Fangxian Heretical Path

Chapter 147 Gu Hall Chief Serpent Dragon Maiden
The main entrance of the Sex Hall.

Fang Lu walked out discreetly, her clothes already neatly dressed. The immortals from the surrounding halls, upon seeing this unfamiliar woman, immediately understood that yet another candidate for the furnace cauldron had been eliminated.

Suddenly, some of Fang Lu's acquaintances walked by. They recognized Fang Lu and couldn't help but whisper among themselves:

"Why is this butcher here too? Does he really think he'll catch the eye of the hall master?"

"Tch! Don't you know how dirty you are? You still dare to try your luck."

Fang Lu heard all this but acted as if she hadn't heard a thing and continued walking out without saying a word.

Once they reached a secluded spot, she turned her head and looked at the ornately decorated and elegantly luxurious brothel, then muttered to herself:
"Pah! You're the filthy one."

As her expression shifted, she flicked her sleeve and summoned her white deer. Stroking its body, she sighed wistfully, "My little deer, my little deer, you are not dirty. To have you is my fortune, to lose you is my fate..."

Although we put in a tremendous amount of effort and wasted more than half a month, it's too late to dwell on it now.

"After all, it's a pipe dream for Foundation Establishment Immortals to try and pass themselves off as experts. It's probably for the best that they didn't make the cut."

She murmured to herself, trying her best to comfort herself, and recovered very quickly, even showing a relaxed expression on her face.

Just thinking about the young attendant in the hall and the disdain of several familiar faces, especially the word "dirty," made Fang Lu's fists harden, and he felt quite indignant.

"Pah! People who hang out in this place are all filthy. Who's going to look down on whom!"

After reassuring her a few more times, she mounted the white deer and swayed leisurely towards her own residence.

At this moment, Fang Lu was secretly wondering if her junior brother had come out of seclusion yet, and if so, whether she could find a good place to stay in the temple.

If he can't find one, he'll end up like her, working odd jobs in the temple, with no hope of immortality, and he might not even be able to find a lover in the future.

………………

the other side.

Holding the golden talisman, Fang Shu, guided by Steward Sun, walked to the location of the Gu Hall.

This place is different from Hutang. It is built in a valley and has a unique architecture. It looks somewhat like the walled houses in Fang Shu's memory, but it is more dense and peculiar.

At first glance, the rooms inside the Gu Hall look like tiny cells in a honeycomb, densely packed together.

Upon closer inspection, one can see many exotic flowers and plants around this Gu Hall, especially various snakes and insects, each with vibrant colors, and bees and butterflies roaming about.

So, after escorting Fang Shu to the entrance of the Gu Hall, Steward Sun stopped in time.

The old man looked somewhat timid and said awkwardly, "I won't go in here. Fellow Daoist Fang, please go in on your own."

Fang Shu turned to look at him curiously, and then heard Steward Sun's telepathic explanation.

It turns out that this Gu Hall is different from other halls; since ancient times, Gu poison has been inseparable from other poisons.

Even though business is done here and outsiders are allowed to come and go, those who come to do business in this kind of place are basically all ruthless characters.

Manager Sun was just a guy who hung around in the common hall. He could bully the servants, but he wouldn't dare to show his face in front of the real ruthless people in the temple.

In particular, this fellow had sent quite a few menial laborers to the Gu Hall, which was by no means a good place. He was quite worried that if the resentful menial laborers saw him, they would be willing to skin him alive and make him suffer a lot.

Manager Sun looked bitter. After bowing to Fang Shu, he quickly and discreetly left.

After returning the greeting, Fang Shu watched with amusement as the man's departing figure walked away.

He then composed himself and his attire, holding the golden talisman in his hands, and steadily walked towards the Gu Hall.

Upon entering, a wall displaying a cluster of snakes, resembling stone sculptures, appeared at the entrance. The snakes writhed and slithered, and one of them, a mangy snake, emerged, its cold gaze fixed on him, and called out to him:

"This smell...it's from that old bald-haired guy, Hutang. Are you a newly recruited disciple here to report for duty?"

Fang Shu steadied himself and bowed to the other party:

"Greetings, senior. Senior, you have discerning eyes; this disciple is indeed you."

He paused for a moment, then took the initiative to ask, "May I ask if Master Long Gu is here? I have come to become her apprentice and learn her skills."

The toad on the screen wall widened its cold eyes upon hearing his words. It circled him a few times, then slithered onto his shoulder, eyeing the golden talisman he was holding.

"Hiss... So you really are here to become my apprentice. You wait here, I'll go ask around for you."

After saying this, the toad slowly slithered out from the screen wall and slipped into the depths of the enclosed house.

But it took it several dozen breaths before it could completely pull its body out.

The snake's head was small, only as thick as a human arm, but it grew larger as it went down. In the end, its body was as wide as the screen wall, making it a truly enormous creature. Its scales scraped against the ground, creating a powerful sound, like thunder.

The conversation between the man and the snake at the entrance naturally reached the ears of the immortals and servants passing by.

They all stopped in their tracks, secretly glancing at Fang Shu standing before the screen wall. Their expressions revealed a mixture of envy, jealousy, and longing. Fang Shu stood silently, holding the golden talisman, his eyes downcast, seemingly unmoved.

Just arrived.

Moreover, he had heard the bald-haired man with the whisk say in the main hall that the master of the Gu Hall had a rather eccentric temperament, and he had to be careful. Therefore, even when someone came to talk to him while he was waiting, he did not say a word.

When someone approached him and offered to sit down, Fang Shu simply smiled and remained standing.

As a result, they stood there for a whole day.

It was dawn the next day.

The toad-skinned snake then leisurely slithered out of the walled village. It looked comfortable, as if it was eating something, and a young immortal accompanied it out.

Upon seeing Fang Shu, the other person glanced at him with amusement for a few moments, then immediately smiled, strode forward, and said familiarly:

"You must be the new junior brother. Although Master is not in seclusion, she has important matters to attend to. I apologize for keeping you waiting."

The young immortal spoke, glancing at the toad-skinned snake beside him.

The toad ignored the two of them. After eating and drinking its fill, it slowly crawled into the screen wall and then contentedly drooped its head on the wall and began to doze off.

Fang Shu took in this scene without showing any emotion, and immediately cupped his hands in response: "Brother Dao, you flatter me. May I ask if Miss Long wishes to see me?"

The visitor laughed and said, "Why are you still calling me 'Your Majesty'? Since you've come to become my disciple, just change how you address me."

Immediately, the other person became even more familiar, as if trying to put their arm around Fang Shu's shoulder and lead him inside.

But this place is the Gu Hall, and Steward Sun doesn't even want to come in, so how could Fang Shu dare to casually put his arm around someone's shoulder?

He gently stepped to the side, cupped his hands in greeting, and landed half a step behind the other person, asking them to lead the way.

The young immortal's smile froze slightly, and he quickly withdrew his hand, continuing to familiarly invite Fang Shu inside.

Not long after.

The two walked to the center of the walled village, stepped into a spacious hall, and found the Dragon Maiden, whom everyone had been talking about, in a corner deep inside the hall.

To Fang Shu's surprise, the Gu Hall leader, whose name sounded rather old, and who was probably a middle-aged woman even if she wasn't an old woman, actually had a slender figure and looked like a young woman.

The other person was wearing a lotus crown, holding a jade ruyi, and wearing a purple-red Bagua Taoist robe. He was walking barefoot in front of the wall full of medicine shelves with his back to the two people. His feet were so white and tender that they could be vaguely seen, and they could be held in one hand.

The young immortal who brought Fang Shu in immediately bowed and said, "Master, the person has been brought."

Fang Shu followed closely behind the other person. Instead of addressing him as "Master" or "Master" as the other person had suggested, he respectfully bowed and said:
"Outer disciple Fang Shu greets Hall Master Long Gu."

Upon hearing this form of address, the young immortal beside him subtly glanced at Fang Shu.

After a long while, the Dragon Maiden Immortal responded and stopped searching for the medicine box in her hands.

The other person turned to the side, revealing half of her face. She looked to be only sixteen or seventeen, but her eyes were cold and her body exuded a murderous aura. She was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

A cold, clear voice rang out from inside the hall:

"So you're the disciple who was transferred from the Household Hall? Raise your head."

"Yes," Fang Shu replied, immediately looking up.

The Dragon Maiden in front also turned around, revealing her full appearance. With a frown, a terrifying sense of oppression surged from her and fell upon Fang Shu.

Fang Shu looked up and felt a little breathless, his pupils even contracted slightly, but he kept his composure and did not show any fear.

This immortal was beautiful, with the appearance of a young lady of sixteen or seventeen, and skin as white as ice and snow. She was graceful as a maiden, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and delicate lips. She seemed to have stepped out of a book about the fairy of Mount Gushe.

But while she is beautiful, she is only half beautiful.

The remaining half of the face that had just been revealed was not only withered and wrinkled, but also covered with scale-like debris. Its eye sockets were also dark holes with no pupils, staring straight at Fang Shu.

Waves of dread continued to crawl over Fang Shu's body, wet and cold, as if a venomous snake were licking him.

Fortunately, a few breaths later, a voice rang out: "Not bad, your temperament is acceptable."

The oppressive force surrounding the square bundle receded like a tide and vanished.

After examining Fang Shu, the Dragon Maiden Fairy saw that Fang Shu did not show any fear, so she relaxed her brows and withdrew her divine sense.

Then the other party extended a withered, scaled finger and gently tapped it, causing the golden talisman in Fang Shu's hand to fly out and land in front of the other party.

As she examined the golden talisman, the Dragon Maiden's brows furrowed again, and she spoke with displeasure:
"Just a pseudo-spiritual root?"

(End of this chapter)