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

Zhao Gang was grabbed by the collar by Qin Mo and dragged across the stone platform, his knees hitting the gravel.

For a few breaths, no one spoke.

The next moment, shouts rose from all around the arena of life and death, spreading along the square and all the way to the long street.

"A Foundation Establishment Peak cultivator has been defeated?"

"It's more than just a defeat! His Panlong Spear and protective armor were both pierced by a single punch; Zhao Gang couldn't even retaliate!"

"This is what you call the fifth level of Qi Refining?"

"The Cloud and Rain Palace is well hidden!"

The cultivators who had previously mocked Qin Mo shrank back and quietly retreated.

The man who had threatened to eat the stone bricks had only taken two steps when his companion grabbed his belt.

"Where to?"

"My stomach is upset."

"We've left all the bricks on the ground for you."

"Stop fooling around, let's look at the stage first."

The man reached up to loosen his belt, his forehead covered in sweat.

None of the disciples of the Azure Dragon Sect uttered a sound.

Some people were holding weapons, their hands with prominent veins.

Some people lowered their heads, not daring to look at the gazes coming from all around them.

Inside the Star Gazing Pavilion, Luo Zhiwei stared at the stopped compass, and only after a long while did she release her hand from the glass bottle.

"At the fifth level of Qi Refining, he crushed a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator with a single punch. Even the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion's star chart couldn't reveal his fate."

She pushed the bottle containing the Jade Essence of Creation over.

"I lost this round."

Shangguan Yue put away the glass bottle.

"I told you before, don't use astrology to predict his fists."

Luo Zhiwei turned her head to look at the arena of life and death.

"Just what stage has his body refinement reached?"

"You're asking too many questions."

"Can the Nine-Turn Soul-Nourishing Grass change the answer?"

"cannot."

"Add another Heavenly Secret Token."

Shangguan Yue picked up her teacup.

"You can ask him yourself."

Luo Zhiwei glanced at her.

"Are you protecting him?"

Shangguan Yue drank the spiritual tea in her cup without replying.

On stage, Zhao Gang, with blood stuck in his throat, gripped Qin Mo's wrists with both hands.

"I... admit defeat..."

Qin Mo looked down at him.

"Who tried to break my arms and legs just now?"

Zhao Gang opened his mouth several times.

"I was blind... I admit defeat, let me step down..."

"He even said he would destroy my dantian."

"I was wrong."

Zhao Gang's chest heaved, and blood dripped from his chin to his collar.

"Qin Mo, I accept the bet. Just leave me a way out, and I'll give you all the spirit stones and magical artifacts I have when I get back."

"Your magical artifact is broken."

"I still have spirit stones! I can even give you sect cultivation techniques! Just let me go..."

Qin Mo loosened his collar.

Zhao Gang fell onto the table and crawled backward, supporting himself with his arms.

"It's too late to start negotiating now."

Qin Mo caught up in one step and stepped on his lower abdomen with his right foot.

Zhao Gang stopped moving.

"No...don't do it!"

Cang Wuji rushed to the front of the array and slapped his palm on the crimson light barrier.

"Qin Mo, if you dare to cripple him, this sect master will make you pay with your life!"

Qin Mo turned his head to look.

"Sect Master Cang, you didn't stop Zhao Gang when he was about to cripple me."

"He has already lost!"

"This is the arena of life and death."

Qin Mo pressed his feet firmly.

A muffled thud came from Zhao Gang's abdomen.

His dantian and dantian shattered on the spot.

The out-of-control spiritual energy surged out of Zhao Gang's meridians and dissipated from his body.

Zhao Gang bent over, his ten fingers digging into the cracks in the stone, and a scream he uttered echoed throughout the square.

"My cultivation level..."

He rolled half a circle on the stage, pressing his hands against his lower abdomen, his face a mixture of blood and sweat.

"Qin Mo!"

Cang Wuji unleashed a palm strike at the array.

The array patterns on the entire Life and Death Arena lit up, deflecting his palm strike.

Just as Cang Wuji was about to make another move, an aged voice came from the high platform to the north.

"Go back."

An old man in a gray robe stood on the edge of the high platform, with the Xuantian City Enforcement Order hanging from his waist.

The guide immediately bowed.

"Greetings, Elder Huo."

Cang Wuji raised his head and shouted, "This boy has already won, yet he still publicly destroyed someone's cultivation. Doesn't Xuantian City care?"

Elder Huo tucked his hands into his sleeves.

"It's clearly written in the contract of life and death: each person bears the responsibility for any injuries or deaths on stage."

"Zhao Gang has already admitted defeat!"

"There is no rule against giving up halfway through a fight to the death."

Cang Wuji stepped forward.

The array patterns on the square lit up simultaneously, and a heavy weight fell on his shoulders.

The white jade brick beneath Cang Wuji's feet collapsed by half an inch.

Elder Huo looked at him.

"If you go any further, all the gold tokens for the Azure Dragon Sect's participation will be invalidated on the spot."

Cang Wuji's jaw tightened.

"Is Xuantian City really going to offend the Azure Dragon Sect for the sake of a mere Qi Refining disciple?"

"You dare to represent the Azure Dragon Sect?"

Elder Huo raised the enforcement order.

"retreat."

Cang Wuji's chest heaved several times, and he pulled his raised foot back.

"Qin Mo, you'd better stay in Xuantian City forever."

"I've remembered that."

Qin Mo turned around and stepped on Zhao Gang to straighten his body.

"It's time to fulfill the bet."

Zhao Gang collapsed to the ground, his gaze falling on Cang Wuji below the stage.

"Sect Master...save me..."

Cang Wuji clenched his fists, but couldn't utter a word.

Qin Mo grabbed Zhao Gang by the back of his collar and dragged him to the edge of the stage.

"Kowtowing and calling out."

Zhao Gang's teeth chattered.

"Kill me..."

"It's easy to want to die."

Qin Mo pressed down on the back of his neck.

"Finish the bet, and I'll spare your life."

Zhao Gang still wanted to delay, but the blood-red inscriptions on their golden tokens had already lit up.

The backlash from the contract seeped into his sea of ​​consciousness, his face contorted in agony, his forehead pressed against the stone platform.

"I'm bowing down..."

Boom!

The first blow left blood on the stone surface.

The surrounding chatter stopped.

Boom!

The second blow was even harder, and Zhao Gang's forehead split open.

The disciples of the Azure Dragon Sect all lowered their heads.

Boom!

When the third blow landed, Zhao Gang's arms went limp, and he almost collapsed.

Qin Mo did not let go.

"Three more sounds."

Zhao Gang's shoulders were shaking uncontrollably.

"I...I can't say it..."

"Then just keep putting up with it."

The patterns on the gold token shone brightly once more.

Zhao Gang clutched his head, his voice already hoarse from shouting.

"Woof..."

Someone in the audience laughed.

Zhao Gang closed his eyes, tears mingling with the blood on his face as they streamed down.

"Woof!"

Upon hearing the second sound, Cang Wuji turned around and stopped watching from the stands.

"Woof!"

As the final sound faded, both golden tokens lit up simultaneously.

The name on Zhao Gang's token went dark, while Qin Mo's golden token gained an additional golden pattern.

The guide unfolded the register.

"In this battle, Qin Mo of Yunyu Palace wins."

"Zhao Gang of the Azure Dragon Sect has lost his qualification for this year's Dao Discussion."

Gu Yingxue put down her teacup.

Shen Ruoyan crossed her arms and gestured with her chin toward the Canglong Sect members.

"Weren't you shouting quite loudly just now?"

"Why are they all mute now?"

Su Qingyi loosened her grip on the sword sheath and her gaze lingered on Qin Mo's back for a moment.

Cang Wuji led his men to the edge of the platform and caught Zhao Gang, who was being brought down by the formation.

Qin Mo put his outer robe back on and called out to him from a high place.

"Sect Master Cang, there's one more clause in the bet."

Cang Wuji stopped in his tracks.

"What else do you want?"

"People from the Azure Dragon Sect should take a detour when they see the Cloud Rain Palace."

Qin Mo brushed the dust off his sleeve.

"With so many people listening in the square today, don't turn your back on it later."

All eyes turned to him.

Cang Wuji's facial muscles twitched a few times as he picked up Zhao Gang, whose dantian had been destroyed, and left through the path cleared by the crowd.

The disciples of the Azure Dragon Sect followed behind, none of them daring to look back.