Dark Windy Slaughter Night

Ye Mo sat down seemingly helplessly and grabbed his bag tighter. "If that’s the case, do I get to choose first?"

Feng Wu intervened and said, "Since you three were the ones who contributed, then you all can choose first."

Feng Wu was worried. He was afraid that Ye Mo would bring in his academy too. Luckily, despite Ye Mo being cocky, he only took revenge on the two sects that had gone against him.

The other ancient martial arts sects also had the same concern, but they didn’t dare say much.

"We’ll settle with this. We’ll give our bags to Brother Feng. Please finish one bag before moving onto the next. You can’t take back your own things." Wang Lenchan sneered.

As long as he got something from Ye Mo’s bag, he would be winning.

Ye Mo’s expression sunk as he took out the yellow essence and Space Abyssal Rock, before giving the bag back to Feng Wu. Everyone knew that Ye Mo had traded these two and they weren't worth much, so nobody said anything.