The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 1036: Chapter 1036: Nantian Sword Sect, Sword Saint Yue Xi

In the high sky.

Ye Feng looked down at the fleeing disciples of the Wind-Fire Holy Sect and shook his head helplessly.

Had it been the Misty Sect, the disciples would never have run; they'd have been willing to share the Sect's fate.

But the disciples of the Wind-Fire Holy Sect were different.

All it took was a shout from Long Tianxing, and even the powerful Quasi-Saints immediately swore poisonous oaths before fleeing, not daring to take with them the treasures belonging to the Wind-Fire Holy Sect for fear of being hunted down by Ye Feng.

Half a stick of incense later.

Within the Wind-Fire Holy Sect, only Ye Feng, Qiao Jiaxi, Wang Ping'an, and Long Tianxing remained.

As for the others, they had all fled.

"Let's pack up the stuff!"

Ye Feng instructed the three disciples, looking at them.

"Okay."

The three of them, excited and arm in arm, walked through the Wind-Fire Holy Sect with an indifferent swagger, dumping everything that could be taken into storage rings.

Wherever they went, they left no stone unturned, not even a needle or thread!

Further away.

The onlookers drooled with envy.

Those were all the treasures of the Wind-Fire Holy Sect!

Spirit Stones, Divine Skills, Cultivation Techniques, Spells, Spiritual Artifacts, Spiritual Treasures, Sacred Arms, Formations, storage rings, Spiritual Beasts, and so on—these items were worth so much that they could turn any Heavenly Saint green with envy.

Yet now, these treasures were being casually collected by three disciples at the Void Break Realm Level, and everyone was almost crying with jealousy.

"Is it too late to join the Misty Sect now?"