Over six thousand Qi Gathering Pills laid out in front of him, presenting a magnificent sight.
Such a vast fortune could already buy a Black-Scaled Horse King, equating to half of the wealth of the Lin Estate.
Yet this was merely the wealth found in the storage bags of the Martial Flame Hall disciples. Among all the storage bags, the two most important ones, which Chu Fengmian was most looking forward to, were yet to be opened.
"Let's see what's inside Ding Hao's storage bag."
Chu Fengmian picked up the storage bag of Ding Hao, the young master of the Martial Flame Hall. He injected Spiritual Power into it, and a space suddenly opened up.
Chu Fengmian looked inside but showed a hint of disappointment on his face.
Inside Ding Hao's storage bag, there were mostly fine wines and trinkets, and even the Qi Gathering Pills amounted to just over a hundred—not much at all.
"As expected of a profligate son, not many cultivating pills, but plenty of fine wines."