For the next three months, Xiao Ye stayed behind closed doors, not even going to restaurants, and tried his best to break through the power of his physical body.
At the same time, Ancient Star City became more lively, because the old madman threw treasures more and more frequently, and there were more than ten items thrown at each time, attracting a large number of warriors, making Ancient Star City overcrowded, and there were innate warriors everywhere.
Meng Fei and Xu Yan were sitting in the restaurant, drinking wine.
"It's been half a year since I came to Ancient Star City, and I haven't even grabbed a single treasure. What a damn bad luck!" Meng Fei said bitterly, and drank all the wine in his hand.
"Meng Fei, I heard that there was a melee yesterday in order to grab the treasure thrown by the old madman, and at least twenty innate warriors died. Our strength is no better than others, so we should leave Ancient Star City." Xu Yan couldn't help but said.
"Leave?" Meng Fei glared at Xu Yan, "As long as I, Meng Fei, can grab an innate weapon, my strength will immediately increase dramatically. I will not be weaker than the inner disciples of those major sects. I will not accept such a good opportunity before me.
leave!"
Meng Fei's eyes were filled with the flames of ambition.
Xu Yan opened his mouth, and finally turned into a helpless smile. Seeing that he couldn't persuade Meng Fei, he changed the subject and said, "Strange, why haven't you seen Ye Xiao coming to the restaurant recently?"
Meng Fei sneered when he heard this: "I guess he was scared away. What a coward!"
"Ye Xiao must be tied up by something." Xu Yan murmured in a low voice, "I always feel that Ye Xiao is not simple."
Boom!
At this moment, a powerful wave of power suddenly erupted from the direction of the ancient star city gate, sweeping across the entire city in an instant, causing clouds to move in all directions.
"Who is so powerful?" Ancient Star City suddenly became quiet, and many warriors looked towards the city gate in horror.
"Jie Jie, I heard that there was an old lunatic throwing away treasures in Ancient Star City, so I came here to join in the fun." A stooped old man wearing a straw hat walked into Ancient Star City with his hands behind his back.
The moment he saw this little old man, there was a gasp of cold air in Ancient Star City.
"It's the black-hearted old man, and he's here too!"
"Nah, this old guy's cultivation has reached the middle stage of the ninth level of the Xiantian realm, and he still comes to snatch treasures from us. How shameless!"
"This old guy's nickname is Black Heart. Do you think he still cares about his face?"
Suddenly, the innate warriors of Ancient Star City kept yelling and yelling. With such a powerful competitor coming, their chances of grabbing the treasure were even lower.
The black-hearted old man is very famous among the casual warriors of the Black Dragon Kingdom.
Rumor has it that when he was young, he was an inner disciple of a large sect. Because he violated the sect's rules, he was expelled from the sect and was hunted by the sect for decades.
And the black-hearted old man was also a character. He actually competed for the cultivation resources of all parties during the pursuit, and grew all the way to the middle stage of the ninth level of the Xiantian realm, which made the sect reluctantly withdraw the pursuit order.
This shows that the black-hearted old man is not simple.
"My old arms and legs can't compete with you young people. I hope you can help me a little when the time comes." The black-hearted old man sighed.
"Damn it, you old immortal, why are you pretending to be pitiful? Who doesn't know that you like to do evil things behind your back?" Many innate warriors cursed in their hearts.
Sure enough, this sentence came true that day.
When the old madman threw the treasures, the black-hearted old man slapped ten innate warriors to death, shocking the whole audience, and took all the treasures into his bag with a smile.
"Damn it, how can you rob it!" Meng Fei's whole body was cold, and his last glimmer of hope was gone.
Three more days later, the void of the ancient star city shook, and a figure with a powerful aura walked in. He was obviously a human warrior, but it gave people the illusion of facing an ancient ferocious beast.
He was a young man of about twenty-seven years old. His inky black hair danced like a long snake, his face was as handsome as if it had been carved by an axe, and his sharp eyes could almost cut the skin of others.
"Oh my god, it's Ding Hao who is ranked 40th on the Black Dragon List. Why is he here!"
"Is Ding Hao also here to fight for the old madman's treasure?"
Someone soon recognized this young man, and their faces immediately showed despair. With the arrival of Ding Hao, they had no chance.
"Ding Hao!" The black-hearted old man wearing a straw hat had a dignified look on his old face.
Ding Hao's cultivation level is the same as his, they are both in the middle stage of the ninth level of Xiantian Realm. Moreover, Ding Hao is also an outstanding descendant of the great power of the Black Dragon Kingdom. He must have extraordinary means. Even he feels a lot of pressure.
"I happened to be passing by here. In addition to meeting the old madman throwing treasures, I also met a strong man like the black-hearted old man. It's really interesting." Ding Hao saw the black-hearted old man, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a terrifying fighting spirit emerged from his body.
"Hmph, although you, Ding Hao, are strong, I am not a vegetarian!" The black-hearted old man's face turned cold.
In the next few days, the old madman threw another treasure, and Ding Hao fought head-on with the black-hearted old man. The battle wave swept across all directions, shaking the sky.
The two fought fiercely outside the city for half an hour, and finally ended in a draw, each taking away half of the treasure.
"Huh? There are still some good things among these treasures. It seems that I will stay here for a while longer." After Ding Hao checked it, a smile appeared on his face.
Because of the existence of Ding Hao and the black-hearted old man, every time the old madman threw treasures, they were divided between them. In the end, because there were too many treasures, the two of them even threw out a lot.
Those Xiantian warriors who had been squatting for a long time were immediately overjoyed and rushed forward to grab it, causing a bloody storm.
"I hope Ding Hao and the black-hearted old man can throw more innate weapons!" Meng Fei in the crowd was full of excitement, seeing hope.
Time flies, and three months have passed in the blink of an eye.
In a house beside a small river in Ancient Star City, a surging blood energy suddenly erupted. A visible wave of energy shot straight into the sky and quickly dissipated.
Boom!
But in the house, there are still sounds of surging blood, like huge waves crashing on the shore.
"Finally the power of the three cauldrons has been gathered together!" Xiao Ye roared excitedly. The three giant cauldrons above his head were like real objects, exuding the aura of suppressing the heavens.
"Now I am also a warrior at the late ninth level of the Xiantian Realm. As an extreme Xiantian warrior, I don't need to be afraid of anyone!" Xiao Ye was full of strong self-confidence.
I think back then, he had to flee for his life in embarrassment under Zhao Qian who was in the early stage of the ninth level of the Xiantian realm, but now he has jumped up and become a warrior in the late stage of the ninth level of the Xiantian realm.
With such strength, looking at the huge Black Dragon Kingdom, he can be regarded as an absolute strong man! Among the powerful forces, he is also a dominating figure.
The most important thing is that countless warriors have worked hard for decades to reach this level, and he is only nineteen years old now!
The nineteen-year-old Xiantian ninth-level late-stage warrior is absolutely rare in the Black Dragon Kingdom, and his potential is terrifying.
"Zhao Qian, the personal disciple competition in three months is when I, Yixue, will be humiliated!" Xiao Ye clenched his fists, and two rays of light erupted from his eyes.
He finally caught up with or even surpassed Zhao Qian, the proud son of Chongyang Sect.
"Compared to the strength of my physical body, my cultivation has only broken through to the late seventh level of the Xiantian Realm, so it is too weak." Xiao Ye slowly put away his energy and frowned slightly.
After reaching the seventh level of the Xiantian realm, the power gap between each realm is very large. His current cultivation level is at least a hundred times weaker than the physical power.
The power of the physical body is too strong, so even if he superimposes his cultivation base, his own strength will not change much.
"After the direct disciple competition is over, I will upgrade my cultivation to the late stage of the ninth level of the Xiantian Realm as soon as possible. By then, combined with the power of the physical body, I will probably be able to fight against the Xiantian Ultimate Warrior!" A smile appeared on Xiao Ye's face.
Then he washed himself, put on clean clothes, put on a golden mask, and looked outside the city.
"It's time to go see the old madman now." Xiao Ye opened the door and walked out, arriving at the restaurant he often came to before, ready to inquire about the situation. He didn't want to wait outside the city.
Xiao Ye walked up to the second floor, glanced around, and immediately spotted Xu Yan, who was sitting at the table drinking alone.
"Xu Yan." Xiao Ye walked over and sat down.
Xu Yan was stunned, and suddenly said with excitement: "Ye Xiao, where have you been in the past three months?"
Xiao Ye poured himself a glass of wine, drank it all, and then said: "I have been in seclusion for three months, and now I have just come out."
"Retreat?" Xu Yan looked at Xiao Ye carefully. He found that Xiao Ye was a little different from before, but he couldn't tell what was different.
"Xu Yan, how has the situation in Ancient Star City been in the past three months?" Xiao Ye asked.
Xu Yan quickly told what happened.
"Ding Hao, the black-hearted old man?" Xiao Ye's eyes flickered, then nodded, not caring.
With his current strength, there is no need to take these two people to heart.
"You mean, the old madman will throw away treasures later?" Xiao Ye continued to ask.
Xu Yan nodded and said: "Yes, the time when the old madman throws treasures has been more regular recently. Now many people are rushing to the woods outside the city."
Xiao Ye put down his wine glass, stood up and said, "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go and see it together."
Looking at Xiao Ye's back, Xu Yan was stunned: "Yexiao actually wants to take the initiative to go outside the city?"
"Yexiao, wait for me!" Xu Yan quickly stood up and followed.
When Xiao Ye walked outside the city, a black mass of human heads appeared in front of him. Xiao Ye glanced around and found at least over a thousand innate warriors, blocking the woods in front of them.
"The treasures thrown by the old madman are really attractive." Xiao Ye shook his head and prepared to walk forward.
"Yexiao, stop quickly!" Xu Yan quickly pulled Xiao Ye back.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Ye looked confused.
Xu Yan smiled bitterly and said: "You have also seen that there are at least a thousand innate warriors here. They all divide their territories. The more powerful they are, the closer they are to the woods."
After Xu Yan's reminder, Xiao Ye was stunned, and then he looked up and saw that it was indeed like this, and he found Meng Fei at the back of the crowd.
"Xu Yan, do you want to stand at the front?" Xiao Ye asked with a smile.
"I think about it, of course I do. The more you stand in front, the more likely you are to grab the treasures that the black-hearted old man and Ding Hao don't want." Xu Yan nodded.
"Then come with me." Xiao Ye put his hands behind his back and walked forward. (To be continued)