Fantasy: I'm in a discarded alchemy room, but I can turn trash into treasure!

"Qin Mo, stop dawdling."

Su Qingyi's voice drifted softly from behind the bamboo curtain.

"Today is the third day. After tonight, our relationship will be severed, and we will be even."

Qin Mo leaned against the jade couch, his eyelids twitching as he listened.

Both sides cleared up?

This woman took him from the alchemy room to the forbidden area behind the mountain, and they cultivated together for three days and three nights. Now, as soon as it's dawn, she's going to kick him away.

"Su Qingyi, you're a ruthless person."

Qin Mo looked at the aloof figure behind the curtain, and sat up straighter despite her aching back. "Who was it that grabbed my sleeve back then, saying they would only marry Brother Qin in this lifetime? Now that you've become the Holy Maiden of Yunyu Palace, you've turned your back on me?"

Su Qingyi wore a simple white dress, her features exquisite and refined.

She looked at Qin Mo, her tone calm.

There's no need to bring up the past.

"Well said, no need to mention it again."

Qin Mo almost laughed out of anger.

He transmigrated to this world and became a handyman disciple in the alchemy room of the Cloud and Rain Palace.

The original owner and Su Qingyi were engaged, and the two went up the mountain together to become disciples.

As a result, Su Qingyi was found to have an exceptional Heavenly Spiritual Root and was taken in by the Palace Master, from which point she rose rapidly through the ranks.

And what about the original owner?

A mixed spiritual root of the five elements, still of low grade.

They couldn't even get close to being outer disciples; they were thrown directly into the alchemy room to chop wood, tend the furnace, and move medicinal dregs—doing all sorts of menial tasks.

Over the years, Su Qingyi became the Holy Maiden of Yunyu Palace and her cultivation reached the Golden Core stage.

Qin Mo was still at the first level of Qi Refining.

What's even more ridiculous is that Su Qingyi cultivated the Forget-Heart Technique, and the first thing she did upon entering the practice was to warn Qin Mo to shut up and not to mention the engagement in front of others.

No one in the entire Cloud Rain Palace knew that the unapproachable Holy Maiden Su Qingyi actually had a fiancé who was a handyman in the alchemy room.

When Qin Mo first transmigrated, he thought he could at least get some free meals from this "soft rice" (a metaphor for being a kept man).

Who knew that Su Qingyi wouldn't give him a bowl at all.

Three days ago, she brought Qin Mo here, saying she wanted to sever their ties through dual cultivation.

Three days later, they went their separate ways.

"We practiced dual cultivation for three days."

Qin Mo rubbed his aching lower back, staring at her. "You think you can just say we're even now?"

Su Qingyi frowned slightly.

"Qin Mo, you should understand that we are no longer on the same path."

"Are you saying I'm not good enough?"

"Yes."

Su Qingyi answered without the slightest hesitation.

Qin Mo was momentarily speechless.

Okay, that's ruthless enough.

"I possess a top-grade Heavenly Spiritual Root, and I am the Holy Maiden of the Cloud and Rain Palace, a Golden Core cultivator."

Su Qingyi looked down at him, "You have mixed spiritual roots of the five elements, you're only at the first level of Qi Refining, a menial servant in the alchemy room. If you stay in the palace, you'll only be trampled underfoot."

"so what?"

"Go down the mountain."

Su Qingyi raised her hand, and a brocade pouch landed at Qin Mo's feet.

The bag was loosened, revealing several spirit stones.

"These low-grade spirit stones are enough for you to buy land and a house in the mortal world, get married, have children, and live out the rest of your life in peace. It's better than staying here and suffering humiliation."

Qin Mo looked at the bag of spirit stones, his expression turning strange.

Low-grade spirit stones?

The Holy Maiden of Yunyu Palace, is this all she gives her fiancé to get rid of?

"Su Qingyi, you're really generous."

"That's enough for you."

"What if I don't leave?"

Su Qingyi's gaze fell on his face.

"what ever."

She paused, then said, "However, from this day forward, we have nothing to do with each other anymore. If you dare to interfere with my cultivation of the Forget-Heart Technique, I will kill you with my own hands."

Qin Mo's heart sank. He stared at her for a moment, then suddenly bent down and picked up the bag of spirit stones.

"Can I take these with me?"

Su Qingyi's gaze faded.

"roll."

"Okay."

Qin Mo stuffed the brocade pouch into his robes, got up, and left.

As he took a step, his waist ached again, and he almost lost his balance.

Three days.

This is no life for a human being.

But it was during these three days that something awakened in his dantian.

The Furnace for Transforming Heaven and Earth.

The object was suspended deep within the dantian, small and simple, with faint light patterns flowing around its body.

Each time it operates, it releases vital energy, nourishing the muscles, bones, and flesh.

Qin Mo was so exhausted that he could barely walk, but after circulating his inner energy, his physical weakness was immediately soothed.

More importantly, this furnace can refine and synthesize all things.

Wasted pills can be reshaped, broken weapons can be reforged, incomplete cultivation techniques can be completed, and low-grade spiritual herbs can be upgraded.

Qin Mo tried it; he put the waste pill residue he picked up from the alchemy room into the furnace, and numbers appeared on the furnace wall.

By consuming the Qi of Heaven and Earth, a discarded pill can be reformed.

In these three days, he also figured out something.

Dual cultivation can obtain the Qi of Heaven and Earth.

There are now fifteen furnaces in the furnace.

Su Qingyi was a Golden Core cultivator, yet she could not detect its existence.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo couldn't help but look back.

Su Qingyi stood in front of the palace gate, her clothes neat and her expression indifferent.

"Saintess Su, may your journey be long and fruitless, lest you regret it someday."

"Qin Mo".

Su Qingyi called out to him.

Qin Mo stopped.

"Don't even think about getting close to me. If you behave yourself, I'll spare your life. If you don't know when to stop, the alchemy room will just be short one handyman, and no one will ask why."

Qin Mo had his back to her, his fingers tightly gripping the brocade pouch.

A moment later, he released his grip.

"Remember what you said today."

After saying that, he left the small courtyard behind the mountain without looking back.

As we stepped out of the restricted area, a mountain breeze blew in our faces.

Qin Mo looked at the pavilions and waterside terraces shrouded in spiritual energy in front of him, then looked down at the faded gray robe he was wearing as a servant, and sneered inwardly.

The travel expenses for going up the mountain to become an apprentice were the copper coins that the original owner had saved up for several years.

On the way, Su Qingyi kept calling him Brother Qin, and she didn't forget him even when she mentioned the Immortal Sect.

The results of it?

She rose to prominence in one fell swoop, her first act being to sever the engagement.

He really has cultivated the Forget-Heart Technique to its very core.

"Trying to send me down the mountain?"

Qin Mo touched the spirit stone pouch in his arms, his eyes blazing with barely suppressed anger.

"Not a chance."

The Cloud and Rain Palace had countless female disciples, and spiritual herbs, pill formulas, discarded pills, and broken artifacts were piled up everywhere.

The Qin Mo of the past was not qualified to touch.

Now that he has the Qiankun Transformation Furnace, what makes him think he can leave?

Su Qingyi looked down on him.

The managers in the alchemy room bullied him.

The disciples, both inside and outside the sect, treated the servants like dirt.

Let's take it slow.

One day, he will let Su Qingyi see with her own eyes just how far the servant she kicked out could go.

"And those high and mighty senior and junior sisters."

Qin Mo tugged at his collar and whispered, "Just wait."

He quickened his pace and walked along the mountain path toward the alchemy room.

High up on the back mountain, clouds and mist obscured half of the eaves.

Two women stood under the shade of a pine tree, watching Qin Mo's departing figure.

The woman in white had a beautiful face, but her brows carried a hint of menace.

The woman in the purple dress beside her kept her head down, not daring to say a word.

"Has it been investigated?"

The woman in white spoke.

The woman in the purple dress immediately replied, "Reporting to Senior Sister, it has been confirmed. His name is Qin Mo, and he has been in the palace for seven years as a handyman in the alchemy room."

The woman in white's face immediately darkened.

"Junior Sister Su brought a menial servant into the secluded cultivation area and kept him there for three days?"

The woman in the purple dress dared not raise her head.

The woman in white looked in the direction where Qin Mo had disappeared, her voice lowered.

"Junior Sister Su is cultivating the Forgetful Heart Technique and has just reached a crucial point. She is the Holy Maiden of Cloud and Rain Palace; she cannot be entangled with this kind of person."

"Keep your hands and feet clean, and don't disturb Junior Sister Su."

The woman in the purple dress took a deep breath and whispered, "This disciple understands."

The woman in white added, "If he babbles incoherently before he dies, you don't need to listen to him."

"Yes."

The woman in the purple dress accepted the order and, with a swift movement, chased after the mountain path where Qin Mo had left.