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

Cang Wuyue retrieved the Ancestral Master's Token and nodded to him.

The next moment, a furious roar came from the northern sky.

"Who dares to kill the chief disciple of my Azure Dragon Sect!"

The voice echoed throughout the entire Xuantian City. The newcomer was dressed in a black and gold robe, with dragon energy surging behind him. It was none other than Cang Wuji, the sect master of the Azure Dragon Sect.

The dragon's aura pressed down on the weapon contract platform, and the four spirit-locking pillars hummed simultaneously.

The runes on the table surface lit up inch by inch, and the rubble trembled as it hung in the air.

Cang Wuji landed on the stage, his black and gold robe billowing open in the air currents.

The murderous intent surged like a tide, forcing the surrounding disciples to retreat repeatedly.

He looked down at Cang Xuanjun's corpse, his teeth grinding together.

The next moment, he raised his hand to grab Cang Wuyue, his five fingers bulging with veins, and lightning crackling in his palm.

Cang Wuyue gripped the Ancestral Master's Token tightly, and the dragon pattern lit up along her arm, but she did not take a single step back.

The aura of her golden core had not yet dissipated, and her natal dragon spear was held horizontally in front of her, its tip stained with blood.

Pei Zhao raised his enforcement order: "Go back."

Cang Wuji's palm did not stop, and the rolling dragon energy crashed into the array.

The silver runes on the street lit up, and three spirit-locking chains shot out, directly grabbing his wrists.

The dragon's aura immediately dispersed.

Cang Wuji was forced back two steps, and his sleeves were cut open by the magic runes.

Pei Zhao flipped the token over: "If you make another move, all of the Azure Dragon Sect's Golden Tokens for this year will be null and void."

Cang Wuji's jaw tightened: "She killed the chief of the Canglong Sect. I will take her back to deal with her."

Discussions immediately arose below the platform.

Cang Wuyue had the ancestral master's decree and had also signed a life-or-death military contract.

Cang Xuanjun himself stepped onto the stage and took the lead in the mission.

After losing, Cang Wuji wanted to arrest people, clearly showing that he couldn't accept defeat.

Qin Mo weighed the guest elder token in his hand: "She's now a guest elder of Yunyu Palace. Who do you want to take with you?"

Gu Yingxue also took a step forward.

The aura of a Nascent Soul emanated from her body, blocking the path between Cang Wuji and Cang Wuyue.

Two oppressive forces pressed down on the center of the street, causing the blue bricks on the ground to creak repeatedly.

Cang Tianyou, with his waist empty, hurriedly squeezed next to Cang Wuji.

He lowered his voice: "Sect Master, retrieve the storage ring first. It contains sect cultivation techniques; we can't let it fall into Qin Mo's hands."

The other Canglong Sect disciples also joined in the commotion.

They had a great time betting just now, but now the ring is gone, and even their life-saving artifact for entering the Primordial Ruins has fallen into Qin Mo's hands.

If they can't get it back, they won't even dare to go back inside.

Pei Zhao pressed the notary seal: "If you want to snatch the bet, first ask Xuantian City if they agree."

The golden Dharma seal unfolded.

Twenty-three soul imprints were arranged in mid-air, each retaining the aura of the bettor.

Everything was clearly recorded, including what was bet on and who would win.

Cang Tianyou's name was among them.

Even the image of him refusing to let go when handing over the storage ring was preserved by the Dharma Seal.

A disciple of the Azure Dragon Sect was sweating profusely: "There are sect treasures inside the ring. We are willing to use spirit stones to redeem them."

Pei Zhao closed the seal: "No one forced you when you were betting. If you lose, just admit it. If anyone dares to steal it, the Enforcement Division will arrest them directly."

Loud laughter echoed from the street.

The Azure Dragon Sect disciples' faces fell.

Cang Tianyou lowered his head, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Cang Wuji stood still, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

He stared at Qin Mo for a long time before raising his hand to collect Cang Xuanjun's corpse.

"Qin Mo, you can't swallow this."

Qin Mo patted his waist: "I have a good appetite, you don't need to worry about me."

Cang Wuji's facial muscles twitched twice.

The enforcement formation of Xuantian City still looms overhead.

If he stays any longer, he'll only continue to embarrass himself.

Cang Wuji turned and left with his disciples.

As they passed by the people from Yunyu Palace, they still had to fulfill their previous bet and go around to the other side of the long street.

As he circled around, the laughter from all sides grew even louder.

Cang Wuyue stood on the stage, watching them walk away.

She loosened her grip on the ancestral token, her palms already covered in sweat.

Pei Zhao removed the seal from the military contract platform.

Twenty-three storage rings fell from the magic seal and slammed onto the stone table one after another, making a crisp clanging sound.

All the spiritual herbs, spiritual artifacts, and breakthrough pills that Qin Mo had pledged were returned.

Zhao Gang's fortunes spun around, and he ended up with twenty-three separate fortunes.

The onlookers stared at the pile of storage rings, their breathing becoming heavy.

This contains resources prepared by the geniuses of various sects over many years. Opening just one item would be enough for an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator to use for a long time.

Luo Xiaoman looked at her storage ring, her lips pressed tightly together.

The beast-taming bell left by her mother is still inside.

But the military contract had already been signed, and she couldn't even bring herself to ask for it.

Lei Qianyao broke off a fan rib: "Keep this for me for now. I'll take it back myself once I enter the Lost Realm."

Xie Wufeng pressed down on the hilt of his sword: "You'd better hold onto these rings tightly."

Cang Lingxiao wiped his face: "When the time comes, I'll take your life too."

As soon as the three finished speaking, the geniuses from various sects all stared at Qin Mo.

Before those twenty-three storage rings had even had a chance to warm up, people eyeing them had already lined up for half a street.

Qin Mo stored the ring inside the furnace.

He patted his empty sleeves: "Come on if you want to rob me, but remember to bring extra stuff."

Lei Qianyao and the others' faces darkened further.

The more Qin Mo disregarded them, the more they wanted to kill him once they entered the Lost Realm.

Pei Zhao put away the ten top-grade spirit stones on the table, only taking the agreed notary fee.

He looked at Qin Mo: "From today onwards, even more people will be watching you."

Qin Mo checked the number of storage rings: "Take one, I'll take one."

Pei Zhao didn't try to persuade him any further, and led the law enforcement cultivators to put away the military contract platform.

The black stone platform in the center of the street sank into the ground, but the crowd of onlookers did not disperse.

Many people were still watching Qin Mo, trying to estimate how many spirit stones those twenty-three storage rings were worth.

The disciples of Baicaogu made way for the crowd.

A woman dressed in a snow-white medicinal dress walked over, with the Young Valley Master's token hanging from her waist.

She wore only a single green wooden hairpin in her hair, and her body carried a faint medicinal fragrance.

Qin Mo recognized her.

Jiang Miaoyin is the young master of Baicao Valley.

Jiang Miaoyin handed over a medicine token: "There's a treasure-testing array in Hundred Herbs Valley. Come back to our camp with me, and I'll count them one by one for you. There are too many items; we might not be able to finish checking them all tonight."

Several nearby cultivators immediately perked up their ears.

There's nothing wrong with what she said, but the way she said it always makes people think otherwise.

Just as Qin Mo was about to take the medicine token, Shen Ruoyan stepped in front of him.

Shen Ruoyan pressed down on the medicine token: "Just checking a storage ring, and I have to take the person back to spend the night?"

Su Qingyi also came over.

She gripped the scabbard: "Qin Mo is going back to Lan Yue Pavilion."

Jiang Miaoyin looked at Qin Mo: "I invited him, let him choose for himself."

Three women blocked the middle of the street, none of them willing to back down.

Shen Ruoyan grabbed Qin Mo's arm, preparing to pull him away.

Su Qingyi stood on the other side, her gaze fixed on Jiang Miaoyin.

Hua Meiniang leaned against Cang Wuyue's shoulder, suppressing a laugh.

She clutched her injured shoulder: "Master's body can handle it, you don't need to fight over it."

Qin Mo's temples twitched twice.

The surrounding cultivators had already begun to chuckle.

In a short time, he went from being a public enemy to being the object of desire for several women.

Just as the two sides were locked in a stalemate, the sound of wind breaking came from high above.

A Xuan Tian Breaking Boundary Shuttle stopped above the long street.

Shangguan Yue descended from the sky and landed directly beside Qin Mo.