The world outside was getting more and more chaotic. With the spiritual energy resurgence picking up speed, all kinds of things were waking up, especially legendary stuff coming back—Wen Yan was really starting to feel the pressure.
He set a goal for himself now: practice martial arts at least eight hours a day. No less.
He already started out later than everyone else. If he slacked on training any more, he might not be able to keep up with everyone else—or even with the times.
Even though he knew martial training couldn't fix everything, having enough hard power meant he could handle most things when push came to shove.
After all, when your own power is strong enough, you basically get to make the rules.
If martial arts were useless, why would so many people bother with it?
To reach the very top in martial arts takes talent, but if you're just aiming for the middle tier, then honestly, you don't need crazy good talent. Just grit, hard work, guidance, and—yep—plenty of money.
