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

Qin Mo had just returned from the foot of the mountain when he saw Ma Kun pacing back and forth outside the mouth of the Remnant Valley.

His heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that the old dog discovered he wasn't in the valley last night?

Qin Mo never expected that Ma Kuntian would appear here before dawn to collect his body.

Jiang Yurou concluded that Qin Mo finally couldn't resist opening the jade box containing the discarded pills. The poison in the pills inside erupted, and a lowly servant at the first level of Qi Refining couldn't withstand it and would surely die.

So she sent someone to tell Ma Kun to come and deal with the body early in the morning.

However, Jiang Yurou never dreamed that Qin Mo not only did not die, but also broke through to the fourth level of Qi Refining. Furthermore, the Qiankun Transformation Furnace in his body advanced by absorbing a large amount of poisonous pills, and awakened the new function of touch appraisal.

"Manager Ma."

Qin Mo had no choice but to speak.

"you……"

Upon hearing the sound, Ma Kun turned around, froze on the spot, and stared wide-eyed.

Wasn't he supposed to come and collect the body?

Why is this piece of trash standing right in front of me?

That senior sister from the inner sect wouldn't lie to him.

"What wind blew Steward Ma here?"

Qin Mo smiled and cupped his hands in greeting.

"I'm here... Hmph, how did you get here from outside? Derelict in your post, you've got some nerve!"

Ma Kun's face darkened.

"It was stuffy in the valley, so I came out to get some fresh air."

Qin Mo remained calm.

"really?"

Ma Kun stared intently at him, scrutinizing every subtle change in his expression.

"I'll find out you're lying and skin you alive."

"How could I dare to lie to Manager Ma? If you think I'm not doing a good job, you can just transfer someone else to guard the Remnant Pill Pavilion, and I'll be able to relax."

Qin Mo's tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Shut the fuck up and stay put!"

Ma Kun originally wanted Qin Mo to die from the poison, so why would he transfer him away?

"If I catch you slacking off again, I'll beat you to death."

Ma Kun turned and left, cursing.

Damn it, I was urged to come and collect the body before dawn, but the kid is still alive and kicking. What a load of crap.

Qin Mo watched Ma Kun's departing figure, his gaze fading.

Ma Kun, Ma Kun, do you know that your good cousin Fang Shicai has already had his head crushed by my foot?

He turned and walked into the Valley of Broken Pills.

……

Inside the pine pavilion on the back hill.

"What? Qin Mo is still alive? How is that possible?"

Jiang Yurou suddenly stood up, her face filled with disbelief.

How could a mere Qi Refining Level 1 trash possibly withstand such a ferocious poison?

Could he be hiding some kind of protective treasure on him?

Moreover, she had already told her senior sister that Qin Mo was dead. How was she going to explain this?

"Absolutely true! Even if I had a hundred lives, I wouldn't dare lie to my senior sister!"

Ma Kun's forehead was beaded with sweat, and his face was filled with fear.

"That's enough."

Jiang Yurou's expression turned cold. "Let him slowly erode his health in the Remnant Pill Valley. He won't last more than half a month. The Palace Grand Competition is just around the corner. Don't bother me with such trivial matters."

Having said that, he turned and left.

Ma Kun was like a wagging dog in front of Jiang Yurou, but as soon as she left, his eyes turned cold.

The Grand Imperial Examination at the Palace Gate.

Once every ten years, it's a day of reckoning for countless disciples.

If he defeats the manager of the Heavenly Pill Room in the Grand Competition and takes his place, he will be able to come into contact with higher-level alchemy cultivators.

Ma Kun reached into his storage bag and pinched a small jade bottle containing a Breakthrough Pill.

Having endured this for so long, it's time to improve my cultivation.

He then turned and left the back mountain.

……

Inside the kitchen next to the small building in Candan Valley.

Qin Mo started a fire to cook rice.

He had to stay here during the day to wait for the alchemy room staff to bring over the waste pills for storage.

Only at night does his time truly belong.

Tonight, he's going to open that useless pill that almost killed him.

Tonight, he's going to find out the truth about it.

The appraisal ability awakened after the Furnace is upgraded is incredibly useful.

With just a touch, one can identify what kind of pill the discarded pill originally was and how much Qi it takes to reshape it, eliminating the need for guesswork.

During the day, when no one delivered pills, he would sit cross-legged in front of the small building to cultivate, using the Transformation Furnace to devour the poisonous pills that were spreading around him.

He was the only disciple guarding the Remnant Pill Valley, and no one wanted to work in this godforsaken place, so it was peaceful and carefree.

Before we knew it, dusk had fallen.

After having dinner, Qin Mo activated the great formation to seal the valley entrance, then turned and walked into the depths of the valley, heading straight for the eighteenth Remnant Pill Pavilion.

As the iron gate was pushed open, a thick, viscous poison rushed out, with wisps of black smoke swirling and churning in the shadows.

He went straight to the cabinet where the jade box had been stored the night before and took down the inlaid jade talisman.

The sealing runes that appeared on the wall cabinet then disappeared.

The jade box lay quietly inside.

Qin Mo took out the jade box and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"I'd like to see just who you are, that your erysipelas is so ferocious."

He carefully opened the jade box, his fingertips tightening slightly, his eyes focused and wary.

A powerful surge of poison burst forth from the box, its acrid and pungent odor overwhelming, but its power was far less than the wave that erupted last night, seemingly having diminished by more than half.

With a flick of his right hand, the Qiankun Transformation Furnace appeared in his palm, its body faintly radiating a dark golden light.

The surrounding poisonous substances suddenly gathered wildly and were completely swallowed up by the furnace opening, even the pervasive fishy and bitter smell dissipated.

He picked up the discarded pill shrouded in black mist from the box with his left hand. It was icy cold to the touch, as if he were holding a solidified mass of death energy.

The instant the fingertips touched it, a line of words appeared on the wall of the furnace:

The Nascent Soul Pill is a waste pill that consumes six hundred strands of Qiankun Qi, but it can be reshaped.

Qin Mo's pupils dilated sharply.

"Wait... a ruined Nascent Soul Pill? Six hundred strands of Qiankun Qi?"

"A royal flush right off the bat?"

Infant Condensation Pill!

That is a heaven-defying pill that can help cultivators at the Great Perfection of the Golden Core realm break through to the Nascent Soul realm. It is extremely precious. Even a Grandmaster of Alchemy would find it as difficult as ascending to heaven to refine this pill. Only a Pill King would have the possibility.

"The discarded pills that Jiang Yurou personally delivered to the Remnant Pill Pavilion turned out to be discarded Nascent Soul Pills, which means that someone in the Cloud Rain Palace is refining Nascent Soul Pills."

"Palace Master Bai Chenshuang's cultivation has been stuck at the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage for many years. Why is she suddenly in such a hurry to break through to the Nascent Soul stage?"

"Could it be that Yunyu Palace has encountered some serious trouble?"

Qin Mo pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

Who cares?

I'm just a menial disciple in the palace, why should I bother with such trivial matters?

It takes six hundred strands of Qiankun Qi to reshape this Nascent Soul Pill.

He only has ninety-three dishes on hand, not even enough to cover the small fraction.

He had to go seven or eight more times to collect the eighty-one items from Shuang'er's one-night stand.

Qin Mo put the discarded pill back into the jade box and resealed it in the cabinet.

It can't be rushed, it takes time to accumulate.

……

Deep within the secret realm of clouds and rain.

"Failed again..."

A woman in white sat cross-legged in front of a giant alchemy furnace, her face full of frustration and helplessness.

She was drenched in sweat, her clothes soaked through and clinging to her graceful figure.

The furnace was filled with surging heat waves, and the surrounding void was twisting and deforming.

"Uncle-Master."

A woman in a purple dress stepped forward; she was none other than Bai Chenshuang, the mistress of Yunyu Palace.

"If we can't refine the Nascent Soul Pill again, my martial uncle's cultivation will never be able to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm."

Bai Chenshuang's voice was kept extremely low.

"If the Azure Dragon Sect finds out that our Cloud Rain Palace's Nascent Soul Realm master has fallen, they will definitely try to swallow up our Cloud Rain Palace. What should we do then?"