Chapter 122: The Cursed Coin and the Blood Ritual

“Correct, you guessed right; this is a type of Yansheng object used for cursing.”
“Moreover, it is a Yansheng coin that has already been activated; it once caused a wealthy man’s family to perish and his household to be destroyed,” Mo Qingyan said while clapping her hands.

No wonder the surface of this coin looked quite old and was covered in scratches.
It clearly had a very long history.

“Is it really alright to give such a powerful Dharma artifact to me?” I asked.

“Heh, actually, no one even wants this Yansheng coin.”
“A coin that has driven a family into ruin and destitution carries a massive curse.”
“If not stored properly, the owner will suffer the same fate.”
“I told Xiao Qing not to touch it just now; even a single touch could cause someone to lose their wealth,” Mo Qingyan laughed.

“Is… is it that dangerous? Won’t keeping it in my home bring me bad luck?” I asked with some unease.
Just looking at the malevolent aura faintly emanating from the Yansheng coin made me feel incredibly unlucky.

“It’s no problem. Everything has two sides.”
“Even a cursed tool meant to harm people can produce the opposite effect if used correctly.”
“For instance, by combining it with the Pi Xiu, it produces this wonderful result,” Mo Qingyan explained.

“I see. The Pi Xiu swallows wealth, so by placing the Yansheng coin in its mouth, you transform its function into swallowing wealth aura.”
“Furthermore, since both are Yansheng objects, they happen to be compatible with each other!”
Xiao Qing immediately understood the principle behind it.

“Exactly. As soon as I saw this Pi Xiu, I thought of this Yansheng coin.”
“Because it’s so rare, Senior Brother Liang once specifically invited us to observe its effects, which left a deep impression on me,” Mo Qingyan said with a smile.

“Wait a minute, Senior Sister Mo.”
“Did you really only think of this modification plan after seeing the Pi Xiu?”
“And it’s impossible for you to carry such a dangerous Yansheng coin with you all the time, right?”
I suddenly felt a sense of inconsistency.

Logically, Mo Qingyan only saw the Pi Xiu when she came to my house tonight.
That was when she supposedly had the sudden inspiration to turn the Pi Xiu into a wealth-gathering artifact; she couldn’t have brought the Yansheng coin in advance.
Given the coin’s purely negative effects, she wouldn’t just happen to have it on her person.

So where did this Yansheng coin come from?
Could it be that while Xiao Qing and I were out buying ritual supplies, Mo Qingyan had someone deliver it?
That would be too fast.

“Right, I naturally couldn’t carry such a dangerous thing on me.”
“Even collecting it requires many specific conditions.”
“This Yansheng coin was just sent over by Senior Brother Liang using this method.”
Mo Qingyan held up her phone.

On the screen was a photo that appeared to be of a blank tabletop.

“Is that… space-fetching?” Ou Zhiqin marveled, though she didn’t seem too surprised.

“Exactly. Xiao Qing, your trial is almost over.”
“As long as you complete two or three more tasks, I will teach you this spell,” Mo Qingyan laughed.

“Really? Senior Sister Mo, I will definitely work hard!” Ou Zhiqin cried out excitedly, making a solemn promise with a very happy expression.

I didn’t understand what kind of spell “space-fetching” was, nor did I understand what Mo Qingyan meant by showing a blank photo.
However, Senior Brother Liang must have used some method to send this Yansheng coin to my home from a distance.
‘That really is an impressive spell.’

Seeing Xiao Qing so happy, I felt a bit envious.
‘When will I be able to learn a real spell?’

“Then Xiao Qing needs to keep it up.”
“Yubing, here is a message Senior Brother Liang gave me regarding the Pi Xiu’s usage.”
“I’ll forward it to you; there are some precautions to keep in mind,” Mo Qingyan said.

As soon as she finished speaking, a forwarded message appeared in my chat app.
I had already heard much about Senior Brother Liang Tianshu, and only now was I seeing a message he had sent to Mo Qingyan.

[Qingyan, have the girl with the Yin Body drop blood on the Yansheng coin inside the Pi Xiu’s mouth; it can maximally enhance the effect of plundering wealth aura.]
[If you can find someone’s hair, fingernails, or their birth horoscope, put them into the Pi Xiu’s mouth and point it toward their home’s direction.]
[This can instantly plunder all of their wealth luck.]
[However, if the spell is broken by someone who knows the trade, the owner will suffer a massive blow, potentially leading to the destruction of their family. Remember to remind her to use it with caution.]

Such a vicious usage.
Yet, this was the most well-known characteristic of Yansheng arts to outsiders.
I had absolutely no intention of using Yansheng arts to plunder anyone’s wealth luck.

In fact, even the current function of slowly swallowing wealth aura was unnecessary for me.
However, stimulated by the cursed Yansheng coin, the Pi Xiu wood carving had been completely activated.
Just standing beside it, one could feel its aggressiveness.
This way, even if a serial killer tried to ambush my home, they would likely be attacked by the Pi Xiu.

“Yubing, if you’re afraid that the money from that bizarre man carries some unlucky karma, just put it in the Pi Xiu’s mouth.”
“The Pi Xiu will naturally swallow that karma,” Mo Qingyan said.

I tried putting the bulging wallet into the Pi Xiu’s mouth.
Sure enough, I saw a wisp of unidentified black energy being swallowed by the beast.
Perhaps it was safe now?

“The matter with the Yansheng object is resolved. Next is the serious business.”
“Are the items I asked you to buy ready?” Mo Qingyan asked, clapping her hands.

I had done my best to buy all the listed items: cinnabar, brushes, blood-sampling needles, red candles, and so on.

“Then I will set up the scene. You guys should draw your blood first.”
“Just fill that small saucer; remember to put each person’s blood in a different dish.”
“Your blood needs to be kept separate,” Mo Qingyan instructed.

Thus, we began using the blood-sampling needles and bags to collect blood.
Even Bai Yue was no exception.
I was already quite familiar with this process—more so than Xiao Qing.

Still, the sight of several teenage girls drawing blood in a living room was very abstract.
Anyone who didn’t know better might think we were gathered to do drugs.
Eventually, we gathered the blood into four small saucers.

Mo Qingyan poured the cinnabar in, stirred and mixed it, and began using a brush to draw a wickedly ominous array on the master bedroom floor.
Women are naturally more Yin-inclined by nature, especially Bai Yue and me.
Our Yin aura was visible to the naked eye as it radiated outward.

Mo Qingyan’s was not far behind, either.
Only Xiao Qing’s blood looked somewhat normal.
An array drawn with such blood was naturally brimming with Yin energy.

Moreover, this place was already a Yin-gathering spot.
By the time Mo Qingyan finished drawing, I could already see Yin energy converging from all directions.

Next, we placed the red candles on the various nodes of the array according to Mo Qingyan’s instructions.
When the candles were lit, the converging Yin energy drifted toward the flames, turning the light an eerie, ghostly green.

I had seen this before.
On the night Xia Yubing’s parents were sealed, the candles offered to them turned into green ghost fires.
However, there was no Yin wind blowing this time.

“Bring the paper effigies of the parents over and place them in the center of the array.”
“The ritual is about to begin.”