"There's a droplet here!"
"There's another droplet here!"
"I saw it first!"
"What do you mean you saw it first? I got it first. I could say everything in this Starry Sky is mine if you go by that logic!"
The golden droplets being found were increasing in number, and the conflicts arising were becoming more severe, with instances of people being seriously injured or even falling. Yet Zhang Menglong and the others remained uninvolved.
They merely retreated to a relatively quieter place to focus on cultivation, primarily to consolidate their recently skyrocketed life levels. Despite the allure of the golden droplets, under Zhang Menglong's strong restraint, no one dared to act rashly.
It suddenly felt as though several months had passed, and the entire Starry Sky had been thoroughly explored. As everything was taken away, it gradually dimmed until it completely lost its luster.
