Mao Zimiao had long since become accustomed to Wang Qi's occasional bizarre statements. She did not press him about completely incomprehensible terms like "Electric Shock Envoy" and "Girl-Getter"; instead, she said, "Somehow, Xiao Qi, I feel like you've learned more than just this."
Wang Qi raised an eyebrow, surprised, and said, "How did you know?"
Mao Zimiao pouted, "Even with my abilities, I've managed to get started with the Heavenly Calculation Atlas in this period of time, meow. After that, it's just a matter of methodically refining myself, and with enough effort, cultivation will go smoothly. The things you've learned are so much stronger than mine, Xiao Qi; you can't possibly have mastered just one spell, right, meow?"
Wang Qi was somewhat surprised. Could this be the power of intuition?