This mass of flame had just begun to transform into the Demon of Fire, but after losing support, it had fallen back again.
Wen Yan of course knew that by using other methods and bestowing a Blessing of other powers, he could influence the evolutionary direction of the flame.
But he feared it might fall back again and ultimately leave behind some hidden danger.
This seedling obviously had a bit of Spiritual Intelligence, but not much; it was like a developmentally challenged premature baby.
If it could understand Wen Yan's intentions, it would be controllable and could be kept.
If it couldn't understand or make its own choices, being too uncontrollable, Wen Yan would not keep such a ticking time bomb.
Auntie hadn't done much just now; she merely let him proceed according to his own thoughts.
Otherwise, a seedling, even transformed into a Demon of Fire capable of igniting an entire city, could be snuffed out with just one hand by Auntie.
