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

A purplish-black lightning bolt crashed into the crowd.

Qin Mo stepped forward to block the way, his arms covered in five-colored lightning patterns.

He raised his hand and caught the lightning bolt.

Lightning surged down his arm, causing the stone beneath his feet to explode layer by layer.

The nearby poisonous lightning was also agitated, transforming into tiny electric snakes that burrowed into his meridians.

The Qiankun Transformation Furnace trembled slightly.

The lightning poison that had entered the body had no time to dissipate before it was engulfed by the furnace fire.

Qin Mo clapped his hands together and forcibly crushed the lightning pillar.

The out-of-control lightning struck the mountain walls on both sides, blasting down large amounts of rubble.

Hua Meiniang and the others were all protected behind them, and their clothes were not even burned.

Luo Zhengnan swallowed.

The blue flag formation he had set up in advance only managed to hold off a few streaks of residual thunder.

If the lightning bolt hits them head-on, at least half of the seven people will be lying down.

"Don't stop, follow the flag."

Luo Zhengnan raised his hand to activate the formation.

Twelve blue flags flew out from his sleeves and lined up close to the ground.

The poisonous fog billowed out from the flag, temporarily suppressing the lightning that was moving around nearby.

The seven men walked forward for two miles.

The cave gradually widened, with numerous black stone pillars hanging overhead.

The lightning water flowed down the stone pillar, forming purplish-black puddles on the ground.

Every few steps Luo Hongyao took, she would throw out a silver needle.

The silver needles that fall into the lightning-infused water will quickly turn black.

A deep roar suddenly sounded from ahead.

A thunder beast covered in purple scales crawled out from behind a stone pillar.

It was two zhang long, with three rows of bone spikes on its back, and half a cultivator's corpse was in its mouth.

Movements could be heard from deeper inside as well.

Pairs of purple eyes lit up in the darkness.

At a glance, there were at least a dozen.

Luo Zhengnan immediately stopped.

He first looked at the Thunder Beast, then turned his gaze to Qin Mo.

These thunder beasts consume poisonous thunder year-round, and even the weakest among them is at the early stage of the Golden Core realm.

The leader had an even stronger aura, already approaching the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

The blue flag formation can evade lightning, but it cannot stop them.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, we need you to take care of the thunder beasts ahead."

Luo Zhengnan rubbed his fingers together.

Qin Mo did not move forward.

The corpse crystal I bought earlier was for the route and the formation.

Luo Zhengnan wanted him to clear out all the Thunder Beasts by himself, which was a different matter.

Seeing that he didn't move, Luo Zhengnan had no choice but to grit his teeth and increase the stakes.

He immediately agreed to offer an heirloom in exchange for Qin Mo's help.

"Bring the things here first."

Qin Mo reached out his hand to him.

Luo Zhengnan reached his hand inside his clothes, but hesitated to pull it out.

The Thunder Beasts behind them have begun to approach.

The claws stepped into the lightning-filled water, each step sending up bursts of electricity.

Luo Hongyao gently nudged her brother.

Luo Zhengnan then took out a small wooden box.

The box was opened, revealing a dusty, gray bead inside.

The bead was smaller than a thumb and its surface was covered with tiny cracks.

At first glance, it looks no different from a stone picked up from the roadside.

"This is the Dragon Soul Pearl passed down in my Luo family."

Luo Zhengnan carried the wooden box.

According to the old records left by the Luo family, the pearl contained the remnant soul of an ancient thunder dragon.

However, too many years have passed, and the Dragon Soul Pearl has long since ceased to function.

The Luo family has tried various methods for generations, but none of them can summon the remnant soul inside.

Qin Mo took the bead and secretly activated his Qiankun Dharma Eye.

The grayish-white bead shell immediately became transparent.

Deep within the bead, a tiny thunder dragon coiled up.

It was bound by nine black soul chains, its head was lowered, and its scales were dull.

Just as Qin Mo was about to look away, the belly of the thunder dragon suddenly twitched.

It's very light.

But it is indeed still breathing.

The Qiankun Transformation Furnace immediately responded.

The dragon's soul did not dissipate; its power was simply sealed by the Soul Lock.

By injecting a large amount of Yin and Yang energy, the seal can be broken and the organ can be reawakened.

Qin Mo paused slightly with his fingertips.

If this thing can be raised, its combat power will definitely not be low.

More importantly, Lei Jiao's thunder magic is different from Sikong Ji's.

It can devour the thunder and lightning of heaven and earth to grow, making it perfect for guarding the cave.

However, his expression remained completely unchanged.

"One broken bead that can't be opened isn't enough."

Qin Mo closed the wooden box.

Luo Zhengnan's chubby face tightened.

This was one of the most valuable things he owned, and he would never have taken it out if it weren't for the mission in the Thunder Cave that required him to enter the tenth level.

"Add that seven-inch Heavenly Thunder Vine as well."

Qin Mo looked at the black wooden box at his waist.

Luo Zhengnan subconsciously pressed down on the wooden box.

This Thunder Vine was what he used to stabilize the core of the Green Flag Formation.

Once it's handed over, the remaining minefield will have to be maintained solely by Luo Hongyao.

But more than a dozen thunder beasts were still closing in.

The thunder beast at the very front had already lowered its head, and the bone spikes on its back lit up one after another.

"Give it to him."

Luo Hongyao took down the black wooden box.

Inside the box lay a seven-inch-long, withered purple vine.

The vine looked shriveled, but tiny sparks of lightning kept emanating from the broken ends.

Qin Mo accepted the Heavenly Thunder Vine and sent the Dragon Soul Pearl into the Transformation Furnace space.

Luo Hongyao did not immediately back down.

She took a purple medicine bottle from her storage bag and placed it directly into Qin Mo's hand.

"Include a bottle of Purple Lightning Pill as well."

Luo Hongyao loosened her fingers.

She knew very well that if Qin Moruo had run into trouble ahead, the rest of them wouldn't be able to get through the Thunder Cave.

Qin Mo uncorked the bottle and smelled it.

The pill was only grade five, but it was enough to suppress the lightning poison.

Hua Meiniang and the others were not as skilled as him, so they could be put to good use.

"make a deal."

Qin Mo put away the medicine bottle.

Luo Zhengnan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He replanted the green flag and pushed the poisonous fog to both sides.

Qin Mo did not delay.

He grabbed a piece of gravel and threw it towards the Leichi Pond on the right.

As the stone fell into the water, dozens of bolts of lightning exploded simultaneously.

Startled, more than a dozen thunder beasts rushed toward the sound.

The one at the front had only taken two steps when Qin Mo was already right next to it.

A punch landed.

The thick scales collapsed inward, and the Thunder Beast's massive body flew out, knocking over three of its kind behind it.

Qin Mo stepped into the horde of beasts and unleashed a flurry of punches.

The poisonous lightning spewed by the Thunder Beast struck him, leaving only a few scorch marks.

Each time the five-colored lightning pattern lit up, a lightning beast fell down.

Before half an incense stick had burned, the surrounding area quieted down again.

Luo Zhengnan stared at the thunder beasts covering the ground, his face twitching a few times.

He originally thought Qin Mo would at least be injured, but who knew that this guy didn't even lose his breathing.

Sikong Ji did not look at the corpses.

The purple lightning longbow in her hand was vibrating on its own, the bowstring always pointing deep into the thunder cave.

The thunder from there became more frequent.

The air was also filled with a pure aura of lightning.

With just one breath, the barrier within her body, which was on the verge of loosening, reacted.

"It contains Thunder Marrow."

Sikong Ji raised his hand and pointed forward.

Qin Mo looked in the direction she pointed.

A stone gate covered with thunder patterns blocked the center of the mountain.

Behind the stone gate, layers upon layers of purple lightning stretched out, so intense that even the Qiankun Dharma Eye could not see through them completely.

Luo Hongyao distributed the Purple Lightning Pills to everyone.

Qin Mo walked to the stone gate and pressed his hands against the gate.

The five elements of qi and blood surged into the cracks in the stone, and the heavy stone door slowly opened to both sides.

A deafening thunderclap came crashing down on us.

Sikong Ji was the first to follow.

The others followed Qin Mo and stepped into the core area where the thunder was most concentrated.