By the campfire.
Chen Mu held up his right hand before his eyes.
True Hearing!
Buzz!
A fist-sized black sphere appeared in his palm.
With a thought, the black sphere suddenly expanded and spread out. Centered on Chen Mu, it swept through the dense forest like a faint breeze.
At the same time, a black-and-white image appeared in his mind.
At the heart of the camp, Song Wuji rested with his eyes closed, Liang Yi tinkered with an unknown potion, and Mo Wuzhou cultivated with his eyes shut.
Two li east, a long snake slowly wriggled atop a large tree.
Five li south, a Pig Rabbit had most of its body buried in the soil, with only two legs left outside, kicking wildly.
In the sky, an owl with a one-meter wingspan silently glided past.
He could even vaguely make out the Cold Moon Toad hidden underground.
Ten breaths later, the image shattered and vanished.
"What an excellent Secret Technique." Chen Mu clicked his tongue in amazement.
"It just drains the mind a little."
Making contact with so many things at once left his head aching, as though it had been overloaded with information.
And because there was so much information, once the image dispersed, the memories from the scouting became somewhat muddled.
"Looks like Shi Xian's talent is special. She's particularly suited to the True Hearing Secret Technique."
Chen Mu glanced at the Gray Wall's experience.
True Hearing Technique: 9653/10000/second tier;
"Another Secret Technique that's about to advance." Chen Mu sighed.
The Three Yin Slaying Demon Technique had been the same last time. It was clear that the Wushan Six Siblings had put in plenty of hard work on their respective Secret Techniques.
"A range of five li is still a bit small."
To feed over three