Internal Strife Erupts

This bottle of Yin-Yang Vitality Pills, to be honest, everyone present should have received a share, except for Zhou Zhuling who was hiding in the back and hadn't done anything.

If that's the case, it makes sense. The system might be distributing rewards based on the team's contribution value in the battle. Perhaps because Zhou Zhuling didn't contribute during the previous fight, the system only generated enough Yin-Yang Vitality Pills for nine people.

But if that's the reasoning, it's also not entirely logical. If the system truly allocated them this way, why wouldn't it set a higher threshold for entering the ancient plot team? The minimum requirement of Spirit Saint ninth stage peak was set by Ma Feifei himself, unrelated to the system.

"Could it be that they didn't prepare one for me?" Ma Feifei suddenly thought of this. It wasn't a solid reason, but given the system's usual behavior, it was quite possible it would do something like this.

Firstly, Ma Feifei's strength growth didn't require any external forces. He only needed to complete missions, and with each mission completed, his cultivation level would skyrocket. All those flashy things were useless in front of him.

In fact, in the past year, he had transformed from an ordinary person to his current Immortal Realm cultivation, his strength growing so rapidly that he himself hadn't fully registered it. It felt like he hadn't done anything, and then he reached the Immortal Realm, easier than drinking water.

As for Spirit Crystals, Ma Feifei had only experimented with cultivating using them out of curiosity at the beginning. Other than that, he had never cultivated on his own since.

"This is such a rip-off!" Ma Feifei sighed. He couldn't be bothered to argue with the system anymore. He looked at the other nine people