As Zhao Longyan pondered subtle ways to entice Adam to devote his time to smithing in the association, Adam stepped through Shen Wu's empty gazebo and entered his room.
The moment he did, Misha jumped on his back, wrapped an arm around his neck and thrust her glowing palm in front of his face.
"Watch this!" She chuckled and channelled her mana through her fresh circuits.
The green outlines of a miniature whale emerged from her palm. Gracefully, it swam and twirled in the air before a rush of steam burst through its back with a soft pop.
Adam blinked, his brow raising in surprise as he remembered his own months of struggle.
"You became a magic genius overnight." He brushed her cheek, a bright smile spreading across his face. "That's incredible, Misha, but focus on cultivation for now. We'll develop your new talent later."
Misha jumped down and raised her head in pride.
