Chapter 683
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Chapter 683 Sacrificial Ceremony!
“With that attitude, I’m definitely not going to let you.” Fang Yu smiled.
Today he came to attend the sacrificial ceremony and should have kept a low profile.
But having so many rules just for sitting in a chair made Fang Yu uncomfortable.
Especially with the Yuan couple’s arrogant attitude, he couldn’t indulge them anymore.
Anyway, Fang Yu was currently wearing Xie Tianhe’s face.
If Yuan Chenglong wanted revenge later, he would only go after Xie Tianhe, and the Qinglan Society might also suffer.
For Fang Yu, provoking the Yuan couple was a win-win situation.
The more arrogant he acted now, the more miserable Xie Tianhe and the Qinglan Society’s fate would be later, which had nothing to do with him.
At this moment, Yuan Chenglong’s face looked extremely unpleasant.
He never imagined that a mere idle gang leader would dare to dance on his face like this!
For him, and even for the entire Yuan family, this was intolerable!
Meanwhile, the others around them were looking at Fang Yu with expressions of shock, amusement, and confusion.
They really hadn’t expected that this Xie Tianhe would be so bold.
After all, this was Yuan Chenglong!
The current head of the Yuan family and the Fu family’s number one son-in-law!
If one offended Yuan Chenglong, they wouldn’t be able to survive not just in Xidu, but in the entire Nine Provinces!
This Xie Tianhe must have lost his mind!
For the sake of a seat, he had risked his future and even his entire organization!
After today, he and his Qinglan Society would be completely finished.
There would be no chance for redemption!
“Well… Xie Tianhe, I’ll remember you.” Yuan Chenglong’s tone was extremely grim.
Fu Zhaorong coldly smiled and said, “Xie Tianhe, enjoy your seat if it gives you pleasure.”
After speaking, Fu Zhaorong took Yuan Chenglong’s arm.
This was the Sand God Temple, and today they would hold the sacrificial ceremony.
Even with their immense power, they had to show respect to the Sand God Temple and couldn’t make a scene at such an occasion.
Moreover, given their status and rank, directly confronting a small-time gangster like Xie Tianhe would be beneath them.
Dealing with Xie Tianhe and the Qinglan Society would only take a single word from them.
So, there was no rush now.
“Master Yuan, Madam Fu, if you don’t mind, you can take our seats.”
At this moment, the two people sitting to Fang Yu’s right stood up together, offering their chairs.
“Master He, Master Pan, that won’t be necessary. The sacrificial ceremony will begin shortly, so we’ll just stand,” Fu Zhaorong said with a smile.
“Indeed, in that case, we’ll stand as well,” Master He and Master Pan said in unison.
With so many people seated in the hall, only Yuan Chenglong and Fu Zhaorong standing would make both parties uncomfortable.
To avoid this awkwardness, Master He and Master Pan simply stood up, a move that would surely leave a good impression on Yuan Chenglong and Fu Zhaorong.
Seeing the flattery of these two, Fang Yu secretly shook his head.
In the so-called high society, perhaps the most “high-class” thing was their ability to flatter and curry favor.
After Master He and Master Pan stood up, the others who were seated also understood their intentions.
So, these people followed suit and stood up as well.
Soon, only Fang Yu and Bai Ran remained seated in the entire hall.
This situation, from another perspective, symbolized the Yuan family’s status in Xidu.
When Yuan Chenglong and Fu Zhaorong stood, who besides suicidal lunatics would dare to remain seated?!
Faced with this scene, Yuan Chenglong and Fu Zhaorong couldn’t help but reveal a hint of satisfaction, their displeasure gradually dissipating.
Many people glanced at Fang Yu and Bai Ran sitting in front, their eyes filled with amusement.
But to their surprise, Fang Yu and Bai Ran remained expressionless, sitting firmly in their chairs, completely unfazed like pigs unafraid of boiling water.
“Hahaha… After today, the Qinglan Society will be erased from Xidu! Xie the dog… you brought this upon yourself!” The bearded man from the Hongyao Society standing at the back laughed wildly in his heart.
The Qinglan Society and Hongyao Society had always been competitors, constantly fighting over territory.
But after today, the Qinglan Society would suffer a devastating blow!
For the Hongyao Society, this was incredibly good news!
Fang Yu sensed the gazes and heard the discussions around him, and a smile appeared on his face.
“It’s just your bad luck, Xie Tianhe.”
At this moment, the hall was packed with at least three hundred people.
And the time was gradually approaching ten in the morning.
“Tap, tap, tap…”
Soon, footsteps sounded outside the hall.
Two guards wearing emerald green robes entered the hall.
“The sacrificial ceremony is ready. The Goddess has instructed us to lead you in,” one of the guards announced expressionlessly.
Hearing this, excitement appeared on everyone’s faces.
The sacrificial ceremony was finally about to begin!
So, the people in the hall naturally formed a line, following the two guards outside.
Before leaving, Yuan Chenglong turned to look at Fang Yu and Bai Ran, who were still sitting in their chairs, his eyes cold.
Fang Yu responded with a smile.
Seeing Fang Yu’s smile, Yuan Chenglong’s expression changed slightly. He snorted coldly and left with a flick of his sleeve.
As the head of the Yuan family, when had he ever endured such provocation?
On any other occasion, he would have unhesitatingly ordered his men to kill Xie Tianhe and his subordinate on the spot!
But precisely because they were at the Sand God Temple, he couldn’t take action no matter how angry he was.
Now, he could only suppress his anger and deal with Xie Tianhe after the sacrificial ceremony!
After everyone had gone outside, Fang Yu and Bai Ran finally stood up and leisurely walked forward.
“So it seems the sacrificial ceremony is held in the square outside? Then why did they make us sit in here first? Isn’t that redundant?” Bai Ran frowned and muttered.
“It’s a tactic. If they treated these high-society figures the same way they treated the common spectators outside, which important person would still donate to the Sand God Temple? How would the temple make money?” Fang Yu smiled.
“Money?” Bai Ran was startled.
“Yesterday when we met that Goddess Qinyao, didn’t she call us benefactors?” Fang Yu glanced at Bai Ran and said, “You surely know what ‘benefactor’ means.”
As he spoke, Fang Yu took out the blood jade figurine from his pocket and said, “This thing is called blood jade. The manufacturing process is complicated, so they can’t give it away for free.”
Bai Ran nodded, seeming to understand but not quite.
The two walked outside together.
At this time, all the people holding tokens were standing on the platform at the top of the temple’s main staircase.
And at the bottom of the stairs was a sea of people.
“So many people have gathered…” Bai Ran said in surprise.
When they had first arrived, there were less than a hundred people below.
But now, there were at least over a thousand, perhaps close to two thousand!
These commoners who couldn’t enter the Sand God Temple were kept by guards a hundred meters away from the stairs on the flat ground, but each person’s face still showed excitement.
“See, this is the privilege of holding a token. We can watch the sacrificial ceremony from the closest distance,” Fang Yu said.
“But what’s so special about a sacrificial ceremony? Why do I feel like everyone here is so excited?” Bai Ran asked in confusion.
This was also what puzzled Fang Yu.
Whether it was the commoners below or the representatives from various prominent families of Xidu on the platform, their faces were filled with excitement and anticipation, as if they were about to witness something momentous.
But so far, Fang Yu hadn’t felt or seen anything special.
As for the so-called sacrificial ceremony, all he could see was a stone platform placed on the empty space in front.
But there was nothing on the long table.
“What kind of sacrifice is this? Even if they don’t burn incense, shouldn’t they at least offer a roasted pig?” Fang Yu frowned.
It was now nine fifty-eight in the morning.
In two minutes, the sacrificial ceremony would officially begin.
The platform on the stairs was completely silent.
And the crowd of commoners in the distance had reached the peak of anticipation.
“Among those people, there are quite a few martial artists… and many of them have high cultivation levels… They should be the attendants brought by these family representatives in front,” Bai Ran said softly, his eyes flickering.
Fang Yu had also noticed this but didn’t care.
Today’s focus was still on the sacrificial ceremony.
