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

Chapter 126 How did you become the young master with a brain like that?

Qin Mo sat cross-legged on the ground, his wrists and ankles tightly bound by a waist belt.

Cang Wuyue knelt three steps away, head bowed, not daring to look at him.

"Are you done binding?"

Qin Mo's tone was excessively calm.

"……Um."

Cang Wuyue's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

Qin Mo tilted his head and moved his bound wrists: "They're tied pretty tightly."

Cang Wuyue shuddered.

"Alright, now we can have a proper chat."

Qin Mo raised his eyelids to look at her, "How do you plan to get me there?"

Cang Wuyue bit her lip and remained silent for a long time.

"Are you mute?"

"I...I used a communication talisman to contact my uncle and ask him to send someone to pick me up..."

"Send someone to pick us up?"

Qin Mo chuckled. "And then? Who do you think will come? Butler Han's men? Or will your dear uncle come personally?"

Cang Wuyue raised her head, her eyes still red: "My uncle said that as long as I hand over the people and things, he will release my mother..."

He also said you're family.

Qin Mo interrupted her, "Do you believe it?"

Cang Wuyue opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Qin Mo stared at her for a few moments, then suddenly sighed: "Cang Wuyue, tell me, how did you become the young master of the Canglong Sect with a brain like that?"

Cang Wuyue was stunned.

"Your uncle schemed against your father and the ancestor in order to seize the position of sect leader. The ancestor is dead, and your father's power has been completely wiped out. Now, only your mother is alive and can control you."

Qin Mo spoke slowly, each word carrying weight: "Do you think he kept your mother alive out of nostalgia?"

"But he said..."

"He's talking nonsense."

Qin Mo leaned back. "Does your mother have anything that could threaten him?"

Cang Wuyue shook her head.

"Is what you have in your hand more valuable than your mother's life?"

Cang Wuyue froze.

"Once you deliver the things and the people there, the first thing your uncle will do is silence them. Your mother will die, and you'll die too, cleanly and without leaving a trace."

Qin Mo paused for a moment, then said, "If you come to my door now, it's called filial piety, but it's also called stupidity."

Cang Wuyue's tears fell again.

"I know……"

She choked back tears as she spoke, "But I had no other choice... That's my mother..."

"You have."

Cang Wuyue suddenly looked up.

Qin Mo looked at her and said, "Don't send her off, that's the solution."

"But my mother..."

"Your uncle won't kill her."

Qin Mo replied confidently, "At least not now."

Why?

"Because he wants to use your mother to lure you in."

Qin Mo put it bluntly: "As long as you're alive and haven't handed over the things, your mother is still useful to him. If you die, and the things you have can't be found, your mother will be worthless."

Cang Wuyue stared at him blankly.

"Do you understand?"

Qin Mo narrowed his eyes. "What you need to do now is not to die, but to live. The longer you live, the safer your mother will be."

Cang Wuyue trembled all over, and large tears fell to the ground.

"But... what should I do..."

"Release me first."

Cang Wuyue was taken aback.

"What are you standing there for? Untie me."

Qin Mo raised his wrist.

Cang Wuyue snapped out of her daze and hurriedly crawled over to untie the rope.

The moment she touched the knot, Qin Mo suddenly moved.

"Smack!!!"

A crisp sound.

Cang Wuyue was spun halfway around by the slap, and her cheek swelled up instantly.

She fell to the ground, covering her face with disbelief in her eyes.

Qin Mo stood up and patted the broken end of the rope on his wrist.

"you……"

Cang Wuyue's voice cracked, "Weren't you poisoned...?"

"You've won."

Qin Mo flexed his fingers, "Then I untied it."

Cang Wuyue was completely dumbfounded.

"The stuff of the Netherworld Cult of Oblivion and Intoxication."

Qin Mo looked down at her: "Even a Golden Core cultivator can't withstand the sealing power that locks the Qi Sea. It's a pity it's useless against me."

Cang Wuyue's face turned deathly pale.

Qin Mo squatted down to be at eye level with her: "Cang Wuyue, I'll ask you one more time, are you really stupid or just pretending?"

Cang Wuyue trembled all over, and after a long while, she managed to choke out a sentence: "I...I just wanted to save my mother..."

"save?"

Qin Mo sneered: "You're sending yourself to your death."

"I don't know... I really don't know what to do..."

Cang Wuyue broke down in tears, "I only have my mother left... I can't watch her die..."

Qin Mo stared at her crying for a long time before finally relenting.

"Alright, stop crying."

He stood up, turned around, and walked towards the edge of the cliff. "Crying won't help. Your mother is still alive. It's better to hurry up and think of a solution than anything else."

Cang Wuyue sobbed as she looked up: "Senior...you're still willing to help me?"

"I didn't say I would help you."

Qin Mo didn't turn his head. "I just don't want to see you stupidly go and die."

Cang Wuyue was stunned for a few moments, then suddenly crawled on her knees and grabbed Qin Mo's clothes.

"Senior...please...save my mother...I'll give you anything..."

Qin Mo looked down at her.

Cang Wuyue's face was streaked with tears, her eyes filled with despair: "My cultivation is ruined, I have nothing left. But I know all the secret treasures of the Canglong Sect, and I still have what my father left behind... As long as you're willing to save my mother, my life is yours..."

Qin Mo was silent for a moment before suddenly asking, "What did your father leave behind?"

Cang Wuyue was taken aback.

"Something that your uncle is so obsessed with, that he'd go so far as to kill his brother to silence him, and even try to kill you too."

Qin Mo stared at her. "What is it?"

Cang Wuyue bit her lip for a long time before finally speaking in a low voice, "It's...it's a token..."

"What token?"

"Eastern Continent... Passage to the Ancient Ruins of Eastern Continent."

Qin Mo's eyes narrowed.

Cang Wuyue continued, "My father brought this token out from an ancient ruin during the Eastern Continent Dao Discussion Conference. That token can unlock the core restrictions deep within the ruin, where it is said to contain the legacy left by a Nascent Soul cultivator..."

Qin Mo remained silent.

Transformation Realm.

That's a realm above the Nascent Soul stage; there are no more than ten people in the entire Eastern Continent who can be considered top-tier in that realm.

No wonder Cang Wuji was willing to defy the world to snatch this thing.

"You're so badly injured now, your dantian is shattered and your meridians are severed."

Qin Mo suddenly asked, "Can it be cured?"

Cang Wuyue shook her head: "It can't be cured... unless there's the legendary ten-thousand-year-old purple Ganoderma lucidum that can rebuild the foundation..."

She gave a bitter laugh as she said this: "But there are probably only three of those kinds of plants in the entire Eastern Continent. Even if there were, they would be in the hands of the top powers. I'll never come across one in my lifetime."

Qin Mo didn't reply.

He flipped his right hand over.

A lingzhi mushroom, its entire body glowing purple and exuding a rich spiritual aura, appeared in his palm.

Cang Wuyue's crying stopped abruptly.

She stared intently at the Ganoderma lucidum, forgetting even to breathe.

"Is this... enough?"

Qin Mo waved in front of her.

Cang Wuyue's throat bobbed, and her voice became hoarse: "This...this is..."

"Ten-thousand-year-old purple Ganoderma lucidum".

Qin Mo smiled: "Want it?"

Cang Wuyue trembled all over, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

She kowtowed violently, her forehead hitting the gravel and blood seeping out.