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With President Guo's permission, Ye Dongfeng did not hold back and specially picked some precious Spirit Medicines to get them. This scene made Li Ziwei and the others look at it.

It was likely that the other groups of students were trying their best to earn money to purchase medicinal ingredients at this time. But Ye Dongfeng had only cracked a formation, and everything was resolved perfectly. It was simply inconceivable.

After earning so much, Ye Dongfeng brought everyone back to the Tianwu Academy.

Ye Dongfeng did something that all the elders were greatly taken aback by. Returning to the area of the Wind Gate, Ye Dongfeng waved his hand: Alright, everyone should be tired after a day of wandering around, there's still time to sleep and rest.

To what extent did he have to be magnanimous? Otherwise, how could it be arranged like this? He would be back at the academy in less than two to three hours. At this time, he wouldn't be able to collect any spiritual medicines, right?

An elder simply didn't have the mind to pay any more attention to Ye Dongfeng: ”I'm afraid we've misjudged this Ye Dongfeng. I've already said this before, don't hold too much hope in him.

The group of Elders started complaining to each other. In the following two days, the other students of the inner courtyard also came back. Each of them had a firm and unswerving look on their faces.

The group of inner courtyard students were all surprised when they saw people entering and exiting the Wind Gate: Junior Brother Ye and the rest have returned so quickly?

It was good that they did not mention it, but when they mentioned Ye Dongfeng and the rest, the elder was furious: Your Junior Brother Ye probably gave up on this resource and went out for four to four hours before returning to sleep.

Only then did the older students in the Inner Academy heave a sigh of relief. After all, everything that Ye Dongfeng had done in the past few days had too big of an impact on them.

Alright, let's start to count the quantity of your elixirs! Under the elder's instructions, many students took out the medicinal herbs they had bought one by one. The elder began to count them all.

After some counting, this elder took a list, and started to read: This time, through the unremitting efforts of the various students, he brought along a large amount of resources for the Tianwu Academy. Fourth place: Zhang Qianfeng, ten spiritual medicines, third: Jiang Ye, twenty precious medicines, second place: Mo Yun, forty parcels, first place: Nie Yuan, sixty precious medicines.

Jiang Ye's face was brimming with a proud expression, looking at the position of the Wind Gate, the corner of his mouth carried a kind of contempt.

Just as he was thinking this, a familiar voice sounded out: ”Elder Yun, I'm afraid you have not counted the number of medicinal ingredients in our Feng Sect yet?”

That Elder Yun was an elder who had a huge prejudice against Ye Dongfeng. He looked at Ye Dongfeng with a gaze of ridicule.

Ye Dongfeng was still smiling, but he continued: When did I say that we don't have any spirit medicines?

As Ye Dongfeng spoke, everyone behind him took out several dozen spirit medicines, and quickly chased Zhang Qianfeng down. Ling Xueqi and Lan Ninger even took out thirty or so precious medicines, and any twenty or so of Jiang Ye's precious medicines were not even worth mentioning.