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

Qin Mo carried the jade box back to the wooden building and placed it on the table.

He glanced down at the signature on the ledger.

Jiang Yurou.

The three characters were written with sharp strokes, carrying the unique pride of an inner disciple.

His gaze returned to the jade box.

"What kind of useless pill is this...?"

Qin Mo stared at the jade box, his fingers touching the edge of the lid several times before pulling back.

The inner sect senior sister personally delivered it and specified that it be stored in the deepest, number eighteen, the Residual Pill Pavilion.

This thing is definitely not simple.

He took a deep breath, picked up the cold jade box with both hands, and walked step by step into the depths of the valley along the rugged gravel path.

The entire Valley of Broken Peony was barren and deathly silent.

Beneath our feet lay bare, gray-black rocks, and the jagged mountain walls on either side were covered with dark purple stains, without even a single blade of grass.

Occasionally, a piece of gravel would slide down the wall, creating a dull echo in the silence.

The erysipelas had completely devoured all life here, leaving a pungent, bitter smell in the air.

Qin Mo's expression was solemn. He took out an antidote pill from his pocket and swallowed it. He then circulated his Qi, which was at the fourth level of Qi Refining, to form a thin Qi shield around his body, protecting him.

But as he went deeper, the concentration of erysipelas in the air rose sharply. The invisible poison gas seemed to be alive, drilling into his pores. Ripples appeared on the surface of the protective shield, showing signs of collapsing.

The antidote was struggling to maintain its potency.

"Meng Dahai is right. No one at the third level of Qi Refining can survive more than half a year here."

He is now at the fourth level of Qi Refining, and his physique is far superior to that of ordinary menial disciples. He barely managed to withstand the attack by relying on his vital energy.

The deeper you go, the more terrifying the erysipelas becomes.

When he stood in front of the No. 18 Residual Pill Pavilion, the surrounding poisonous pills had turned into a visible black mist, swirling around the pavilion.

A dark, poisonous cloud gathered overhead, obscuring the sky.

Qin Mo looked at the dilapidated Dan Pavilion in front of him.

It is made entirely of spirit jade, and the walls are covered with dense array patterns.

Spirit-Locking Array.

Even so, erysipelas still seeped out from the cracks.

"What will happen if I open this door...?"

Qin Mo hesitated.

He had previously entered the No. 1 Residual Pill Pavilion to retrieve a discarded pill, and the moment he pushed open the door, the pill's poison surged forth.

If it weren't for the protective Qiankun Furnace, he would have perished on the spot.

Number eighteen is the deepest one.

With a master alchemist presiding over Yunyu Palace, one can imagine how potent the poison of any discarded pills stored here must be.

After hesitating for a few moments, he took out the key, inserted it into the lock, and slowly pushed open the door.

No erysipelas was observed.

"No way?"

Qin Mo froze, then carefully stepped inside.

A bright pearl is set in the ceiling of the pavilion, its soft light illuminating the entire space.

The vast Remnant Pill Pavilion was completely empty.

His gaze swept across the wall, and he immediately understood.

A row of wall cabinets was embedded in the wall, and each cabinet was sealed with a talisman.

"It used to be completely sealed inside the closet."

No wonder no erysipelas leaked out when the door was opened.

He found an empty wall cabinet and examined it for a while.

There is a groove on the top of the cabinet; inserting a jade talisman will activate the seal.

Once the jade talisman is removed, the seal will be broken, and the cabinet can be opened to store and retrieve items.

Qin Mo should have simply put the jade box inside.

But as he looked at the jade box in his hand, his curiosity surged.

The more Jiang Yurou told him not to open it, the more he wanted to take a look.

"Just open a crack."

He gritted his teeth, gripped the edge of the lid with his fingertips, and gently lifted it open.

The spirit-locking talisman on the box shattered instantly.

"boom!"

The blocked erysipelas burst open the box and gushed out.

The pitch-black poisonous fog engulfed him and the entire Remnant Pill Pavilion.

Qin Mo took a heavy blow to the chest, and was sent flying backward, his back slamming against the jade wall before he fell to the ground.

The blood and qi in the body were churning, and the internal organs were in excruciating pain.

The jade box slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, spilling the discarded pill inside.

A violent surge of poison erupted from the pavilion, piercing straight into the sky.

High-altitude array patterns appeared, and the Spirit Locking Array activated, blocking the overflowing poisonous gas.

On the mountain ridge outside the valley, Jiang Yurou stood under an ancient pine tree, looking indifferently at the bursting black energy deep inside.

"I couldn't help it after all."

She muttered to herself, "Even Foundation Establishment cultivators can't withstand this poison. This Qi Refining Level 1 trash is doomed."

She turned around.

"Go back and tell Senior Sister to have Ma Kun collect the body tomorrow morning."

The figure in the purple dress disappeared into the night.

Inside the Remnant Pill Pavilion, black poisonous mist filled every inch of space.

The light of the pearl at the top was completely obscured, making it impossible to see one's hand in front of one's face.

Qin Mo held his breath, but the poison was too violent, burning into his body through every pore of his skin.

Pain exploded all over his body at once, so intense that he couldn't even scream.

In an instant, his skin turned black, and black gas seeped from his seven orifices.

Life is slipping away rapidly.

"I'm dying... I'm going to die..."

He was not reconciled.

He had just obtained the Qiankun Transformation Furnace and had just seen a glimmer of hope for turning his life around.

Jiang Yurou had clearly told him not to open it, but he wouldn't listen.

My consciousness began to dissipate, and I fell into endless darkness.

Just as he felt he was about to breathe his last, his dantian suddenly became hot.

A powerful suction force erupted from deep within the dantian.

The erysipelas that had invaded the body was drawn out of the meridians one by one and poured into the Qiankun Huasheng Furnace.

"Bioreactor!"

Qin Mo suddenly snapped back to reality.

He struggled to sit up cross-legged and began to circulate the Five Elements Gathering Qi Technique.

The Transformation Furnace devoured the poisonous pills at an alarming speed, refining them into spiritual energy to nourish the physical body.

The warm and abundant spiritual energy flowing into the body continuously cleanses the meridians and strengthens the vital energy.

His body became a bottomless pit, continuously absorbing the surrounding black mist of poisonous blood.

The deadly poison that others would avoid at all costs is now all nourishment for his cultivation.

"Cool!"

Qin Mo grinned.

More than half an hour later.

The poison within the pavilion had dissipated by about 70-80%, and the pearl's radiance shone through once more.

Qin Mo opened his eyes, and something was stirring in the Niwan Palace between his eyebrows.

The threshold for the fifth level of Qi Refining.

By concentrating one's divine sense and drawing upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the speed of cultivation increases exponentially.

He was just one step away from taking that step.

"We don't have enough Concentration Pills; we can't rush it."

Qin Mo stood up and stretched his limbs.

He looked down at the ruined pill on the ground, still shrouded in black energy, and felt lingering fear.

"What kind of elixir is this? It's terrifying."

He dared not touch it, so he used the jade box lid to push the waste pills back into the box, sealed it, put it in the wall cabinet, and inlaid it with a jade talisman.

Once enough Qi of Heaven and Earth is gathered and the elixir is reshaped, the answer will naturally be known.

A thought suddenly popped into my head.

The Transformation Furnace can refine poisonous pills into spiritual energy.

What about the demonic aura?

Where is the life force?

Where is the demonic energy?

Wang Tie once said that the transvestites in the Drunken Flower Pavilion carried a demonic aura.

"Go down the mountain."

Qin Mo locked the door of the No. 18 Remnant Pill Pavilion and quickly returned to the wooden building.

The night was deep, and no one would come to deliver the waste pills anymore.

He took the storage bag and quietly left the Valley of Broken Pills.

Half an hour later.

Qin Mo stood in front of the Drunken Flower Pavilion, wearing a black iron mask he had bought from the town at the foot of the mountain.

The building was brightly lit and bustling with activity.

The lobby was packed with people, and an auction was underway.

Ladyboy auction.