Fang Xian Heretical Path – Chapter 115

Qing Fu Money Conversion Technique

Chapter 115: Qing Fu Money Conversion Technique

Three figures suddenly appeared in the Arena, one woman and two men, with the young woman in the middle as the leader.

The woman wore a white robe in a male style, her head adorned with a silver crown, her hair cascading like a long waterfall, giving her a rather dashing appearance, but with cold arrogance between her brows, she looked down on the crowd in the Arena as if they were mere chickens and dogs.

In the crowd, Dojo Masters such as the Dojo Master were the first to notice the arrival of the three.

These Dojo Masters showed no impatience or anxiety at all, but instead stepped forward one after another, respectfully bowing their heads to the three on the High Platform:

“Greetings, Immortal Sect Envoys!”

Amid the shouts, the attention of the others was also drawn, as they turned to look at the figures on the High Platform, their faces showing various expressions, with some exclamations of surprise.

The three on the High Platform did not reply immediately; the white-robed woman first scanned the Dojo Masters in the Arena one by one before faintly saying:

“You are all from the Immortal Sect, considered my seniors, no need for excessive courtesy. Today, I, Zong, arrived late and was somewhat discourteous.”

Although this woman spoke the words “discourteous” on her lips, her body remained straight and upright, her posture with hands behind her back; not only did she not bow, she didn’t even bother to lower her eyelids, directly closing her eyes slightly and ignoring the crowd.

Seeing the attitude of the arrivals, the Dojo Master and others felt no strangeness at all, but instead all breathed a sigh of relief.

They exchanged glances with each other, their eyes showing expressions like “this year’s luck is not bad” and “these people seem easy to talk to.”

“The Envoy overpraises us; we truly dare not claim the title of ‘seniors.'”

“Envoy Zong is young, with outstanding immortal grace, surely a talent in the Immortal Sect. For you to make time to come today is truly the fortune of Gu Ling Town.”

Even the Dojo Master, who usually had a cold face, was now speaking words of flattery one after another.

This scene, in the eyes of Fang Shu and the other Daoist Children and juniors, left many exchanging bewildered looks.

In an instant, the examinees felt a sense of awe in their hearts toward the Immortal Sect Disciples, especially the Woman of the Zong Family in the middle, and did not dare to make noise.

In contrast, the other spectators outside the Arena, being ignorant, were fearless and even jeered: “Hurry up, hurry up, come out and see the immortals!”

“When does it start? Why the dawdling?”

Moreover, the Immortal Sect Envoys did not take the flattery from the crowd of Dojo Masters to heart, but instead found it noisy.

The two beside the Woman of the Zong Family immediately scolded:

“Why the chattering? Get it done quickly.”

“Hurry and step back, let the Daoist Children from the Town come out.”

In a moment, the inner Arena became slightly chaotic; the major Dojo Masters quickly retreated, making way for the group of Disciples coming to take the exam.

Once Fang Shu and the others stepped forward and stood in place, the inner Arena was divided into inner and outer layers: the inner layer was their group of examinees, the outer layer was the Dojo Master, Second Uncle Yu Le, Du Yu Er, and other family and friends.

Additionally, the Manager from the Marketplace, holding a silk book, hurried forward and loudly announced:

“Reporting to the three Envoys, this year our Town has a total of ninety-two Daoist Children, aged eighteen, at the Third Calamity realm, with clean backgrounds, qualified for the Spring Examination. Today, all ninety-two are present.”

Hearing this, the Woman of the Zong Family remained still, eyes on nose and nose on heart, like a statue of a god.

This woman seemed to be just going through the motions, not handling any specific chores at all. The other two Envoys, however, exclaimed in surprise:

“Almost a hundred people, Gu Ling Town’s harvest this year is not bad. Presumably, by the time of the Autumn Examination, the second crop’s yield will be even better. You’ve managed this Town well.”

The Marketplace Manager hurriedly nodded and bowed: “The Envoy overpraises.”

But among the two Envoys, one sneered:

“But what’s the use of having many people? This is the Spring Examination, not the Autumn Examination. For one Town, the number is limited; at most only eighteen can go up the mountain early.”

Fang Shu and the other Daoist Children stood in the Arena; although they had known this beforehand, upon suddenly hearing that there were ninety-two participants this year and only eighteen could go up the mountain, their faces still changed slightly.

Soon, the words that followed from the two Immortal Sect Envoys made Fang Shu and the others, especially some people, their faces sink sharply.

One heard the two Envoys commenting back and forth:

“With so many people, comparing them one by one is troublesome; using ordinary methods, it would take all night.”

“Hey, do you really think all ninety-two who came have clean backgrounds and solid realms? I have a way to do it faster.”

As the two spoke, they turned as if saying something to the Woman of the Zong Family; after she nodded slightly, the two Immortal Sect Envoys turned back.

Their gazes now eagerly scanned Fang Shu and the others, no longer impatient as before.

When the Marketplace Manager still wanted to ask something, the two Envoys spoke to him: “Irrelevant people, hurry and retreat, or if you’re harmed later, don’t blame us for not warning you.”

The Marketplace Manager’s face looked embarrassed, with even a flicker of anger in his eyes, but seeing the robes on the two, the Manager still chose to lower his head, cup his hands, and silently retreat.

Seeing that the Spring Examination was about to begin, but no arena was set up nor personnel organized, Fang Shu and the other examinees grew increasingly suspicious.

Especially since the Immortal Sect Envoys had not yet announced the rules for this year’s Spring Examination Selection, and how exactly they would select people.

Finally, the two Envoys made their move.

Buzz buzz buzz!

One saw each of them pat their waists, and grains of glowing green flying insects flew out from their waists, very tiny, like mosquitoes.

Fang Shu, mixed in the crowd, saw this scene and was stunned on the spot, momentarily suspecting that these two arrivals were both Gu Masters.

But the next moment, he heard the more mature-looking Immortal Sect Envoy speak:

“These are Qing Fu, that is, the ‘Qing Fu’ in the Qing Fu Blood Money you are familiar with; they are not harmful insects, no need to fear.

Next, we will use the Qing Fu Money Conversion Technique to test your Qi and Blood and discern your Cultivation, to weed out those pretending to qualify and all show.”

Many hearing this felt puzzled in their hearts: “Qing Fu Blood Money, Money Conversion Technique?”

Even some examinees boldly asked: “Dare I ask the two seniors, the insects are weak; what if we accidentally harm them?”

Hearing the crowd’s doubts, the two Immortal Sect Disciples exchanged a glance, their faces showing thick smiles.

The two did not answer, but flicked their sleeves and said: “Land!”

The next moment, the Qing Fu buzzed and landed among the ninety-two examinees, with each examinee having some on them.

Immediately, some examinees stirred their Qi and Blood, even pulling out Talismans, wanting to block the incoming Qing Fu.

But a cold snort sounded: “Obey the order! All endure with your bodies; whoever dares to use Magic Tools or Talismans is immediately eliminated!”

With no choice, the examinees holding Talismans or Magic Tools could only reluctantly put them away, not daring to act rashly.

Immediately after, all ninety-two examinees changed color. Fang Shu among them was no exception.

Because those Qing Fu landed on their bodies one after another, gnawing at their Qi and Blood, even directly clinging to their skin and flesh, sucking their blood like mosquitoes.

No, not like mosquitoes—these Qing Fu were refined from mosquitoes or fleas, delighting in Essence Blood, able to split one into two, two into many, becoming dense and numerous!

Fang Shu and the others immediately wanted to crush the Qing Fu insects on their bodies.

But with a series of beeps, an Immortal Sect Envoy took a small bone flute from his sleeve and gently blew it, causing all ninety-two examinees’ minds to stab with pain, making movement difficult.

And a cold aura emanated from the Immortal Sect Envoys, wrapping around the crowd’s necks like venomous snakes, making breathing hard.

Just like that, all ninety-two examinees were without exception covered entirely by Qing Fu, which gorged themselves on Essence Blood.

After half a tea’s time.

Over half the examinees in the Arena had slightly pale faces, while the Qing Fu on them had swollen from green bean size to peanut, even quail egg size.

These insects’ bellies were all round and bulging, clearly stuffed full.

Unnoticed when.

One Immortal Sect Envoy stepped down, looking at the surrounding examinees as if gazing at a fertile field of crops.

In the crowd’s view, this person casually picked up a fat-bellied Qing Fu, squished it flat with a pop into a thin insect pancake, then put it to his lips and whistled.

Amid the buzzing, it was the trembling sound of coins.

One saw that the Qing Fu insect pancake in his hand had transformed into a blood-glowing Talisman Money.

Seeing the quality of the Talisman Money, the Immortal Sect Envoy nodded in satisfaction; he took more Qing Fu from the examinees, squishing them one by one into clinking blood-colored Talisman Money.

Absorbing human Essence Blood, insects turn to money—this is the 《Qing Fu Money Conversion Technique》.

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Fang Xian Heretical Path

Fang Xian Heretical Path

方仙外道
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Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2025 Native Language: Chinese
The young Daoist is sixteen years old, his prime youth stirred by troubles. Every day, he witnesses the suffering of aging, sickness, death, and hardship, and encounters love, hate, anger, ignorance, and resentment. I do not wish my countenance to wither and fade, I do not wish my skin and flesh to develop signs of decay, I do not wish my limbs to wither, my organs to be hollowed by worms, and my bones to become putrid and foul. The young Daoist is sixteen years old, his sole desire is longevity and immortality. .................... Refining oneself as medicine, and Health Preservation as bait, the story of an ordinary being undergoing Tribulation to seek immortality.

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