On the Flying Boat, the projection from the Hunting Falcon Puppets still hovered in the air.
Wangcai was lying in front of the projection, staring intently at each screen, as if it could understand what it was seeing.
Chu Mu didn't know if it actually understood, but after being fed a bottle of Enlightenment Pills, combined with six years of Demon Hunting and consuming the flesh and blood of Demon Beasts almost daily, Wangcai's Spiritual Wisdom had clearly increased significantly along with its Cultivation.
If there was any anomaly on the projection screens, Wangcai could detect it immediately and give a warning, which was quite clever of it.
In their daily interactions, Wangcai had also grown increasingly intelligent. A single word, or even just a glance, was met with a near-telepathic understanding.
Chu Mu sat to the side, his Divine Sense delving into a stack of Storage Talismans to take stock of his gains from the past few years.
