Jun Wu Yao's appearance made Jun Wu Xie's life a little different. She had gone to Chan Lin Town previously with the intention of finding a suitable stove for her cultivation of elixirs. She had not expected to only be able to find just one dilapidated and tattered copper one. While she was putting the shabby elixir stove to use, Jun Wu Yao stood leaning lazily on the door frame, watching her.
"How could my Little Xie be using something so inferior?" Jun Wu Yao walked slowly towards Jun Wu Xie. With Jun Wu Xie's gaze on him, Jun Wu Yao raised his hand and a ball of black mist formed in his hand. He moved the ball of black mist to completely engulf the tiny stove and the black mist began to swirl, like a tiny tornado.
"….." Jun Wu Xie's eyes were cold as she saw her only elixir stove disappear into thin air.
Jun Wu Yao smiled and said: "Touching things like this, will only dirty your hands."
Jun Wu Xie said expressionlessly: "There were elixirs in there."
