Three months passed in the blink of an eye. A bearded Wang Meng opened the door of his thatched hut. Outside, his Fifth-Transformation Spirit Rhinoceros was hopping about cheerfully. Xiaoben had been bored to death for the past three months. Its main activity was chasing sparrows around the Spirit Field. Occasionally, Zhang Xiaopang's Qiuqiu would come over to play, but most of the time, that darn furball was just trying to freeload some food.
That little rascal knew there was good food here. Qiuqiu's gluttony was no less than Zhang Xiaopang's.
Wang Meng stroked the Golden Rhinoceros. "Damn, you've gotten fat in such a short time. Looks like the food's been good."
At the entrance of another hut, Zhou Feng was sunbathing, muttering and calculating to himself. Seeing Wang Meng, he shot up immediately. "You're finally out! This is my improved Spirit Void Pill. Come take a look. For some reason, I feel like something's off."
