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

The firelight illuminated the paper windows of Tingfeng Courtyard, making them glow red.

Cang Wuyue stood by the window, clutching a communication jade talisman in her hand.

The demonic roars from the west peak continued, and the sounds of clashing magical artifacts echoed from the direction of the mountain gate, causing the ground to shake every now and then.

The courtyard gate was pushed open.

Yu Ce strode in, the hem of his robes covered in dust.

"Young Master, the Heavenly Demon Sect has invaded. Cang Wuji is guarding the mountain gate with his men, and the Punishment Hall has transferred most of its guards away."

Cang Wuyue turned around.

Where is my mother?

Yu Ce lowered his voice: "I intercepted a transfer order from the Punishment Hall. The Madam is imprisoned on the third level of the Black Prison. Cang Wuji has sent two Foundation Establishment guards and left a team of Punishment Hall disciples behind."

Cang Wuyue grabbed the cloak from the table.

"lead the way."

Yu Ce blocked the doorway: "Young Master, your injuries haven't healed yet, and the Black Prison is full of Cang Wuji's men. Why don't we wait for Young Master Fang to return before figuring out a solution?"

"By the time he comes back, I don't know how much longer my mother will have to live."

Cang Wuyue fastened her cloak and walked past Yu Ce.

"Go find Zhenshanwei and lure the people outside the Black Prison away for me."

"Young Master!"

"That's an order."

Yu Ce gritted his teeth and clasped his hands in a fist salute to her.

"Understood."

The Azure Dragon Sect was in complete chaos.

The mountain path was full of disciples carrying weapons.

Some rushed to the West Peak, while others headed towards the mountain gate to provide support.

A crimson light pressed down in mid-air as the demonic cultivators of the Heavenly Demon Sect stormed into the outer gate, their battle cries carried by the mountain wind to the back mountain.

Cang Wuyue hugged the stone wall and walked through two secluded paths to the back of the punishment hall.

The entrance to the Black Prison is hidden beneath an abandoned stone temple.

Two Foundation Establishment disciples were guarding the stone gate, discussing something while staring at the distant firelight.

"The outside is about to fall, and the elder still wants us to guard a useless person."

"Say less. That woman is the former sect leader's wife. The sect leader himself gave the order; who dares to let her out?"

Cang Wuyue emerged from the shadows.

The two turned around, about to draw their swords, when Cang Wuyue raised her hand and threw out two fire talismans.

The firelight slid along the stone steps.

One of them was forced back by the fire talisman, and the other had just touched the communication jade talisman when Cang Wuyue rushed up to him and slapped him in the chest.

The man crashed into the stone gate, spitting out blood and foam, and collapsed.

Cang Wuyue took a breath and pushed open the stone door.

The stone steps lead all the way down.

Suppressed gasps came from the cell.

Cang Wuyue stopped in her tracks and gripped the corner of the wall with her hands.

"Who's inside?"

One of the disciples from the Punishment Hall turned around, his face showing impatience.

"Get lost, this is a dark prison, no unauthorized personnel are allowed near."

Cang Wuyue took off her hood.

The disciple drew his sword. "The sect leader said, if you're on the scene, take him down immediately!"

Cang Wuyue did not speak again.

She grabbed the iron chain from the ground and swung it forward.

The chain was wrapped around the man's neck, and he was dragged to the railing.

The others hurriedly summoned their magical weapons, and the narrow passageway immediately descended into chaos.

Cang Wuyue took a sword to the shoulder, her clothes were torn, and blood flowed down her arm.

She gritted her teeth, picked up the long knife that had fallen to the ground, chopped off one person's wrist, and then kicked another person to the ground.

The last disciple turned and ran.

Cang Wuyue threw the longsword, and the blade embedded itself in his back.

The corridor fell silent.

Cang Wuyue picked up the key, her wrist trembling violently, and it took her two tries to open the cell door.

"daughter."

Zhao was chained to a stone pillar, her hair disheveled and her robes stained with blood.

She looked up, stared at the person at the door for a long time, and her lips moved slightly.

"Moon?"

Cang Wuyue knelt down in front of her and hurriedly began to dismantle the chains.

"I'm late."

"Silly child."

Zhao's voice was dry. "He's keeping Mother here to force you out. You can't go far with me."

Cang Wuyue cut the last chain and carried Zhao Shi on his back.

"We have to keep going, even if it's not far."

Zhao leaned on her shoulder, her eyes red-rimmed.

Outside the exit of the Black Prison, several corpses lay on the ground.

Cang Juexing was lowered from the tree by two guards and left beside the stone steps.

His dantian was destroyed, his hands were bound, and his face was covered in mud.

Elder Cang Yue of the Punishment Hall stood in front of him, holding a black spear in his hand.

Cang Yue stared at Zhao Shi on Cang Wuyue's back, his face darkening.

"I was wondering who would dare to break into the dark prison. Turns out it was you, the fish that slipped through the net."

Cang Juexing raised his head, and after seeing Cang Wuyue clearly, he squeezed out a sound.

"Cousin, save me! Qin Mo destroyed my cultivation and hung me from a tree. Take me away first!"

Cang Wuyue ignored him.

Cangyue blocked their path with his spear.

"Cang Wuyue, put the lady down. The sect leader will spare your body out of consideration for blood ties."

"Cangyue, my father treated you well when he was in power."

"The sect leader has been dead for many years."

Cang Yue raised the tip of his spear. "Now the Canglong Sect is ruled by Cang Wuji. As long as you and your mother are alive, the sect will never be at peace."

Cang Wuyue placed Zhao Shi against the wall.

Cang Yue took a step forward, his spear aimed straight for her throat.

Cang Wuyue raised his sword to block, but his arm went numb from the impact, and he staggered back several steps.

Her dantian still had cracks, and her spiritual energy dissipated halfway through its circulation.

Cang Yue drew his spear and approached.

"You've ruined your cultivation, yet you dare to try and save your mother? You and your mother will both die here today."

Cang Wuyue took out the jade box from her bosom.

The lid was lifted, and a purple Ganoderma lucidum was found inside, its medicinal fragrance quickly spreading.

Cang Yue paused in his steps.

"A ten-thousand-year-old purple lingzhi?"

Cang Wuyue swallowed the Ganoderma lucidum.

The medicinal power rushed into the dantian, and the shattered dantian reassembled.

The meridians that had been blocked for many days were opened by spiritual energy, the bleeding at the wound stopped, and the aura under the robes rose steadily.

Cang Yue gripped his spear tightly and turned to retreat.

Cang Wuyue formed hand seals.

"Wind and Thunder Seal"

The sound of wind swept through the stone hall.

Lightning struck down from her palm and hit Cang Yue on the head.

Cang Yue's protective spiritual shield shattered, the black spear flew out of his hand, and he crashed into the stone wall, causing large cracks to appear on the wall.

Cang Yue struggled to sit up.

Cang Wuyue walked up to him and pressed down with her palm again.

Lightning pierced his chest.

Cang Yue trembled a few times, and his hand fell to the ground.

Cang Juexing shrank back as he watched this scene.

"Cousin, I have never harmed you."

Cang Wuyue turned around.

"You tried to lift my cloak in the sacrificial plaza. You tried to take me into your room outside the herb garden. Do you think I didn't hear those words?"

Cang Juexing's lips trembled.

"I didn't know you were my cousin! I really didn't know! My dad forced me into this; he lied to me!"

"You do whatever your father tells you to do?"

"What can I do? He's the sect leader!"

Cang Wuyue picked up Cang Yue's longsword.

"Did you think the same way when my mother was imprisoned in that dark place?"

The color drained completely from Cang Juexing's face.

"Cousin, give me a chance. I'll do anything for you from now on, I'll even kill Cang Wuji for you!"

The sword light fell.

Cang Juexing's right arm was severed on the ground, and his scream echoed into the stone hall.

Cang Wuyue raised her sword and struck again.

His left arm, then his legs, left his body one after another.

Cang Juexing lay in a pool of blood, his throat filled with broken pleas for mercy.

Cang Wuyue bent down and took off his storage ring.

"When you go to see my father, please ask him for me. How long has he been waiting for Cang Wuji in the underworld?"

She lifted her foot and stepped down.

Cang Juexing struggled twice, then became completely still.

Cang Wuyue carried Zhao Shi on his back and turned to walk out of the mountain.

Zhao lay on her back, her voice trembling.

"Moon, where are we going?"

Cang Wuyue gripped his longsword tightly and strode through the corpses scattered on the ground.

"Broken Cloud Gorge".

"Qin Mo is waiting for us there."