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

Steward Zhou was soaked to the bone, the flesh at the severed arm was torn and mangled, and the dark red water armor he wore gleamed with an eerie light.

"Kid, you think you can kill me with one punch?"

The crimson gem on his chest throbbed wildly, and spiritual energy surged into his battered body like a tidal wave.

Qin Mo stood at the cave entrance, slowly moving his wrists, the patterns on the Demon Blood Gauntlets flickering between light and shadow.

"A high-grade defensive magic weapon?"

"Ha, you have good taste!"

Butler Zhou grinned maliciously, "This Blood Fiend Water Armor was personally bestowed by the Sect Master. It can push a Golden Core cultivator to the half-step Nascent Soul stage! You are doomed to die today!"

Before he finished speaking, he sprang up, his twin blades drawing two intersecting streaks of bloody light in the air.

The blade's energy pierced through the air.

Qin Mo raised his right fist to meet the attack.

"boom!"

The moment the fist and knife clashed, sparks flew, air blasts exploded, and a pile of rubble was blown away from the cave entrance.

Butler Zhou stumbled back three steps, his hand splitting open.

He stared intently at the pair of boxing gloves on Qin Mo's hands, his pupils suddenly shrinking.

"This is... the Demon Blood Gauntlets? How do you have anything from the Heavenly Demon Cult?!"

Qin Mo didn't reply. He pushed off with his feet and shot out like a cannonball.

Steward Zhou gritted his teeth and activated the water armor. The gem on his chest shone brightly, and he swung his sword to unleash an even denser net of blades.

Qin Mo shattered the first blade of light with his left fist, and then immediately followed up with his right fist, smashing into the center of the blade net.

"Snap!"

The blade broke in two.

Butler Zhou's face turned ashen. He threw away the broken knife and struck out two bloody palm prints with both hands.

Qin Mo neither dodged nor evaded, his fist slamming directly into the palm print.

The palm print shattered.

Qin Mo's second punch had already reached Butler Zhou's chest.

"Bang!"

The superior water armor dented instantly, the runes on its surface went out one after another, and the entire suit of armor began to crack from the shoulders.

Butler Zhou spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flew backward, and his back slammed into the opposite mountain wall, scattering rocks all over the ground.

"Who exactly are you...?" Butler Zhou struggled to get up, but the water armor shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

Qin Mo walked up to him, looking down at him.

"I have no right to interfere in the internal affairs of the Azure Dragon Sect, but since I've taken the money, I have to finish the job."

"If you dare kill me, the sect leader will not let you off! The Azure Dragon Sect has ten Nascent Soul cultivators and nine warships; you cannot escape!"

"The Ten Great Nascent Souls?"

Qin Mo scoffed, "Your ancestor was killed by an arrow, what's there to be afraid of?"

Butler Zhou froze.

"How...how did you know...?"

Qin Mo didn't bother to explain and slammed his right fist down.

"Snap!"

Butler Zhou's sternum collapsed, his heart meridian was shattered on the spot, and he collapsed in the pile of rubble, barely breathing.

"Young lady, is this the standard behavior of your Azure Dragon Sect?"

Qin Mo turned around and asked a question.

Cang Wuyue leaned against the cave wall, her face deathly pale.

"My uncle, Cang Wuji... In order to seize the position of sect leader, he used the ancestor to attack Yunyu Palace. After the ancestor died in battle, he immediately created a mutiny on the warship, slaughtered all of the ancestor's personal guards, and even tried to silence me and my mother..."

Her voice choked as she spoke.

Qin Mo nodded, turned around and squatted down in front of Butler Zhou.

"To kill one's own flesh and blood is utterly shameless."

He formed his five fingers into claws and suddenly stabbed them into Steward Zhou's dantian.

"ah--"

Butler Zhou let out a shrill scream, his eyes wide open.

With a flick of his wrist, Qin Mo forcefully pulled a deep blue golden pill out of his body.

The golden pill was still spinning, its surface shrouded in fine moisture.

Butler Zhou's body convulsed violently a few times, his head lolled to the side, and he breathed his last.

Qin Mo put the golden core into his storage ring, then took the storage bag from Steward Zhou's body, and also picked up the pile of water armor fragments that had been shattered into pieces, stuffing them all into his sleeve.

After doing all this, he patted the blood off his hands, got up, and walked toward the cave entrance.

"Let's go."

There was no movement behind me.

Qin Mo turned around and saw Cang Wuyue kneeling on the ground, holding the white jade box in her hands, her forehead pressed against the ground.

"Senior...please...save my mother..."

Her voice was very low, and her shoulders were trembling.

"She swallowed the Life-Burning Pill to save me, and now her fate is unknown... This top-grade Golden Spirit Iron, and my life, Cang Wuyue's life, are all yours... I only ask that you..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was already sobbing uncontrollably.

Qin Mo looked at her and remained silent for a few moments.

"Where is your mother?"

Cang Wuyue suddenly looked up, a glimmer of hope flashing in her eyes.

"She fought with Butler Han on the mountainside where we came from. I don't know what she's like now..."

"lead the way."

Qin Mo turned and walked out of the cave.

Cang Wuyue paused for a moment, gritted her teeth, got up from the ground, and staggered after him.

The two hurried back along the mountain path, and after walking only a mile, a loud noise suddenly came from ahead.

"boom!"

Flames shot into the sky, and half of the hillside was blasted down.

Cang Wuyue's face turned deathly pale as she desperately rushed forward.

"mother--"

Qin Mo caught up with her in a few steps, picked her up around the waist, and with a burst of speed, he shot off like an arrow towards the direction of the fire.

The valley was filled with scorched earth.

An old man in a gray robe lay among the rocks, his neck twisted at an impossible angle, his chest caved in.

On the other side, Zhao was kneeling on the ground, her skin had turned from grayish-purple to charred black, blood was seeping from her seven orifices, and she looked like a porcelain vase about to shatter.

"mother!"

Cang Wuyue broke free from Qin Mo's embrace and rushed to Zhao Shi's side.

Zhao opened her eyes with difficulty, saw her daughter, and her lips twitched.

"Muzuki... escaped..."

"Mother, don't speak, I'll heal your wounds right away..." Cang Wuyue hurriedly took out the pills from her bosom, but Zhao Shi held her hand down.

"It's useless... the effects of the Life-Burning Pill... are already..."

Her breath grew weaker and weaker, and her gaze passed over her daughter, landing on Qin Mo.

"This... fellow Daoist..."

Qin Mo stepped forward and squatted down.

"You're too kind, senior."

Zhao stared at him for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

"You are... from Yunxia Town..."

Qin Mo nodded.

Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. She raised her hand with difficulty and grabbed Qin Mo's sleeve.

"Wu Yue... her cultivation is completely destroyed... she's all alone... I beg you..."

"mother!"

Cang Wuyue burst into tears.

"Take her in... even as a maid... don't let her... go back to the Azure Dragon Sect..."

After saying her last words, Zhao's arm fell limply to her side.

Cang Wuyue froze, and it took her a long time to react. She shook her mother's shoulders desperately.

"Mother? Mother! Wake up! Mother—"

The mountain wind blew by, the firelight gradually died down, leaving only the girl's heart-wrenching cries.

Qin Mo stood up and looked at the sky; the east was already turning white.

My condolences.

He paused for a moment and then said, "I have granted your mother's last wish."

Cang Wuyue held her mother's body, tears streaming down her face.

After a long time, she finally let go of his hand, slowly stood up, and turned to face Qin Mo.

Then he knelt down and slammed his forehead heavily on the ground.

"Cang Wuyue kowtows to express his deepest gratitude to Senior. From this day forward, my life belongs to you."