This made her rather anxious. Though her dao true flame was not comparable to top cultivators such as her father, it was still hot enough to refine metals and mountains.

Alas, the pieces of charcoal would not light up regardless of her effort. This was utterly ineffective.

Even a piece of divine metal would start becoming red under her flame. Alas, the charcoal pieces had the same gray color without any ember forming.

If she couldn’t do something...