Yun Chujiu kept the corpses of the Mountain-drilling Dragons into her storage ring and commanded the chopping board to continue flying forward.
"Furry, it seems that you're quite capable!" Yun Chujiu said with a smile.
Furry said proudly, "Master, I'm very capable! After I'm done weaving the vest, I'll weave a sticky silk net to help you catch demonic beasts in the future!"
"Furry, your idea isn't bad at all. Go on and weave a good net!" Yun Chujiu's eyes lit up. When she encountered enemies in the future, she would get Furry to cast the net and catch the animal. Was that not fantastic?!
An Feng was dumbfounded. 'She's actually taking this as a game?'
The master was weird, but this weapon spirit was even weirder. A weapon spirit who knew how to knit sweaters? Only it could knit sweaters made from the sticky silk of Mountain-drilling Dragons!
