Bei Feng could not be bothered about the rumors spreading because of him. Reputation and all the other stuff were mere fluff. The only thing that he could truly rely on was strength!
By the time he returned back to the villa, the sky was already dark. Bei Feng immediately started to make dinner.
Mystic One and the rest had improved greatly, but their strength was currently still too weak.
Bei Feng felt some pity about the entire situation. The talent of this group of people was not too bad, but they still needed a large amount of time to grow.
He thought about the matter for a moment, and ultimately did not give the Xiantian Pills to them.
In any case, he had sufficient time to wait for his underlings to grow in strength.
As long as he was sufficiently strong, his underlings would only be needed to handle some miscellaneous stuff.
As for Mystic One, she went into secluded cultivation the moment she returned in preparation to break through to the Xiantian realm.