Now, his Spirit-Forging Eyes could trace scent trails of past elemental interactions, including what spiritual fire or technique had last altered a material's base form.
Very useful in pill research.
As the triple-layered gaze lit up his vision, the two unopened cans glowed with unfamiliar energy threads.
Peach Oolong Tea showed tranquil waves of fire and water essence, laced in a strange harmony.
Wing Blast, on the other hand -
Had chaotic streaks of wind, thunder, and something he couldn't quite place.
Not combustive. Not poisonous.
But definitely wild.
Ji Yunzhi tapped the top of the Wing Blast can thoughtfully.
'This one's going to be fun.'
He set it aside for deeper analysis, then sniffed the Peach Oolong Tea slowly.
The scent floated up, gentle and warm.
A light roasted edge curled beneath a mellow sweetness, similar to how a low-grade spirit flower tea might smell when brewed over emberkind coals.
He took a sip.
