That was her wish: to see Elder Zou become the world's number one Poison Cultivator.
Zou Feng stood dazed in Zhi Shuang's room for a long while. His expression showed no sign of being touched, nor did he find it amusingly absurd.
Instead, his face was grim.
'Zhi Shuang should still be hiding on Hundred-legged Ridge right now…'
Zou Feng fell silent in thought for a moment, then simply sat down cross-legged on the spot.
'Forget everything else for now. I need to finish the Refinement of this Third Grade Corpse Poison.'
He had just taken out several Fourth Grade cultivators, so his collection of Corpse Poison was growing larger.
'Refining all this Corpse Poison at once… the side effects will be off the charts. No doubt about it.'
But for Zou Feng, that was exactly what he wanted.
Not only were there plenty of "big brothers" on the List of Gods now, but this was also a perfect opportunity to let the True Qi Realm masters of the Celestial Essence Sword Sect enjoy a world of hurt.
