"I thought you were going to say, 'C'mon, come inside with me...'"
Xiao Yan glanced at Hun Miaomiao's shapely face, and a trace of disappointment inevitably flitted through his heart.
"What are you thinking, you bastard?"
As though she had seen through his thoughts, Hun Miaomiao glared fiercely at him, then grabbed him with one hand and flew off in a certain direction. The journey did not take long. After just a few dozen li, they arrived atop a small hill.
It was called a hill, but a little mound would have been a more fitting description. Beneath it, however, a river of magma flowed slowly past.
Atop the mound stood a raised platform cast from refined iron, with a hole at its center that spewed flames.
"Is that a technique from the ancient Formation Dao?"
Xiao Yan watched the fire-attribute energy being drawn out of the magma river and condensed into streams of wondrous flame, surprise showing in his eyes.
"No need to be surprised. The ancient Formation Dao and the Ancient Artifact Dao were interconnected to begin with. Allow me to introduce you to my Artifact Refining Field!"
Hun Miaomiao looked at Xiao Yan with a beaming smile.
"Your Artifact Refining Field?"
A trace of curiosity appeared in Xiao Yan's eyes.
"Did you forge all those weapons from Earth we saw before?"
"That's right. With equipment at that level, without involving Earth's cutting-edge weapons technology, it's already pretty good if the strongest weapon can threaten a Dou Wang."
Hun Miaomiao spread her hands helplessly.
"Sorry. I might know a thing or two, but those aren't things I can manufacture."
"If you could manufacture them, wouldn't a world war break out on the Dou Qi Continent?"
Xiao Yan rolled his eyes at her words.
"But that doesn't matter. I