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

"This face certainly piques my curiosity."

Xue You'er squatted in front of Qin Mo, her red dress spread out on the ground, her nail-painted hands reaching towards the bronze mask.

Her tone was light and airy, with the composure of a cat toying with a mouse.

"For the Nascent Soul Sect Master of Cloud Rain Palace to personally shield you from a blow, Lord Pill King's true appearance must be quite handsome."

Fog billowed from all sides of the square.

Li Cangsheng's footsteps had already closed the distance to within three zhang.

Bai Chenshuang was smashed into the broken wall, and her spiritual power was almost exhausted.

Hua Meiniang was chained to the stone pillar, barely able to breathe.

The entire audience of the Heavenly Demon Sect was watching the spectacle.

Blood Ghost's fingernail touched the edge of the mask.

next interest.

Qin Mo suddenly pulled his right hand up.

With his five fingers gripping Xue You'er's throat, he braced himself with his arm and sprang up from the stone slab, lifting her off the ground.

Xue You'er's feet were dangling in the air, her eyes wide open.

The laughter stopped.

The square was so quiet that only the rattling of iron chains could be heard.

"You..." Xue You'er gasped, her face flushed crimson, "Heavenly Demon Bone-Corroding Smoke... impossible..."

Qin Mo stood firmly.

During the brief moment of "consciousness," the Furnace had completely devoured the poisonous miasma, and the replenishing Qi was still circulating within its meridians.

She was just faking it.

It's used for gathering intelligence.

"With your meager poison skills?"

His voice was neither loud nor soft, "You think you can do anything to me?"

"Saintess!"

Li Cangsheng roared and stomped his feet down.

The stone slab shattered, and the person, enveloped in the demonic power of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, crashed into Qin Mo. The patterns on the dark red gauntlets lit up, and the right fist struck Qin Mo's head directly.

Qin Mo didn't even turn his head.

He grabbed Xue You'er's hand and pushed it back, shielding her between his fist and himself.

Li Cangsheng's fist stopped half an inch from the back of Xue You'er's head.

The force of the punch blew her disheveled hair all over.

The old man's face turned pale and bluish. The force of his punch and the retraction of his fist collided, causing demonic energy to surge back into his meridians. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and swallowed it down.

internal injury.

"Try moving it again."

Qin Mo's voice was flat and without any inflection.

Li Cangsheng's fist hovered in mid-air, his knuckles cracking, but he dared not advance even an inch further.

Qin Mo then raised his eyelids to look at the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Demon Sect in his hand.

The eye of heaven and earth opens.

Golden Daoist essence flowed within his pupils.

The pathways of Xue You'er's meridians, the condition of her dantian, and the areas where her spiritual energy was weak were all laid bare in his field of vision.

Peak of the Golden Core stage.

The dark and cold magic of the path.

At the intersection of the thirty-six main meridians, there are two vital points: one is the Tianling acupoint between the eyebrows, and the other is the Linghai acupoint on the side of the waist.

It's difficult to work on the area between the eyebrows.

The side of the waist.

Qin Mo formed a sword shape with his left hand and, without the slightest hesitation, aimed it at Xue You'er's Linghai acupoint on her waist and abdomen.

"puff."

The meridians of the Linghai acupoint collapsed immediately.

Xue You'er convulsed and her limbs went limp.

The pathways for the circulation of demonic energy within his body were completely blocked, and he couldn't even lift a finger.

"You...how could..." she choked out, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Can he see her weak point?

Qin Mo loosened his grip on her neck a little.

Don't rush to kill them; the hostages are still useful.

"The Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect"

He glanced down at Xue You'er.

"Vulnerable."

Xue You'er's face turned a deep purplish-red, her lips trembling, yet she couldn't even muster the strength to curse.

The members of the Heavenly Demon Cult surrounding the square were completely dumbfounded.

The group that was laughing and joking just moments ago now shrank back like stray dogs whose tails had been stepped on.

The saintess was lifted into the air with one hand, her demonic energy completely sealed, making it no different from lifting a dead chicken.

"Release the saintess!"

Li Cangsheng's voice cracked, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles popped, and his demonic energy surged, yet he remained rooted to the spot, too afraid to step forward.

To hesitate to act for fear of breaking the law.

Qin Mo completely ignored him.

"boom!"

The broken wall on the east side of the square was blown open.

Bai Chenshuang burst out of the pile of rubble, her natal flying sword hovering above her head. Although the sword had cracks, its spiritual light was three times more solid than before.

The medicinal power of the Rejuvenation Pill was still circulating in the meridians, and the previously scattered Nascent Soul power was re-condensing.

She held her sword horizontally in front of her, blocking Li Cangsheng's retreat.

"Old man."

Bai Chenshuang wiped the dried blood from the corner of her mouth, her tone chillingly cold, "I'll return those two punches to you now."

Li Cangsheng was attacked from both sides.

In front of him was Qin Mo, who was using Xue You'er as a human shield, and behind him was Bai Chenshuang, who had recovered to about 70-80%.

His internal injuries from the surge of demonic energy hadn't subsided yet, so if he attacked now, he wouldn't gain any advantage.

"Release them!"

Qin Mo spoke.

It wasn't said to Li Cangsheng.

His gaze swept across the square, fixing on the black-clad man gripping the iron chain of Hua Meiniang.

The man in black's legs went weak, and he turned to look at Li Cangsheng.

Li Cangsheng remained silent.

Qin Mo tightened his grip on his fingers.

Xue You'er let out a hoarse dry heave, her face turning from red to purple.

"Release..." Xue You'er squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth.

"What did the saintess say?"

The man in black didn't hear clearly.

"Release them!"

Xue You'er's voice was shrill, almost tearing her throat apart.

The man in black trembled, and the iron chain clattered to the ground.

Hua Meiniang knelt on the stone slab, panting and trembling all over.

Blood seeped from the wound around her neck, which had been chafed by the iron chain. She tried to get up by pushing herself up from the ground, but her arms trembled three times before she could barely kneel upright.

"Master..." She raised her head, her disheveled hair covering half of her face, and the only eye that was visible was bloodshot.

Qin Mo glanced at her.

He didn't say anything.

He threw Xue You'er towards Li Cang Sheng.

Xue You'er crashed onto the stone slab, her demonic energy sealed, leaving her unable to even turn over. She lay there, panting heavily.

Li Cangsheng rushed forward to support her.

"Saintess!"

"Go..." Xue You'er's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper scraping iron, "Retreat!"

Li Cangsheng picked up Xue You'er, and the two of them were enveloped in demonic energy as they soared into the sky.

The crimson magic net covering the square, having lost its master's spiritual power, shattered into countless points of light with a buzzing sound.

A dozen or so dark figures also fled in different directions.

Bai Chenshuang was about to give chase.

"Need not."

Qin Mo's voice came through.

Bai Chenshuang turned around and saw that Qin Mo had already walked up to Hua Meiniang and was half-squatting down.

Hua Meiniang knelt on the ground, her bare feet raw and bleeding, her body covered in raw, unblemished skin.

She bit her lip to keep from crying out loud, but her shoulders were trembling uncontrollably.

Qin Mo reached out and brushed the hair that was falling across her forehead.

Hua Meiniang's tears fell.

"We'll talk about it when we get back."

Qin Mo took off his outer robe and wrapped it around her shoulders, then picked her up in his arms.

Hua Meiniang is abnormally light; having suffered such severe injuries, she probably hasn't eaten for several days.

Bai Chenshuang put away her flying sword and walked over, her expression solemn.

"Senior, the Heavenly Demon Sect's Holy Maiden Xue You'er, along with the Blood Hand Butcher Li Cangsheng, this kind of force isn't coming for just one person. They've set their sights on your alchemy."

"I know."

Qin Mo, holding Hua Meiniang, looked up at the direction Li Cangsheng had fled.

He has already sealed off Xue You'er's weak point.

To recover in a short time, she would need a master at the Nascent Soul stage or above to forcibly break the seal.

But this matter won't end there.

He'll remember this debt for daring the Heavenly Demon Sect to mess with Hua Meiniang.

"Walk."

Qin Mo turned and walked out of the town.

Bai Chenshuang followed, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "The Dao Discussion Conference in three days..."

"Go as usual."

Qin Mo interrupted her, looked down at Hua Meiniang who had her eyes closed in his arms, and his voice deepened.

"It doesn't matter who comes."