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As Chen Feng walked out of Ji Xin's office, he sneered in his heart.

The reason why he agreed to Ji Xin's conditions earlier was partly because of the threat from Director Lu's father, and partly because of the shadow that was hidden in the darkness.

The black shadow's concealment was superb. If an ordinary person were to come, they would not be able to discover it. Even someone stronger than the black shadow might not be able to see through it.

However, who was Chen Feng? In his previous life, he was the overlord of the cultivation world. He was an existence that could shake the entire cultivation world with a single stamp. Even though his body's dead dao had dissipated, his cultivation had completely vanished, and his soul had merged with Chen Feng into one, that true dao heart of a cultivator of ten thousand years was still there.

The dao heart was something unknown. It was the enlightenment of cultivators, a spiritual realm that contained endless wisdom. In the cultivation world, there was another way of describing a dao heart — spiritual force.

The strong spiritual energy allowed Chen Feng to notice the existence of the black shadow the moment he entered the room. Later on, when the black shadow used the Great Perception Technique to investigate Chen Feng, Chen Feng naturally knew about it as well. Because the black shadow did not display any hostility, Chen Feng did not pay it any heed. He only used his spiritual energy to block the Great Perception Technique and ignored it.

Thus, Chen Feng followed Ji Xin's instructions and accepted the mission. He wanted to see what Ji Xin was up to.

After turning a corner, Ma Yilin stood there charmingly, obviously waiting for Chen Feng.

"Yes, I'll accept it." Chen Feng answered.

"Then come with me!" After saying that, Ma Yilin pulled Chen Feng's big hand and walked towards the end of the corridor.

Chen Feng asked in confusion, "Where are we going?"

"You'll know when you get there!" Ma Yiran said without turning around.

On the Long Xiang Tower, there was a place called the replenishment room, which was used to store the items needed for battle. Following Ma Yilin, Chen Feng finally arrived at the supply room. The supply room was very large, and there were all sorts of weapons arranged on all sorts of shelves. It was as if they had walked into a weapons museum.

However, Chen Feng did not like these cold weapons at all. The highest grade among them was only a quasi-magical equipment. They could not even be considered magical equipment. On the other hand, those hot weapons greatly broadened Chen Feng's horizons. From the oldest cover of the Big Three to the advanced AK-47 and the Desert Eagle. However, as his strength increased, these weapons were no longer of use to Chen Feng. Only those powerful firearms, such as the King of Snipers lying quietly in Chen Feng's bracelet of holding, could help Chen Feng kill his enemies.

"This is the supply point for the dragon group?" Chen Feng was somewhat puzzled. For an organization as powerful as the dragon group, there was only this many trash?

"Of course not." Ma Yi Lin rolled her eyes at Chen Feng. "This is only a supply room for us ordinary members. Therefore, there's not a lot of things here." After you enter the Elite hall, you will come into contact with another supply room.

"Ugh." Chen Feng declined to comment. Every faction had a hierarchy. The dragon group was no exception. Only by raising their position could they come into contact with better things.

Ma Yi Lin led Chen Feng to the deeper part of the supply room. Here, an old man was peacefully sleeping on a reclining chair.

"Uncle Huang …" Ma Yiran gently called out.

The old man opened his eyes in a daze and saw that Mai Lin was grinning, "It's Eli. Are you here on a mission to receive supplies?"

Ma Yi Lin smiled and pushed Chen Feng forward. "It's this big idiot. He was not familiar with me the first time, so I accompanied him here."

Chen Feng smiled and greeted, "Hello, Uncle Huang." Under Chen Feng's perception, he discovered that this Uncle Huang's strength was unfathomable. At this moment, facing Uncle Huang, Chen Feng felt as if he was facing an endless ocean, unfathomable.

"Not bad, to have such strength at such a young age, this young lad has a bright future ahead of him." Uncle Huang looked at Chen Feng, full of praise.

Uncle Huang stood up and walked in front of a shelf. He randomly took down a yellow bag and threw it to Chen Feng. "Take this. This is the benefit that every dragon member can receive. A storage bag and a few pills." In the future, you can also receive appropriate pills for cultivation every month. If you have a mission, you can receive a certain amount of pills and weapons. " After saying that, Uncle Huang took out another porcelain bottle from the shelf and handed it over to Chen Feng. "These are the pills for your mission. Keep them properly."

Chen Feng received it and nodded in thanks. Opening the cork, a delicate fragrance wafted out. With just a sniff, Chen Feng knew that the medicinal pill in the porcelain bottle was a Origin Condensation Pill. Although its quality was not high, it was still rare.

Condensing Yuan Pills were the most commonly used medicines for cultivators. When consumed before cultivation, they could increase one's cultivation speed. When consumed during battle, they could speed up the recovery of true essence. However, in the mortal world, alchemists were rare, and Origin Condensation Pills were also rare. Small sects' disciples were simply unable to obtain Origin Condensation Pills to assist in their cultivation.

"Looks like there should be an alchemist in the dragon group. Otherwise, how could they afford to consume so many Origin Condensing Pills?" Chen Feng thought to himself, "I just don't know where these alchemists are."

"Alright, if you need any weapons, you can choose from them over there. Just remember to return them after using them." After Uncle Huang said this, he ignored Chen Feng and Ma Yi Lin and lay down on the reclining chair, dozing off.

Ma Yilin stuck out her tongue at Chen Feng, looking extremely adorable. "Do you want to find a weapon?"

Chen Feng shook his head. "No need."

"Then let's go, be quiet, don't wake Uncle Huang up." After saying that, Ma Yilin went to pull Chen Feng's hand.

Chen Feng smiled slightly. Without waiting for Ma Yi Lin's hand to approach him, he turned around and grabbed her hand. Without saying anything, he walked out the door.

Ma Yilin's face turned red and she glared fiercely at Chen Feng, allowing Chen Feng to pull her out of the door.

Chen Feng pulled Ma Yi Lin's hand and arrived at the hall. All of a sudden, the members of the dragon team who were training in the hall were flabbergasted as they stared at these two, their expressions filled with disbelief.

"Wow! Look! Look! Our icy beauties actually have an owner!" Several members of the good team pointed at Maureen and shouted, their voices full of mockery. However, he could tell that these people were just jeering and did not have any malicious intentions.

Suddenly, Ma Yilin's face turned red. She used all her strength to shake off Chen Feng's hand. Then, she gritted her teeth and ran away with a flushed face.

"Hahaha." Seeing Ma Yilin running away with a bashful expression on her face, the crowd burst into laughter.

"Damned Chen Feng, he's making me lose face again!" In a corner not far away, Ma Yilin heard the laughter from the hall. She gritted her teeth and shouted out.

Chen Feng was also full of smiles. Looking at Ma Yilin's bashful appearance, he did not know why, but he felt inexplicably happy.

"Humph!" Right at this moment, a cold snort sounded out, like a bucket of cold water, immediately extinguishing the crowd's enthusiasm.