Just like that, Zhang Xiaohua spent his time on the deserted island cultivating the Worry-free Heart Sutra, comprehending the Earth Escape and Alchemy Skills, as well as intensifying his training during rainy nights. In the blink of an eye, more than half a year had passed.
At first, Zhang Xiaohua would count the days by drawing lines on the ground of the small cave with his little sword. Eventually, he lost interest in counting, and just drew the lines for the sake of it.
"If it weren't for the fact that I may want to see how many days I could survive on this deserted island without any seabirds, I wouldn't bother drawing these lines. It would be more enjoyable to draw circles in a corner of the cave and curse Bai Touweng."
