"These disciples from the Martial Flame Hall have indeed delivered a fortune,"
Chu Fengmian thought to himself, holding more than ten storage bags in his hand.
These storage bags had been obtained from those Martial Flame Hall disciples.
The last time Chu Fengmian was in the Barbaric Mountain Range, he had snatched a batch of storage bags from the hands of Ding Hao's servants, acquiring a large fortune that allowed Chu Fengmian to gather enough resources to condense the second drop of ancient war dragon essence blood.
This time, these Martial Flame Hall disciples were the true elites, not mere servants, and the wealth they possessed was undoubtedly much more substantial.
Especially since the Hall Master of Martial Flame Hall and the Young Hall Master, Ding Hao, were both already dead at the hands of Chu Fengmian and Xuan Jingtai.
The wealth on their bodies was definitely considerable.