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

"Sir, the rooms at Zuihualou are divided into three categories: Heaven, Earth, and Human."

"We've booked you a room in the Earth tier, it'll cost you one hundred miscellaneous spirit stones per night."

"Additional services will be charged separately."

Liu San Niang personally led Qin Mo upstairs.

Qin Mo paused in his steps.

One hundred miscellaneous spirit stones are equivalent to one low-grade spirit stone.

He worked hard in the alchemy room of Yunyu Palace for ten months, but was still ripped off by that old dog Ma Kun. The miscellaneous spirit stones he earned weren't even enough to pay for a night's stay here.

However, he had readily available high-grade pills that could be exchanged for spirit stones, so he wasn't worried for the time being.

When Qin Mo went upstairs, the lobby was already in an uproar.

"Is this guy really planning to cultivate with three female half-demons who have spiritual roots?"

"A female half-demon with spiritual roots possesses demonic energy more than ten times stronger than an ordinary half-demon. If this demonic energy enters her body, it can severely damage her vital energy at best, and at worst, cause her to suffer a qi deviation!"

"Three at once? Isn't that suicidal? Tomorrow, the Drunken Flower Pavilion will probably be carrying out a corpse..."

"Speaking of which, those three female half-demons were indeed all stunning beauties, especially the one with white hair. It would have been worth dying on her belly."

Laughter rose and fell in waves.

As Qin Mo followed Liu San Niang up to the sixth floor and entered room number eight, a rich spiritual energy rushed towards him.

The concentration of spiritual energy inside the room was several times higher than outside.

"A spirit-gathering array?"

Embedded beneath the floor are array patterns, with a small spirit-gathering array that gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here.

No wonder it costs a hundred miscellaneous spirit stones a night; cultivators who stay here can double their cultivation efficiency.

"Open another room next door for me."

Qin Mo spoke.

"Open another one?"

Liu San Niang was both surprised and delighted; the masked customer in front of her was definitely a big fish.

"no?"

"No, no, you mean... hehe, I understand."

Liu San Niang looked like she understood perfectly, and her mind was already conjuring up a scene of keeping a mistress in a golden house.

"Two rooms, 200 miscellaneous spirit stones per day, 6,000 per month, with a deposit of 50 low-grade spirit stones. Deposit is non-refundable if you cancel early."

Qin Mo cursed inwardly.

Whether the accommodations are full or not, Liu San Niang is guaranteed to make a profit.

Six thousand miscellaneous spirit stones are equivalent to sixty low-grade spirit stones, and he simply didn't have that many in his pocket.

"Can we settle the debt with something else?"

"sure."

With a thought, Qin Mo took out a Youth Preservation Pill from the Qiankun Transformation Furnace, which appeared out of thin air in his palm.

Liu San Niang's pupils contracted sharply.

This guest possesses a storage artifact that allows him to conjure objects out of thin air!

Those who can afford to use storage artifacts are definitely not ordinary cultivators.

Her smile immediately brightened.

When she saw the pill Qin Mo handed her, her eyes lit up.

"A youth-preserving elixir?"

She took it with trembling hands, and examined it closely. "A single pill pattern, the lines are blurry, the fragrance is impure... a low-grade ninth-rank anti-aging pill."

"How much is it worth?"

"The town's Pill Pavilion has a clearly marked price: a Grade 9 Youthful Appearance Pill costs 300 low-grade spirit stones."

"Then it's three hundred yuan. Put the extra on your tab and deposit it with your Drunken Flower Pavilion."

Qin Mo turned and walked towards the door.

"good……"

Liu San Niang put away the youth-preserving pill. "Sir, would you like to try one of our girls? They are proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and their singing and playing of musical instruments are also exceptional..."

"We'll talk about it later. I have to go out for a bit."

Qin Mo interrupted her, "Send those three female half-demons to room number eight and keep a close eye on them for me."

"Don't worry, they can't run away, and they wouldn't dare to."

Liu San Niang laughed.

Qin Mo nodded, quickly went downstairs and left Zuihua Tower, heading straight for the market.

He only had one night to go, and he had to get back to Yunyu Palace before dawn. He absolutely could not let anyone find out that he had abandoned his post.

Yunxia Town Market is a few streets away from Zuihualou.

He paid an entrance fee of five miscellaneous spirit stones at the entrance, and felt a pang of regret.

Five miscellaneous spirit stones, half a month's salary gone.

The market was brightly lit, lined with shops and stalls.

The sounds of hawking and shouting rose and fell.

"Magic artifacts and spiritual items on clearance sale!"

"Mastering martial arts techniques! Don't miss out tonight, or you'll have to wait another three years!"

"Medicines on sale at a bargain price! Don't miss out!"

Qin Mo walked straight to a stall selling magical artifacts.

The stall owner was an elderly man in blue robes. He casually laid out more than a dozen items on the ground, including knives, spears, swords, halberds, several storage bags, and three storage rings.

"Fellow Daoist, what's the price of a storage bag?"

"Ten low-grade spirit stones."

The old man didn't even lift his eyelids.

Qin Mo picked up a few storage bags and looked them over; the space inside was indeed larger than his old junk.

But ten yuan is too expensive.

"Five dollars, I'll take one."

The old man shook his head.

Just as Qin Mo was about to put down the storage bag, his gaze was suddenly drawn to a palm-sized piece of armor in the corner.

He instinctively reached out and picked up the armor.

The moment my fingertips touched it, a cool sensation came from the nail surface, followed by a sudden surge of heat in my dantian.

The Qiankun Transformation Furnace is stirring!

A line of words appeared on the furnace: "Remnant of the Azure Dragon Armor, with 30% of its defensive power remaining. Consuming eighteen strands of Qiankun Qi, it can be reforged into a low-grade spiritual weapon."

Qin Mo froze.

The last time the stove displayed a message, it was after he put something into the stove.

Now you can see the status of an item just by touching it?

He tried to put down the Azure Dragon Armor, and the words on the furnace immediately disappeared.

When I picked it up again, the words reappeared.

Sure enough.

After absorbing a large amount of poisonous pills in the Remnant Pill Pavilion, the Transformation Furnace awakened a new function.

With this skill, how could he possibly miss out on finding a bargain?

Qin Mo suppressed his elation and examined the armor in his hand.

The nail surface is covered with cracks, its spiritual energy is weak, and it may shatter at any time.

It takes eighteen strands of Qiankun Qi to rebuild, which consumes a considerable amount of energy.

He currently only has twelve strands of Qiankun Qi, which is not enough.

But after being reforged, it becomes a complete low-grade spiritual weapon!

"Fellow Daoist has excellent eyesight."

The old man finally spoke, "This is the Azure Dragon Armor. It can be made large or small by infusing it with vital energy, and can be controlled at will. Although it has cracks, it can withstand a full-force attack from a Qi Refining Stage 10 cultivator. Five hundred low-grade spirit stones."

"Five hundred?" Qin Mo gasped. He only had twenty-nine low-grade spirit stones in his pocket.

"Xuan Chenzi, you're out here swindling people again?"

A voice sounded from behind.

Qin Mo turned around and saw that the person who came was Shen Ao.

Xuan Chenzi's old face flushed slightly.

Shen Ao stepped forward, fanning himself with a folding fan, and said coldly, "This Azure Dragon Armor is about to lose its spiritual essence; it's just a damaged artifact. How dare you ask for five hundred?"

"Young Master Shen, even a damaged weapon can withstand an attack from a level ten Qi Refining cultivator. I'm not lying."

"What you didn't say is that this thing breaks after one use."

Shen Ao snapped the folding fan shut. "Besides, even if you leave it unused, the remaining spiritual energy will dissipate completely in no time, turning it into a piece of scrap metal."

"If it were a complete Azure Dragon Armor, it would be a low-grade spiritual artifact, and I wouldn't sell it for five thousand yuan."

Xuan Chenzi disagreed.

The problem is that this is not a complete product.

Shen Ao glanced at the armor in Qin Mo's hand, "No wonder it's been sitting there for so long and nobody wants it."

Qin Mo's heart raced, but he feigned disgust beneath his mask.

"Sounds somewhat useful. Five low-grade spirit stones, I'll take them."

He casually weighed the armor in his hand, but inside he was incredibly excited.

The Qiankun Huasheng Furnace in his dantian could actually sense the grade and condition of this armor.

He glanced at the words on the furnace wall again: "Remnant of the Azure Dragon Armor, with 30% of its defensive power remaining. Consuming eighteen strands of Qiankun Qi, it can be reforged into a low-grade spiritual weapon."