Qin Fengming did not look at the expressions of the others. He merely looked at the demon cores before the various Mahayana cultivators, his expression calm and unruffled from beginning to end. Then he indifferently swept his gaze over one Mahayana cultivator after another before turning his hand over and producing handful after handful of demon cores.
That utterly unconcerned expression made the various Mahayana cultivators feel stifled.
They had never before experienced being so thoroughly ignored by anyone, much less being ignored by a Profound Tier cultivator while more than a dozen Mahayana cultivators of the same tier stood before him.
That indifferent gaze and expression seemed to be telling them that the number of demon cores they had obtained was utterly insignificant.
Qin Fengming turned his hand over, and another handful of demon cores was placed on the ground.
"Impossible! How could you have obtained so many Profound Tier demon cores?" Mu Yancheng's face flushed red. Qin Fengming's actions were no different from slapping him in the face.
Qin Fengming ignored Mu Yancheng's roar. Instead, he looked toward Daoist Fu Yuan and waved his hand. Another pile of demon cores appeared, its number just exceeding the demon cores before Daoist Fu Yuan.
Daoist Fu Yuan's face darkened, fierce light flickering in his eyes. Then he calmed himself, nodded lightly, and said nothing.
"I truly refuse to believe that the number of Profound Tier vicious beasts you killed could exceed mine," Geng Jian said, his expression somewhat ugly.
Qin Fengming's expression remained unchanged. Without the slightest ripple, he smiled faintly and moved his arm again.
When they saw Qin Fengming wave his hand once more, everyone widened their eyes, their expressions growing increasingly astonished and bewildered.
Geng Jian's strength was extraordinary even among the group. He possessed several methods