One person: I was already fighting the Heavenly Master, but the system just came

Chapter 263 Human Qi Yangrong Pill

In this mansion filled with prosperity and power, the curtain of a feast was finally opened.

The hall was brightly lit, and an atmosphere of luxury permeated among the carved beams and painted buildings.

The guests were dressed in gorgeous clothes, chatting and laughing, and the wine glasses in their hands made crisp sounds when they clinked together, interweaving into a melody of decadence and debauchery.

Zhao Feihong, an important figure in the city, was sitting in the main seat.

His eyes were deep and sharp, like the twinkling cold stars in the night sky, scanning the entire audience inadvertently, and every slight movement did not escape his eyes.

He had a tall and straight figure, and his every move exuded an innate majesty that made people dare not look directly at him.

Just now, his voice was low and magnetic, and his words showed his control over the situation and his plans for the future.

The four words "open your eyes" made everyone present very curious.

Although those present are not as powerful as Zhao Feihong, not to mention the strength behind him, they are not wild ducks in the country who can be easily dealt with with just a few things.

Now that Zhao Feihong actually said such words, it was obvious that it was because this kid Wu Fuyou looked down on them.

The innocent Wu Fuyou stood aside. Although his clothes were not gorgeous, they were neat and decent.

There was an elusive depth in his eyes, as if they contained endless secrets.

He watched the banquet quietly, with a faint smile occasionally appearing on the corners of his mouth, as if he was confident about what was about to happen.

Zhao Feihong looked at Wu Fuyou and nodded slightly. Although the nod was slight, it seemed to be conveying some important signal, full of affirmation and trust.

Wu Fuyou understood what he meant, bowed slightly, turned around and gave a few instructions to the servant beside him.

Soon, servants came in one after another carrying trays.

On the tray, round and plump meatballs were neatly arranged. These meatballs looked no different from the usual ones, with a light golden skin, a hint of heat, and a fragrant aroma.

Looking closely, under the cover of the heat, the surface of the meatballs seemed to be faintly glowing, as if it contained some kind of mysterious power.

When you smell it up close, the aroma is even stronger. It is not just the ordinary meat aroma, but also mixed with a faint fragrance, which makes people's appetite increase greatly.

Wu Fuyou personally picked up a meatball, showed it to everyone, and said: "Dear guests, I am honored to invite you all here today. I have prepared this special gift for you - Renqi Yangrong Pills."

His voice was clear and melodious, like a mountain spring, echoing in the hall.

As the son of Zhao Feihong, Zhao Kai sat aside with a proud look on his face.

He always has a cynical smile on his face.

At this moment, although he was unhappy with Wu Fuyou, after all, it was his father who arranged the banquet, so he still had to give him face.

He reached out and took the two meatballs from the tray, holding them in his hand, examining them carefully.

Yang Zhihui, the daughter of the Yang family, wore a gorgeous pink dress with delicate patterns embroidered on the hem. Every step she took seemed like a blooming peony swaying.

Her face is beautiful, but she always has a hint of arrogance, as if she doesn't care about anything in the world.

She took the meatballs handed to her by the servant, glanced at them casually, then frowned in disdain, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealed a sneer of disdain, and muttered quietly: "What's so special about this thing? And you say it's so magical."

At this time, Wang Lin, who was sitting next to Zhao Kai, seemed particularly embarrassed.

She was dressed simply, in a long gown that had been washed to a pale color, which was out of place with the luxurious surroundings.

She is thin and has a slightly childish face, but her eyes reveal tenacity and stubbornness.

When Wu Fuyou personally handed him a meatball, Wang Lin was at a loss for words. He waved his hands and said, "Mr. Wu, this... this is too expensive. I... I can't afford it."

Wang Lin's voice trembled a little, and her hands were rubbing unconsciously in front of her, her face full of tension and anxiety.

Wu Fuyou smiled gently and patted Wang Lin on the shoulder. That smile was like the warm sun in winter, making people feel extremely warm.

His eyes were full of sincerity and admiration, and he said, "Young man, don't refuse. I have observed you for a long time, and I admire your perseverance. This will definitely help you."

His voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to carry an irresistible power.

Wang Lin's face flushed slightly. She hesitated for a moment, a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes, but she finally took it with both hands and said with a slightly trembling voice: "Then... then I would like to thank Mr. Wu."

Wang Lin was secretly grateful for Wu Fuyou's special care.

Wang Lin held the meatball tightly, as if she were holding a precious gift, her heart filled with emotion and confusion.

Wu Fuyou nodded to Wang Lin with satisfaction. This was someone like Wang Lin that he wanted.

Yang Zhihui, who was standing by, saw the whole scene. The look of disdain on her face became even stronger. She snorted in her heart, "Humph, a bumpkin from the countryside can be treated the same as me? Wu Fuyou really doesn't know what he's talking about."

Her eyes were full of contempt and disdain, the corners of her mouth drooped slightly, and her face was full of displeasure.

Master Yang also stood up. He was tall and strong with a thick beard. At this moment, he was looking at the meatballs in his hand with a frown.

He curled his lips and said without disguising, "This meatball looks really ugly, what good can it be? Old Wu, don't let anyone fool you with this thing to fool us."

His voice was rough and loud, carrying an unquestionable momentum.

Wu Fuyou calmly explained, "Master Yang, this is not an ordinary meatball. This is a human qi nourishing pill. Its production process is extremely complicated. It requires the selection of top-quality ingredients and a careful refining process of 49 days."

"And, guess what? Eating it is very beneficial to the Qi in the body. It can nourish the body and improve your skills." Zhao Feihong's eyes were firm and confident, and his words were full of pride in the Renqi Yangrong Pills.

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a lot of discussion in the hall.

"Isn't this nonsense? You talk so much like it's amazing, do you think we are three-year-old children?" A middle-aged man in blue satin said with disdain. His eyes were full of doubt and ridicule, and he kept shaking his head.

"That's right. I think Wu Fuyou is a charlatan. Maybe even Mr. Zhao has been deceived by him." Another fat wealthy businessman echoed this. His face was full of fat and he was trembling slightly with excitement.

What's worse, some people are already gearing up to take action against Wu Fuyou.

A tall warrior took a step forward, folded his hands over his chest, and said viciously: "If you don't give us a reasonable explanation today, don't blame us for being rude." His eyes were full of threats and he exuded a strong murderous aura.

At this tense moment, Zhao Feihong's face darkened. He stood up, and his aura suddenly increased, like a towering mountain, awe-inspiring.

His eyes revealed a sense of majesty as he scanned the crowd, and the hall suddenly became quiet. He directly took the Human Qi Yangrong Pill and swallowed it without hesitation.

In an instant, he felt a warm current rising from his abdomen and quickly spreading throughout his body.

This warm current was like a surging tide, rushing through his meridians, and wherever it went, all the feelings of fatigue were swept away.

His eyes became brighter and his spirits lifted.

"Good stuff!" Zhao Feihong couldn't help but exclaim, his voice full of surprise and excitement.

His face was filled with a satisfied smile, as if he had regained the vitality of youth.

Seeing this, although Wang Lin was still full of doubts in his heart, he gritted his teeth and swallowed the Renqi Yangrong Pill in his hand in one gulp.

At first, she didn't feel any special changes and felt a little uneasy.

However, not long after, she suddenly felt a force slowly surging in her body. This force was growing stronger and stronger, as if it was about to break through her body.

Everyone was watching, and at this moment, Wang Lin suddenly couldn't help but scream.

Everyone was shocked and thought that Wang Lin had encountered some misfortune.

Those who were already dissatisfied with Wu Fuyou rushed over and glared at him.

"What kind of dirty stuff did you put into the Renqi Yangrong Pill?!" the tall warrior roared angrily, his fists clenched tightly as if ready to strike at any time.

However, the next scene left everyone stunned.

Wang Lin's body underwent visible changes. Her skin became increasingly smoother, and the originally slightly rough texture gradually disappeared, replaced by a delicate and shiny texture.

Her hair also became darker and shinier, as if it was injected with vitality.

The originally slightly tired face now glowed with vitality, and there was a lively light in the eyes.

Even the metabolism seemed to speed up. Wang Lin could even clearly feel that his heartbeat became stronger and steady, and his breathing became smoother.

Wang Lin was also surprised. She licked her lips and said with sparkling eyes, "This... this thing is actually not bad to eat. It's just like ordinary meatballs, and even more delicious!"

Wang Lin's face was filled with a smile of surprise, and his heart was filled with admiration for the Renqi Yangrong Pills.

At this moment, the hall was silent, and everyone was stunned by the scene before them.

Their eyes were filled with shock and confusion, as if they couldn't believe what they saw.

"This...how is this possible?" Yang Zhihui couldn't help but exclaimed, her face full of shock and unwillingness.

She originally thought that Renqi Yangrong Pills was just an ordinary scam, but she didn't expect it to have such a magical effect.

There was a hint of jealousy in her eyes, and her gaze at Wang Lin was filled with complicated emotions.

Master Yang also widened his eyes, an expression of disbelief on his face.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but was speechless for a moment.

After taking one, his heart was suddenly filled with regret, regretting that he had rejected the Renqi Yangrong Pill so easily.

Master Yang could only secretly hope that what he had just said did not offend Master Zhao Feihong and Wu Fuyou.

Wu Fuyou looked at everyone's reactions, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smug smile.

His eyes revealed the calmness and composure of a wise man, as if everything was under his control.

"Everyone, do you believe what I said now?" Wu Fuyou said calmly, with a hint of ridicule in his voice. He looked at everyone with a look full of confidence and pride.

Everyone nodded, the suspicion and disdain on their faces had long disappeared, replaced by awe and curiosity.

They began to re-examine the Renqi Yangrong Pills, their eyes filled with desire and expectation.

On the other side, Chu Yang returned to the bunker silently, his body still wrapped in a hint of chill brought from the outside world.

As soon as we stepped into the hidden base, members of Nadutong quickly surrounded us, their eyes full of concern and anxiety.

"Chu Yang, how's the progress of this trip?" one of them asked anxiously, with a hint of anticipation in his voice.

Chu Yang frowned slightly, raised his hand and gently rubbed his temple, looking a little tired: "It's not going well, I have to run again. There are too many people this time, and the scene is too chaotic, it's not easy to do it. Moreover, I always feel that there are several pairs of eyes staring at me in the dark along the way, obviously I am suspected."

There was helplessness and vigilance in his tone, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

When everyone heard this, a solemn look appeared on their faces.

The leader pondered for a moment, patted Chu Yang on the shoulder, and said in a firm tone: "Old Chu, don't worry, we will definitely help you solve these problems. We will find a way to make those guys completely dispel their suspicion of you." His words were full of trust and support, which gave Chu Yang a reassurance.

At this moment, the people from Nadutong noticed that there was a figure behind Chu Yang. "Who is that person behind? Just bring him in." Someone said.

Chu Yang moved sideways to make way for the people behind him.

Everyone looked closely and found that it was Wang Ye.

Suddenly, a low cry of surprise broke out in the crowd, and someone shouted excitedly: "Hey, it's Taoist Wang!"

Although Wang Ye's friendship with them was not very deep, in that turbulent era caused by Wu Gensheng, they all became comrades-in-arms invisibly.

However, the Wang Ye in front of them looked unfamiliar to everyone.

Wang Ye was obviously not excited, but had a look of indifference, and there was even a barely perceptible hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes. He just stood there quietly, as if out of tune with everything around him.

The leader of Nadutong was full of confusion and couldn't help asking, "Master Wang, what's wrong with you? Don't you recognize me?" His tone was full of surprise and confusion.

Wang Ye waved his hand gently, his expression calm and his voice light: "I don't know you at all and have never seen you." His answer made everyone look at each other in confusion, and the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became a little awkward.

Seeing this, Chu Yang sighed helplessly and explained, "He has lost his memory and doesn't remember anything. Let him stay in the bunker for now. There will always be a way."

He listened to everything, and although he was disappointed, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed when he saw Wang Ye's confused look.

(End of this chapter)