The Strongest Qi Refiner

"You have this kind of attitude, but I won't let it go." Fang Yu smiled.

I came to participate in the sacrificial ceremony today, I should have kept a low profile.

But even sitting on a chair is so particular that Fang Yu is not very comfortable.

Especially the arrogance of the Yuan family couple is so arrogant, let alone get used to them.

Anyway, Fang Yu is now wearing Xie Tianhe's face.

If Yuan Chenglong wants to take revenge in the future, he will only find Xie Tianhe's head, and the Qinglan Society may also suffer.

For Fang Yu, provoking the Yuan family is a sure-fire thing.

The more arrogant he is now, the more tragic the fate of Xie Tianhe and Qinglan Society will be, which has nothing to do with him.

At this time, Yuan Chenglong's face was extremely ugly.

He never imagined that a mere gang leader would dare to step on his face and dance!

For him, and even for the entire Yuan family, this is intolerable!

The other people around, looking at Fang Yu at the moment, were full of horror, joking, and puzzlement.

They really didn't expect that Xie Tianhe would be so courageous.

You know, this is Yuan Chenglong!

The current head of the Yuan family, the number one son-in-law of the Fu family!

Offending Yuan Chenglong, not to mention in the Western Capital, even in the whole of China, can't get along!

This Xie Tianhe seems to have lost his mind!

For a seat, he actually put his own future, and even the entire society on board!

After today, he and his Qinglan Club are completely doomed.

There is no turning back!

"Yes... Xie Tianhe, I remember you." Yuan Chenglong's tone was extremely gloomy.

Fu Zhaorong smiled coldly and said, "Xie Tianhe, sit down, if doing so will make you feel happy."

After speaking, Fu Zhaorong took Yuan Chenglong's hand.

This is the Shashen Temple, and today a sacrificial ceremony will be held.

Even if they are powerful, they have to give Shashen Temple face, and it is impossible for them to do something on this occasion.

Furthermore, with their status and rank, it is a very cheap thing to have a head-on conflict with a gangster like Xie Tianhe.

Dealing with Xie Tianhe and Qinglan Society, for them, only one sentence is needed.

So, don't rush now.

"Patriarch Yuan, Madam Fu, if you don't dislike it, you can take our place."

At this time, the two people in the seat to Fang Yu's right stood up together and gave up their chairs.

"Patriarch He, Patriarch Pan, no need. The sacrificial ceremony will be held soon, so we won't be sitting." Fu Zhaorong smiled.

"Also, since that's the case, we won't sit anymore." He and Pan said together.

With so many people sitting in the entire lobby, Yuan Chenglong and Fu Zhaorong were the only ones standing, which would make both of them uncomfortable.

In order to avoid this embarrassment, the He family head and the Pan family head simply stood up, and doing so would definitely leave a good impression on Yuan Chenglong and Fu Zhaorong.

Seeing the flattery of the two, Fang Yu, who was beside him, shook his head secretly.

The so-called high society, the most high-end is probably their flattering ability to become inflamed.

After Patriarch He and Patriarch Pan got up, the other people present also understood why they did so.

So, these people followed suit and stood up.

Soon, only Fang Yu and Bai Ran were left sitting on the chairs in the entire lobby.

This situation, from another perspective, symbolizes the status of the Yuan family in the Western Capital.

Yuan Chenglong and Fu Zhaorong were standing, who would dare to sit down except for a desperate lunatic? !

Facing such a situation, Yuan Chenglong and Fu Zhaorong couldn't help showing a smile on their faces, and the displeasure in their hearts gradually dissipated.

The eyes of many people present glanced at Fang Yu and Bai Ran who were sitting in front, and their eyes were playful.

But they didn't expect that Fang Yu and Bai Ran still didn't change their faces, and sat on the chairs with the aura of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

"Hahaha... After today, the Qinglan Society will be delisted from Xidu! Xie Gou... This is what you asked for!" The bearded man from Hongyao Society standing behind laughed wildly.

Qinglan Club and Hongyao Club have always been in a competitive relationship, and the two sides have been fighting for territory.

But after today, the Qinglan Society will suffer a devastating blow!

For Hong Yao Club, this is simply great news!

Fang Yu felt and heard the gazes and discussions of the people around him, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It can only be counted as unlucky for you, Xie Tianhe."

At this time, the lobby was overcrowded, with at least 300 people present.

And the time is getting closer to ten in the morning.

"Tattoo..."

After a while, footsteps sounded outside the lobby.

Two guards in emerald robes entered the lobby.

"The sacrificial ceremony is ready, the goddess ordered us to bring you in." One of the guards said with a blank expression.

Hearing this sentence, excited expressions appeared on the faces of everyone present.

The sacrificial ceremony is finally about to begin!

So, the people in the lobby formed a team of their own, followed behind the two guards, and walked outside.

Before Yuan Chenglong left, he turned his head and glanced at Fang Yu and Bai Ran who were still sitting on the chairs, with gloomy eyes.

Fang Yu, on the other hand, responded with a smile.

Seeing Fang Yu's smile, Yuan Chenglong's expression changed slightly, he snorted coldly, and flung his sleeves away.

As the head of the Yuan family, why has he ever been challenged like this?

On any other occasion today, he would not hesitate to send someone to kill this bastard Xie Tianhe and his men on the spot!

But in the Sand God Temple, no matter how angry he was, he couldn't do it.

Now, I can only hold back my breath and wait until the end of the sacrificial ceremony to deal with Xie Tianhe!

After everyone went out, Fang Yu and Bai Ran got up and walked forward slowly.

"It seems that the sacrificial ceremony was held in the square outside? Then why let us come in and sit here again? Isn't this superfluous?" Bai Ran frowned and muttered.

"This is a means. If you treat these high-class people in the same way as you treat the group of ordinary people watching the fun outside, which big person will make offerings to the Shashen Temple? How does the Shashen Temple make money?" Fang Yu laughed. .

"Benefits?" Bai Ran was taken aback.

"When I saw the goddess Qin Yao yesterday, didn't she call us the benefactor?" Fang Yu glanced at Bai Ran and said, "You don't know what the benefactor means, right?"

With that said, Fang Yu escaped the blood jade statue from his trousers pocket and said, "This thing is called blood jade, and the production process is cumbersome, so it's impossible to give it away for free."

Bai Ran nodded as if he understood.

The two walked outside together.

At this time, all the people holding the tokens were already standing on the platform above the steps of the gate of the Shashen Temple.

Under the stairs, there was a crowd of black people.

"There are so many people gathered..." Bai Ran said in surprise.

When they first arrived, there were at most less than a hundred people gathered below.

But now, there are at least 1,000 people, and even nearly 2,000 people!

These desperate people who could not enter the interior of the Sand God Temple were stopped by the guards on the flat ground 100 meters away from the stairs, but everyone's expressions were still full of excitement.

"See, this is the preferential treatment of holding a token, we can watch the sacrificial ceremony at the nearest distance." Fang Yu said.

"But a sacrificial ceremony... what's so good about it? Why do I feel that everyone here is so excited?" Bai Ran asked in confusion.

This is also the point of Fang Yu's doubts.

Whether it was the group of civilians below, or the representatives of the major families in the Western Capital on the platform, their faces were full of excitement and excitement, as if they were about to witness something major.

But for now, Fang Yu didn't feel anything, and didn't see any special existence.

The so-called sacrificial ceremony, I can see that there is a stone platform in the open space ahead.

But on the long table, there was nothing.

"What kind of sacrifice is this? Even if you don't burn incense, you have to put your head and burn a pig to worship, right?" Fang Yu frowned.

It was now nine fifty-eight in the morning.

In two minutes, the sacrificial ceremony will officially begin.

The platform on the stairs was silent.

And the group of civilians in the distance also looked forward to the extreme.

"There are many warriors in that group of people...many of them are not low in cultivation...it should be the followers brought by the representatives of the aristocratic families in front." Bai Ran's eyes flashed and he whispered.

Fang Yu also noticed this, but didn't care.

Today's focus is on the sacrificial ceremony.