But in the blink of an eye,
he felt that something was off.
Back then, Night Owl had even used an airwave to slap him.
If she really liked him that much, how could she bear to slap him?
That simply didn't make sense.
This left Zhang Zishan feeling deeply disappointed.
Could it be that he had read too much into it?
But then, he suddenly remembered something, and a smile reappeared on his face.
He remembered that Night Owl had only slapped him after he said he had seen countless women.
What did that mean?
It clearly meant that Night Owl had been jealous.
Such a heavy slap was no ordinary jealousy—it was extreme jealousy.
"That must be it!"
Zhang Zishan's lips curled high as his heart burst into bloom.
Judging by Night Owl's vinegar-jar manner, she didn't merely like him. She loved him—loved him to the bone!
"Zhang Zishan, Zhang Zishan, you truly possess peerless charm. Though your cultivation talent cannot rank among Yunxing's younger generation, that can only mean Heaven envies a genius."
"Giving you a face that could topple cities while taking away some of your cultivation talent—that isn't excessive."
With his hands behind his back, Zhang Zishan could not help humming a little tune...
In the blink of an eye, three days arrived.
And the Poison Masters of Heavenly Poison Island lived up to expectations, successfully developing a new spatial poison.
In truth, while it appeared that three days had passed, dozens of Poison Masters had actually gathered together and researched it for a full three years.
To meet Yi Feng's demands and develop it as soon as possible, they had paid a huge price to use a Spatial Magic Treasure. That was why it had taken three years.
Thus, early that morning,
nearly