Over the next three months, Xiao Ye sequestered himself, not even stepping out to visit taverns, dedicating himself entirely to breaking through the limits of his Physical Body Power.
Meanwhile, Ancient Star City became even livelier, as the Old Madman threw out treasures more frequently, and whenever he did, it was by the dozens, attracting a large number of Martial Artists to the city, which became overcrowded with Innate Martial Artists everywhere.
Meng Fei and Xu Yan sat in the tavern, sipping their drinks in silence.
"Been here in Ancient Star City for nearly half a year, and damn it, I haven't managed to snatch a single treasure!" Meng Fei cursed in a hushed tone, draining his cup in one gulp.
"Meng Fei, I heard that yesterday the competing for the treasures tossed out by the Old Madman sparked a chaotic battle, with at least twenty Innate Martial Artists dead. We're not as strong as the others; maybe we should leave Ancient Star City," proposed Xu Yan, unable to hold back.