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

Qin Mo looked up at the face floating in the lamplight and suddenly asked, "Tang Mei, when you sold the Cloud Rain Palace's protective array diagram to the Azure Dragon Sect back then, were you this self-righteous?"

The laughter from the soul lamp stopped.

The surrounding corpse mist was still churning, but Ji Hongxiao's hand holding the lamp stiffened for a moment.

Hua Meiniang looked up at the Soul Lamp.

"So you were the traitor."

After she finished speaking, she loosened her grip on the sword a little.

Tang Mei's split soul completely changed its voice: "Shut up! What do you know? If I don't strike first, I'll be the one who dies!"

"So you're paving the way with the lives of your fellow disciples?"

Qin Mo tightened his grip.

The five elements of the body resonated simultaneously, and the five forces of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth converged into the right arm.

The shaky protective shield suddenly pushed outwards, and the Nine Yin Demon Claw stopped on the spot.

Tang Mei's split soul let out a scream.

Qin Mo raised his fist and punched it straight at the target.

boom!

The black claw shadow began to crack from the palm, and the five fingers exploded one after another.

The yin energy dispersed into a large patch of black mist, even causing the flame on the soul lamp to dim.

Ji Hongxiao felt a tightness in her chest, staggered back seven steps, and blood immediately seeped from the corner of her mouth.

"That's impossible!"

She clutched her chest, her face turning deathly pale.

Qin Mo gave her no chance to catch her breath.

He shattered the stone slab beneath his feet with a single step, and his figure vanished from the spot.

The next moment, they were already in front of Ji Hongxiao.

Ji Hongxiao only had time to raise the soul lamp.

Qin Mo bumped into her chest as he turned sideways.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking could be heard.

Ji Hongxiao was lifted off the ground, crashing through layers of corpse mist, flying a full thousand feet before finally slamming into a distant mountain wall.

The mountain wall collapsed inward, and rubble rolled down her body.

Several cracks appeared in the golden core within her body, and Tang Mei's divided soul was also smashed, leaving only a dark red ball of light.

"Hongxiao, hurry!"

Tang Mei finally panicked.

Ji Hongxiao bit her tongue and sprayed her blood onto the soul lamp.

The blood-red light of the Soul Gu shot into the sky, engulfing the fragmented core of the divided soul, and transformed into a blood-red line that fled into the distance.

Qin Mo raised his hand and grabbed a handful, but only managed to catch a few wisps of dissipating yin energy.

"They run fast."

He withdrew his hand and turned to look at the remaining bounty hunters.

Those people had retreated to the edge of the ancient road.

Some people stared in the direction Ji Hongxiao had fled, while others stared at Qin Mo, their weapons trembling incessantly.

The line that had filled the road a moment ago had dwindled to just over ten people.

The black-robed monk who was leading the group was the first to turn around.

"Run separately!"

As soon as those words were spoken, more than a dozen figures rushed out in all directions.

Qin Mo lifted his foot and chased after him.

He was much faster than these people, his figure flashing through the corpse mist in succession, and in the blink of an eye he blocked the way of a Golden Core cultivator in the early stage.

The monk raised his sword and slashed down.

Qin Mo turned his head to avoid the blade, gripped his wrist with his five fingers, and pressed his other hand directly into his dantian.

The protective spiritual power is pitifully weak in front of the Five Elements Golden Body.

His palm tore through flesh and blood, and the golden core was forcibly pulled out.

The cultivator's mouth was agape as he collapsed to the ground.

Qin Mo didn't even look at it, and holding the golden pill, he chased after the next one.

"Don't come any closer!"

The second cultivator unleashed three black nails.

Qin Mo raised his fist and shattered the black nail, the force of the punch striking the opponent's chest.

The man was sent flying backward and crashed into the stone wall, his dantian being shattered.

Qin Mo walked up to him, bent down to take out the golden pill, and casually took the storage bag.

Qin Mo chased after the corpse mist and fought his way out until the eleventh golden pill fell into his palm, and only then did the surroundings quiet down again.

Corpses lay scattered on the ground, and broken magical artifacts were strewn everywhere.

When Hua Meiniang arrived with Cang Wuyue and Luo Xiaoman, Qin Mo was squatting beside the corpse, wiping his hands.

Cang Wuyue looked at the row of golden pills in his palm and her throat moved.

"You killed them all?"

After she finished asking the question, she tightened her grip on the sword.

Qin Mo put the last golden pill into his storage bag.

"They struck first."

Luo Xiaoman, holding the little blue-eared beast, glanced at the corpse and her face turned pale.

Hua Meiniang stared at Qin Mo's cloak, the God-Slaying Curse between her brows still burning.

"Master, Tang Mei has run away."

"She's seriously injured and won't be able to cause any trouble for the time being."

Qin Mo stood up and held eleven golden pills in his palm.

The spiritual energy within the Golden Core interacted with each other, and the five elements gradually became complete.

The main resources needed for the intermediate stage of the Five Elements Golden Body have finally been gathered.

If he can find a place to refine his essence, his physical body can take another step forward.

Just then, a deep bell rang out in the distance.

The fog of corpses was blown away by a wave of heat, and a young man wearing a crimson-gold robe fell from mid-air.

He held a jade-bone folding fan in his hand, followed by six ancient Ji clan cultivators.

The man first swept over the corpse on the ground, then looked at the golden pill in Qin Mo's hand.

His brows furrowed.

"You are Chu Wuming?"

Qin Mo carefully put away the golden pill and looked up at him.

"What's up?"

Ji Changgeng closed his folding fan and pointed to the corpses scattered on the ground.

"In the Yellow Springs Ruins, the corpses of Golden Core cultivators cannot be moved casually. You've dug up eleven Golden Cores; do you still dare to say you haven't practiced evil arts?"

Hua Meiniang stood in front of Qin Mo, raising her sword.

"He killed the pursuers, what's it to you?"

Ji Changgeng didn't look at her, but only raised his hand to the person behind him.

Six Ji clan cultivators simultaneously dispersed, sealing off both sides of the ancient road.

Cang Wuyue's eyes darkened.

"The Ancient Ji Clan also wants to steal things?"

Ji Changgeng then looked at her and gently tapped his palm with the folding fan in his hand.

"I only arrest evil cultivators. As for the storage ring on his body, once its origin is found, it will naturally be kept by the Ji family."

Qin Mo was so angry he laughed.

"That sounds nice. You just want what's mine, don't you?"

Ji Changgeng dropped his politeness.

"Enough with the nonsense. Cripple your cultivation, hand over your storage ring, and explain where you learned this body-refining technique from."

Qin Mo raised his hand and pressed down on the hilt of the Thunder Sound Sword.

Ji Changgeng's eyes twitched, and he directly summoned a small tower that was entirely crimson.

After the small tower was released, it swelled in the wind, and nine golden dragons appeared on its body.

Flames erupted from the base of the tower, instantly burning the surrounding corpse mist and even melting the ground into a patch of crimson lava.

The ultimate magical artifact, the Crimson Sun Dragon-Locking Pagoda.

The moment the tower gate opened, nine fiery chains shot out simultaneously, binding Qin Mo's hands and feet.

One of the five elements of Qi and blood was shaken open, and three more grabbed his shoulders and back from behind.

Cang Wuyue swung his sword, but it was blocked by the Ji clan cultivators working together.

As soon as Hua Meiniang released the poisonous mist, she was forced back by the fiery light of the Crimson Sun.

Qin Mo's feet sank into the ground, and all he could see was the blinding firelight.

Ji Changgeng stood outside the tower, his voice coming from above.

"Go inside and stay there. We'll let you out when you're willing to confess."

The Crimson Sun Dragon-Locking Tower crashed down with a deafening roar.

Before the tower gate closed, Qin Mo saw Cang Wuyue being stopped by two Ji clan cultivators.

The sword in her hand was broken in half, and she was charging towards them.

"Qin Mo!"

She called out.

The tower gate was completely closed.

The next moment, Qin Mo fell into a crimson space.

The tower walls were covered with dragon-locking runes, and the ground was ablaze with crimson flames, with waves of heat washing over the body.

Ji Changgeng's voice came through the tower wall.

"You dare to act tough at the fifth level of Qi Refining? Kneel down, destroy your dantian, and I'll spare your life."

Qin Mo raised his hand and patted the sparks on his shoulder.

"With just this tower of yours?"

Outside the tower, Ji Changgeng's folding fan hovered in mid-air.

Qin Mo moved his wrists, and the Five Elements Golden Body was activated at full power, causing his bones to emit a dull thud.

"If you dare lock me up here, you'll regret it."

He sheathed the Thunder Sound Sword, slowly raised his right fist, and golden blood energy solidified on the surface of his fist.

The next moment, the fist slammed into the wall of the Crimson Sun Tower.

boom!

The entire Chiyang Locking Dragon Pagoda shook violently.