The disciples had a burning curiosity as they watched Long Fei take out one magical treasure after another, wondering just how many good things he had on him.
This feeling was akin to redistributing the land from the wealthy.
Chu Feng, however, just smiled faintly and sipped his wine, knowing how much stuff Long Fei had on him—enough to make the elders from every faction in the Secret Realm envious.
Not to mention anything else, just thinking back to the battle at Tianzhu Mountain.
All the elders' storage rings became his, and every magical treasure in them was exceedingly rare and powerful.
Long Fei raised his hand, summoning a magical treasure that hovered in the air.
This item he had just obtained.
He placed it inside the Mystic Yellow Pagoda, refining it for half a day to remove the spiritual imprint on it.
When this object appeared, it emitted a ghostly blue light, giving the surrounding atmosphere a hint of piercing murderous intent.
