Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood Chapter 393 - 184: Fang He: He, He is actually...2

Afterward, he raised his head.

In those eyes, it seed as if flashes of intense killing intent flickered by.

"To make a move?"

Luo Changfeng looked over at Ruan Liuli standing behind him, then turned his head to glance in a certain direction.

Then, he shook his head and said in a low voice, "It seems, there’s no longer a need..."

Because, just a mont ago.

He had keenly sensed that Luo Ping, that young man, was rushing over with a large group of people.

...

"Sorry."

"If possible, I also wouldn’t want to make a move."

"But, who let you provoke the Fang Family..."

Standing at a towering three ters.

With an exceptionally sturdy physique.

Yan Qing, whose Qi-Blood Force was incredibly vigorous.

Now wore a look of helpless resignation on his face as he spoke softly to Luo Changfeng in front.

On this land.

The fate of minor family powers is so pitiful.

Even if there is a practitioner of the Organ Refinent Realm within your family,

in the circle of power centered around the Luo Family, you still have to lie low and obedient.

Those within the circle that sees the Luo Family as the center of power,

Might not have very high cultivation.

But those people hold great sway in their speech.

Quite possibly, a single word from them can lead to the decline and fall of a family power.

Yan Family is like this.

Other family powers are still the sa.

After all, there is the Luo Family, like a colossal beast, pressing down from above.

Within the territories under the Luo Family’s banner, there are nurous minor family powers wanting to curry favor with the influential.

Therefore, such a phenonon has occurred.

...

As ti gradually passed,

the distance between Yan Qing and Luo Changfeng beca increasingly close.

[Bang...]

[Bang bang...]

[Bang bang bang...]

The trembling sound of the earth rose continuously.

Ruan Liuli, dressed in a black tight-fitting outfit, stood behind Luo Changfeng.

At this mont, she narrowed her eyes slightly.

In those narrowed eyes, intense killing intent flickered from ti to ti.

It seed she was just waiting for a command from Luo Changfeng.

At that mont, she would suddenly make her move and take the head of the man nad Yan Qing standing before her.

Ruan Liuli might find it sowhat troubleso to deal with a practitioner at the Perfection of the Organ Refinent Realm.

But if it’s rely at the Interdiate Stage of Organ Refinent Realm,

And moreover, one like the man before her,

With bulging muscles and a simple mind,

She could resolve the fight with extre ease.

"Stop, stop..."

Just as Yan Qing was getting infinitely close to Luo Changfeng,

A series of urgent and sowhat hoarse shouts suddenly ca from not far away.

Yan Qing heard that all too familiar voice,

And couldn’t help but slightly frown,

Halting his forward steps.

He turned his head towards the source of the sound.

Sure enough, in no ti at all,

Fang Chaowu, the current darling of Luo Ping, the Luo Family Patriarch,

Was frantically running in this direction.

What one could see was that Fang Chaowu’s complexion turned blood red, breathing seemingly short, with both panic and rage flickering in his eyes.

The panic was for,

His foolish son,

Who could he have provoked if not the Luo Family’s esteed Patriarch Changfeng?

And Fang Chaowu’s anger,

Was because of having such a son who caused trouble.

Now, although he was the darling of Luo Ping, the current Patriarch of the Luo Family,

At the sa ti, countless pairs of eyes were fixed dead on Fang Chaowu.

Any mistake of Fang Chaowu’s would be seized by those with an agenda and used to make an issue out of it.

The aim, to lower Fang Chaowu’s standing in Luo Ping’s eyes,

The aim, to step over Fang Chaowu’s body in order to ascend higher.

Fang Chaowu, in order not to let such things happen,

To maintain his position in the heart of Luo Ping, the Luo Family Patriarch,

To preserve the status of his Fang Family in Qingshi City,

How much effort had he put in?

And yet, because of his foolish son,

All of this...

Could potentially vanish into thin air like a burst bubble.

If he were expelled from the power circle centered around the Luo Family, if his standing in the heart of Luo Family Patriarch Luo Ping plumted,

His political enemies from past days,

They would relentlessly kick him when he was down.

Until the Fang Family was utterly erased from this world, those political enemies he had accumulated over the years would finally be at ease.

...

"Dad, you’ve co?"

Seeing his father’s extrely familiar figure.

The dandy young master Fang He, clad in gorgeous attire, couldn’t help but reveal a faint smile on his face.

If, before, that old man had even the slightest chance of turning things around...

Then now,

that old thing would never have any chance of flipping the situation again.

Qingshi City is not just any place.

This is where the Luo Family Ancestral Land lies.

The cultivators within Qingshi City are countless.

Let alone cultivators of the Organ Refinent Realm, even those from the Blood Cultivation Realm, if they dare cause trouble in this city,

I reckon, they would not be able to leave this city alive.

No, it shouldn’t be I reckon.

It’s for certain.

"Dad, do you know?"

"This old man, he actually dared to show great disrespect to the Luo Family Patriarch."

"Such an old fool..."

"He should..."

Fang He looked at his father, who was charging towards him frantically.

He seed to want to continue saying sothing.

However, before he could finish,

what awaited him was a heavy slap from his own father.

[Slap...]

On this street,

a crisp and loud sound suddenly rang out.

The dandy young master Fang He, clad in gorgeous attire,

now found himself slapped several ters away by his own father.

If one were to observe closely...

they would even discover,

due to that slap, Fang He had lost several teeth.

"Dad, you, you..."

"What the hell are you doing?"

"That old thing, that old thing he..."

Fang He struggled to get up from the ground with difficulty, his mouth bloody, holding his now severely swollen left cheek with his hand.

In his eyes, there appeared to be a deep sense of grievance and confusion. Read new chapters at empire

He didn’t understand, why?

Why did his father give him a heavy slap?

Why did his father do this?

It was clearly that old thing who was greatly disrespectful to the Luo Family Patriarch!

If soone had to be hit, it should be that old thing, not him.

"What am I doing?"

"You’re asking what I want to do?"

"I want to ask, what the hell do you think you’re doing?"

Fang Chaowu’s eyes bulged, a trace of bloodshot visible, his face now covered with a ferocious expression.

Even Fang He was montarily stunned by its intensity.

...

"Patriarch Changfeng."

"You, you’re not hurt, are you?"

Behind Luo Changfeng,

was the Current Patriarch of the Luo Family, Luo Ping,

who now stood slightly bent over, bowing his head.

His face full of reverence as he softly asked Luo Changfeng.

"I’m fine..."

Luo Changfeng quietly shook his head, responding softly to Luo Ping behind him.

Upon hearing this response from Patriarch Changfeng,

Luo Ping finally let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, nothing had happened.

Otherwise,

he really wouldn’t know what to do.

...

"Dad, why?"

"Why did you..."

Fang He still looked bewildered as he asked.

But, when he saw Luo Ping,

who was standing with his waist slightly bent and his head bowed,

his face full of respectful reverence,

quietly standing behind Luo Changfeng,

only then did an answer begin to erge in Fang He’s heart.

And as this answer gradually ca to light,

the dandy young master Fang He clad in fine garb,

his face suddenly turned quite pale.

Even the left cheek, which had been swollen from the slap and was still sowhat red,

suddenly turned deathly white in an instant.