Ninth-grade Pill and the Thirteen Deathly Spears

Behind Zi Yan, a pair of purple-gold wings over three meters long fluttered gently. As they moved, the faint rumble of wind and thunder could be heard.

"Heavenly Phoenix Wings... Ancient Dragon Body!"

The experts grew even more excited at the sight of Zi Yan's purple wings. They dropped to their knees before her, their voices filled with reverence.

Zi Yan's purple-gold eyes swept over the Ancient Void Dragon people below. Everywhere her gaze passed, they knelt in submission.

"Welcome, Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor!"

"Welcome, Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor!"

"Welcome, Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor!"

Across Dragon Island, Ancient Void Dragons great and small cried out in unison, their faces alight with fervor.

Xiao Yan smiled as he watched the figure in the sky.

It had taken some time, but Zi Yan had finally completed the initial refinement. Once she refined all the remaining medicinal power, her strength would reach an entirely new level.

After reassuring her people, Zi Yan descended slowly and came to Xiao Yan's side.

Xiao Yan looked her over. Besides being prettier and having a more shapely figure, she seemed a little less playful and a little more mature.

Zi Yan reached out and pulled him into a tight hug. "Stupid Xiao Yan, thank you," she said from the heart.

Without Xiao Yan's help, she would have suffered a great deal, and she could never have refined it so perfectly.

Only someone like Zi Yan, who had experienced that power firsthand, could understand just how much he had helped her.

"I'd still prefer a more tangible thank-you." Xiao Yan patted her back, then leaned close to her ear with a wicked grin.

Zi Yan blushed and was about to speak when a cough sounded nearby.

Zhu Ling stood not far away, staring at them