"Are you saying this fire spirit divine iron can store heavenly flames and even convert them into other forms of energy?"
Xiao Yan looked at Hun Miaomiao, a trace of excitement on his face.
"To be precise, it can only store and channel heavenly flames on its own."
Hun Miaomiao shook her head. "As for converting them into other forms of attack energy, that was something I specially designed using the ancient formation dao."
Xiao Yan ignored the latter half of her explanation. Flames surged between his hands as he casually formed a Two-Colored Fire Lotus, then looked at Hun Miaomiao. "Can it even store techniques condensed from heavenly flames like this?"
Hun Miaomiao glanced at the Two-Colored Fire Lotus in Xiao Yan's hand and nodded.
"In theory, something like this can be stored. But the energy inside your fire lotus is too violent and can easily lose its balance. Some runic arrays would have to be carved into the storage artifact to maintain that balance.
"And the longer it stays stored, the more power the fire lotus will inevitably lose."
Having said that, Hun Miaomiao turned her gaze back to Xiao Yan and dampened his enthusiasm. "I suggest you don't get excited too soon. Fire spirit divine iron is extremely precious.
"This fist-sized piece in my hand alone is worth as much as an Eighth-Tier Pill. If you want to make a Storage Device that can hold a fire lotus, the cost will be considerable."
At that, Xiao Yan finally calmed down. A fist-sized piece of fire spirit divine iron was actually worth an Eighth-Tier Pill. There probably wasn't much of this stuff even in the entire Hun Clan.
Even if he spent all the treasures he had obtained from the Netherworld Poison Saint, they might not be enough