It seems to be a warehouse inside, with rows of horizontal depressions on the walls filled with various goods.
Qian Feng looked through it, but found that it was just the most common antique porcelain, with no aura hidden in it.
"Is that guy Fu Changqing lying to us?" Qian Feng frowned.
These porcelains are only wanted by some collectors, and their value is not high.
As we continue to move forward, there are more and more porcelains, piling up like a mountain.
Everyone looked around, but were disappointed to find that although there were many porcelains here, most of them were handicrafts.
For spiritual practice, this kind of handicraft has no use.
"A pile of rubbish, what a trouble!" Qian Feng gradually lost his patience and directly released his flying sword, slashing at the surrounding porcelain.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Pieces of porcelain were smashed, and Qian Feng frantically vented his dissatisfaction.
Unexpectedly, after the mountains of debris surrounding it were shattered, an extremely spacious space was revealed.
There, there are pieces of heavenly materials and earthly treasures that shine with dazzling light.
"Skyfire Stone?"
"Here's the Xuanyu Fruit! Looking at its condition, it must be at least tens of thousands of years old!"
"Ten Thousand Years Blood Ginseng, this is a peerless treasure!"
Many people's eyes immediately turned red when they saw this scene in front of them.
In Jade Cauldron Academy, no matter what kind of resources they are, they need to be exchanged for contribution points.
Many disciples, in order to save contribution points, will not exchange them easily even if they see good resources.
Even though they are the top disciples in the academy, their lives are still very difficult.
But now, there is no such worry at all.
These treasures in front of them are all ownerless, and they will be considered theirs if they get them.
"Hahaha, we are developed."
"Look quickly and see if there are any better treasures around."
A group of people ran over and prepared to loot.
At this moment, Qian Feng suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice: "Wait a minute."
The other disciples didn't know why and stood there to see what Qian Feng was going to say.
Qian Feng raised his head and said: "The treasures here were discovered by us together. We should distribute them first."
"How do you want to distribute it?" a disciple asked.
Qian Feng snorted coldly: "Of course it depends on strength. This is an unchanging iron law in the world of cultivation. Even if we are from the same sect, we should follow this rule."
He pointed at these magic weapons with a look of arrogance on his face: "Among us, I should be the strongest. I will share half of it, and you can share the rest. Don't go too far."
Qian Feng said it confidently, as if this is what it should be.
The other disciples couldn't help but laugh angrily.
Who is this person? I have seen thick-skinned people, but never such a thick-skinned person.
"You seem to be unconvinced? Am I right? If it weren't for the sake of my fellow disciples, I wouldn't give half of it to you." Qian Feng snorted coldly.
Qian Feng seemed to think of something again and pointed at Mr. Tian and said, "I think the remaining half can be divided among Mr. Tian. This is reasonable and reasonable."
What?
Finally, a disciple roared: "Qian Feng, I have tolerated you for a long time. Do you really think you are capable?"
After saying that, the disciple's blood energy burst out and transformed into a halberd, pointing directly at Qian Feng.
The surrounding blood energy condensed and enveloped the disciple, and the air was filled with bloody energy.
The halberd suddenly separated in mid-air, forming hundreds of sharp blades that stabbed straight down.