bout this distant cousin of mine. You know..." He Xiaolu smiled and shook her head.Everyone present burst into laughter.Tang Xiaorou's cheeks flushed, but not from shyness, but from anger!This kind of...And these breaths, they transformed into sparks of light, falling upon the people on Zui Xin Pavilion and merging into their bodies.

In this process, the aura of the person who struck the spark did not change noticeably.

But it can be certain that their bodies inside must have been changed quite a bit by these sparks.

"There are still a few points here!"

"Here come a few more flying at us, everyone get out of the way!"

"I want it! This is mine..."

The crowd by the lake jostled and pushed, a chaotic mass vying for every inch of space.

And the sparks on Huixin Pavilion were as dense as rain, while the crowd was orderly.

This scene formed a sharp contrast.

Fang Yu glanced at Huayan beside him, wanting to see what she thought.

He could only turn his head then, and realized that Huayan had been staring at him the whole time, not paying any attention to what was ahead.

"Uh...aren't you looking at what's happening in front of you" Fang Yu asked.

"It's boring." Hua Yan shook her head gently, staring straight at Fang Yu with a calm expression. "I don't care about them. I only care about you."

"..."

Fang Yu was speechless again.

He had to ignore Huayan's gaze and turned his head forward.

The so-called Moon Goddess's Blessing lasted for almost two minutes.

The people on the ZuiXin Pavilion, especially those closer to the front, basically all received the spark.

The crowd by the lake was chaotic, with even conflicts breaking out. Only a handful of people managed to get their hands on the sparks, and even then it was after a fierce scramble.

After the blessing concluded, the celestial moon goddess's apparition contracted back into the center of the altar.

Four sacrificial priests turned around and bowed slightly to the many members of prominent families on Drunk Heart Pavilion.

"Thank you, four priests!"

On the pavilion of Drunken Heart, a chorus of gratitude arose.

Four sacrificial priests did not make any further movements.

They both raised their left hands to their chests.

"Whoosh!"

Two seconds later, the four of them, along with the altar behind them, vanished as black motes.

That's the end of the ceremony.

Fang Yu stared at the four priests and the original location of the altar, his brow furrowed.

It's a little strange.

These four sacrifices and altars are a bit strange.

But where exactly was the strangeness, he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

At this moment, the surrounding noises grew louder.

Fang Yu came back to his senses and did not continue to think about the matter of the sacrifice.

The top priority now is to obtain the Shui Rong Shijia and the Po Shan Yin.

Fang Yu looked towards the Zhuixin Pavilion ahead.

By now, the crowds on Zui Xin Pavilion have already dispersed.

Of course, there are also many families who stayed behind to chat with each other.

Fang Yu's gaze locked onto the group of people from the Shui Rong family.

The Shui Rong family members did not linger, directly releasing their spiritual energy and flying into the air, wanting to return to their family estate.

"Alright, let's go intercept them and have a chat." Fang Yu smiled faintly, said.

……

The sixty-three members of the Shui Rong family had just flown to the lakeside and were preparing to fly back to their mansion.

"Whoosh!!"

At that moment, a figure stepped in front of them.

Seeing Chen Ye blocking their way, the members of Shui Rong's family all froze, their eyes filled with confusion.

The elder at the beginning of theure...”The cultivator in purple robes was speaking to himself.And the elder before him, crouched down and touched the crack on the ground, his brows furrowed even tighter."Elder Qian, have you made an...