within the Kun Peng feather—requiring a wind-attribute top-grade spirit stone.

That was why he had been searching for one.

Now, with the Heavenly Phoenix Plume—a true spirit material—his plans had expanded. He would integrate both the plume and the Kun Peng feather into the wings.

Unlike the Kun Peng feather, the plume contained the terrifying spatial laws of the Heavenly Phoenix. If successfully refined, the wings’ power would be unimaginable.

Next time he faced an unstoppable foe like the Silver-rank Wood Spirit, he might not need to fight at all—just escape effortlessly.

Han Li mused as he toyed with the wings and the plume.

Fortunately, his prior experience integrating the Kun Peng feather would guide him in refining the plume.

With his plan set, he retrieved six top-grade spirit stones from the bracelet—each of a different attribute.

Five corresponded to the five elements, while the sixth was the milky-white wind-attribute stone.

At his current level, Han Li needed no external flames.

With a breath, he spat out a silver fireball that twisted and expanded into a massive, roiling silver furnace.

He tossed the Wind Thunder Wings inside, then pointed at the wind-attribute spirit stone.

With two *whooshes*, both vanished into the furnace.

A sweep of his sleeve scattered a pile of supplementary materials across the floor—all prepared in advance for this reforging.

As he chanted incantations, he tossed a vial of mercury-like liquid into the furnace, his fingers flicking rapidly to weave a stream of spell seals…

Ten days and nights later, Han Li’s triumphant laughter echoed through the chamber.

Standing at its center, he held a pair of crystalline wings, his face alight with joy.

One wing shimmered with green light, the other wrapped in five-colored radiance—both translucent as crystal, flickering in his grasp as if on the verge of vanishing.

Having tested their newfound power, Han Li was astounded. Their abilities far exceeded his expectations.

This was no surprise. Either the Kun Peng feather or the Heavenly Phoenix Plume alone could forge a supreme spirit treasure if fully utilized.

Now, with both integrated into a single artifact, their combined might left Han Li utterly satisfied.