The harvest can be said to be extremely rich.
"Not even a single inner core or something?"
Yan Beihan transmitted his voice to Feng Yun.
"There are some." Feng Yun smiled faintly, nodded slightly, and transmitted his voice: "But in front of these sects, it's not appropriate to expose too much."
"How many?" Yan Beihan was a bit curious.
Feng Yun was somewhat proud: "About more than a hundred, all inner cores of demon beasts that don't exist outside. How about you?"
"About the same for me."
Yan Beihan replied calmly.
Over a hundred?
Hehe...
Thinking of the hundreds of thousands in his space ring, Feng Yun's over a hundred were truly... Tsk, pathetic. And yet he was so smug about it...
From Yan Beihan's understanding of Feng Yun, this guy would never speak the truth. Saying it's over a hundred, but at the very least, it's between four to five hundred to a thousand.
This point is beyond doubt, Feng Yun is just that kind of person.
