"You... what did you say?"
Fung Wuheng's eyelids twitched violently, and even He Yuanzhi beside him stared at Ling Feng with disbelief.
Ling Feng sighed lightly, and helplessly repeated, "Ten ancient pill recipes, ten heavenly-level techniques, and ten vials of ancient elixirs..."
Fung Wuheng looked at Ling Feng incredulously, wondering how a young kid like him could possess such items.
It was possible for Yan Cangtian, who was behind Ling Feng, to come up with the elixirs and recipes, but ten heavenly-level techniques...
Those were heavenly-level!
Seeing Fung Wuheng's bewildered face, Ling Feng pursed his lips and said, "Senior might not be aware, but I ventured into the God Demon Battlefield recently and gained a little something. Ah, it's precisely because of this that Despicable Donkey got the chance to create chaos."
"God Demon Battlefield..." Fung Wuheng and He Yuanzhi exchanged glances, both taking a deep breath.
