Chapter 635 - 635: Counterfeit Medicines
Chapter 635: Chapter 635: Counterfeit Medicines
Huang Xiaolong sneaked successfully into the “Treasure Exchange” event organized by the metaphysical society with Zhou Mi and Miao Erfang.
On the mountaintop, a large platform was neatly arranged with several Eight Immortals tables, which were already filled with Taoist monks and nuns deep in conversation.
At a glance, Huang Xiaolong guessed there must be at least 500 or 600 Taoist monks and nuns present, fully showcasing the immense influence of the metaphysical society.
Of course, these monks and nuns were of mixed quality, and in Huang Xiaolong’s eyes, they were all garbage. The majority of them, perhaps, could only draw simple talismans.
A significant number of Eight Immortals tables encircled a temporarily set-up stage at the center.
At this time, some tables and chairs were placed on the stage, but no one was seated.
That was where the big shots would sit. For example, the beautiful chairwoman of the metaphysical society, Ma Chuxia, and members of the Bian Family.
Huang Xiaolong, Zhou Mi, Miao Erfang, and several Taoists monks they had met along the way chose an Eight Immortals table and took their seats.
One of the middle-aged Taoist monks was extremely friendly and talkative. After only a few words with Huang Xiaolong, he voluntarily disclosed his background.
Turns out he was not a local from Dong’an City, but from another city in Shaanxi Province. His Taoist skills were inherited in his family, but they weren’t particularly good. He was moderately famous locally and had taken on several disciples. The disciples accompanying him today were among them.
Although these disciples wore Taoist robes, they were lay people. Seeing Zhou Mi and Miao Erfang, beautiful as heavenly immortals, they couldn’t help but chat them up and try to get their WeChat numbers, revealing their lecherous intentions.
Miao Erfang and Zhou Mi ignored them. Both thought to themselves, compared to Master Huang Xiaolong, your ghost catching skills are like a firefly trying to outshine the moon and sun!
One of the young men, who had dark skin, even said to Huang Xiaolong, “Hey mate, looks like you are just starting out with Taoism, huh? Can you draw talismans?”
“Ha ha ha~~” Huang Xiaolong said with a mix of laughter and irony. “No, I am untalented. I can’t even draw the most basic banishing and dispelling charms. I’m very embarrassed about it.”
The dark-skinned young man actually believed him and arrogantly said. “How about… the two young ladies and you pledge allegiance to my master. After that, we can practice Taoism together, and I can give you some advice.”
“Cough cough~~ Ahuan, stop talking nonsense.” The middle-aged Taoist monk immediately chastised. Then he smiled, “Taoism requires innate talent.” His words subtly implied that he thought Huang Xiaolong lacked this talent.
Just then——
“The Chairwoman is here! Distinguished guests from the Bian Family are here!”
Someone shouted aloud.
Footsteps approached rapidly.
The first to step onto the stage were a group of key members of the metaphysical society, all carrying an air of self-possession. Regardless of their ages, they all had a youthful and vigorous appearance and a celestial demeanor.
Huang Xiaolong had seen this group of Taoist monks and nuns before. They were the pretentious ones seated at the “lecture” position when he received the “Ghost House Devouring Humans in Po Gui Garden” mission at the hotel.
The key members all took their seats in an orderly fashion.
Then came the stunningly beautiful Chairwoman Ma Chuxia – with a short skirt, long legs, pale skin, and devastatingly beautiful.
As soon as Ma Chuxia appeared, the Taoist monks sitting around the Eight Immortals tables held their breath, as a sense of admiration and amazement shone in their eyes.
“Wow~~ This young lady is so beautiful, and she has such long legs~~~” Zhou Mi exclaimed with admiration.
Huang Xiaolong blinked and said, “She’s my little wife.”
When he made this comment, the middle-aged Taoist and his disciples at the same table were shocked and stared at Huang Xiaolong in disbelief and anger.
“You… you’re courting death! She is our respected Chairwoman! A divine Taoist practitioner with unparalleled magic! You… you… you’re too presumptuous!” The dark-skinned young man who previously offered to teach Huang Xiaolong was gritting his teeth and growling.
“Utterly ridiculous! I refuse to associate with you!” The face of the middle-aged Taoist monk turned blue with rage. He took his disciples and moved to another Eight Immortals table.
“Heehee~~ Master Long, you made them angry.” Zhou Mi giggled.
“Master Little Long, you really know how to spin a yarn. How could such a beautiful goddess with such an extraordinary temperament want to be your little wife~~” said Miao Erfang with unmistakable disbelief etched on her face.
“Why is it that no one ever believes me when I speak the truth?” Huang Xiaolong looked innocently puzzled.
At this moment, Ma Chuxia had also taken her seat. She glanced around and luckily, due to the large crowd and Huang Xiaolong’s suppressed dao and aura, she didn’t notice him.
Soon after, three men strode onto the stage.
They were all young men, with intense momentum, eyes sparkling like lightning, and an overwhelming energy spread around them akin to fearsome beasts, as if there were storms brewing within each of them.
These three were all ancient martial Grandmasters!
Huang Xiaolong smelled the distinct scent of medicinal herbs emanating from them. This was the typical characteristic of people from the Bian Family.
All three faces were new to Huang Xiaolong. They weren’t Bian Yizhi or Bian Muyan. Among them, two had refined 21 True Qi chains while the stronger one had refined 23 True Qi chains.
In ancient martial families, such refining achievements were common, but in the common world, they were regarded like supermen.
The three young men from the Bian Family showed clear lust in their eyes as they glanced at Ma Chuxia.
“Gentlemen, please.” Ma Chuxia invited them in a neither arrogant nor humble tone.
The three from the Bian Family sat down.
The hilltop fell into silence, no one dared to speak loudly, the atmosphere was grave.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, our Mystic Arts Association and the Bian Family’s exchange of treasures, goods for goods, takes place today.” Ma Chuxia spoke with conviction. Despite her young age, her leadership qualities were evident and she set the mood just right.
“The Bian Family and our Mystic Arts Association have formed an alliance. We are honored to have three distinguished representatives from the Bian Family joining us today in Dong’an City for this exchange of treasures.” Ma Chuxia said with a slight smile, which intensified her captivating beauty.
The three men from the Bian Family were almost mesmerized by Ma Chuxia.
“We’ve long heard that Chairman Ma not only has the beauty of a heavenly fairy, but is also remarkably heroic. Now that we’ve seen her, it’s indeed true.” The one with 23 True Qi chains flashed a smile. “Chairman Ma, this is our first visit to Dong’an City. It is indeed a place rich in heroic individuals. We plan on staying a little longer. Thus… We will have to bother Chairman Ma for a few days…”
“It’s quite all right.” Ma Chuxia responded cordially with a smile. “Now, gentlemen, let’s proceed with the treasure exchange. Today, our Mystic Arts Association has prepared 24 magic talismans, which I personally created over half a year.”
Having said that, Ma Chuxia carefully took out a stack of yellow paper spells from a cloth bag tied around her waist and laid them on the table.
Suddenly, a series of spiritual lights began to dance and flow, shrouding the talismans with remarkable luster.
These 24 magical charms each clearly possessed Dao force fluctuations and heavenly Immortal Spirit Qi, clearly they were no ordinary items.
The three men from the Bian Family, although unfamiliar with the Dao, recognized at a glance that all 24 magical charms were priceless treasures!
“Excellent! Our Bian Family has also prepared 24 high-grade pills. These pills were refined by our most gifted talent, Elder Cousin Bian Muyan. Haha, I presume Chairman Ma knows that my cousin, Bian Muyan, is regarded as a ‘Young Lord’ among the top ten ancient martial families of Huaxia! There’s only one Young Lord in each family! They’re as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns!” The young man who refined 23 channels of True Qi spoke eloquently. However, his eyes flickered with a hint of cunning.
He retrieved a jade box from his bosom, opened it, and inside, resting on a piece of satin, were pills about the size of longan fruits.
Immediately, a strong scent of medicinal herbs filled the surroundings, enveloping the nearby daoists with a refreshing sensation, their noses filled with an endless fragrance.
Each pill was marked with three naturally formed traces, akin to patterns on their surfaces.
“Three-striped pills!” Ma Chuxia’s expression changed as she got visibly stirred. “May… May I take a closer look?”
“Certainly.” The young man smiled slightly, carefully picked a pill out of the jade box, and handed it to Ma Chuxia.
Ma Chuxia accepted it and examined it carefully.
“Huh?” Huang Xiaolong sniffed the scent of the medicine in the air and took a closer look at the pill in Ma Chuxia’s hand. A realization dawned on him. ‘Dammit, fake medicine! These pills are hollow inside! They are all fake! Shit, how crafty the Bian family is. Offering fake medicines for the genuine talismans my little wife painstakingly made by spending a considerable amount of Dao. This is intolerable!’
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