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

Cang Wuyue gritted her teeth and propped herself up.

Qin Mo gripped the hilt of his sword, channeling the five elements of Qi into the blade, and with his second strike, severed the black line behind the rack.

The dungeon collapsed with a deafening roar.

The chains binding Cang Wuyue came undone, and her body swayed as she plummeted into the darkness below.

Qin Mo bent down and reached out, his five elements of qi and blood flowing through the well water, and grabbed her shoulders first.

The next moment, Cang Wuyue opened her eyes.

She sat up from the dark water, her chest heaving violently, her hands instinctively protecting her lower abdomen.

Those eyes still held the murderous intent from the dream, yet her fingertips trembled slightly.

Qin Mo dragged her out of the stone circle and placed her next to Hua Meiniang.

"Don't circulate your internal energy yet."

Qin Mo pressed down on her wrist.

Cang Wuyue ignored him and forcibly mobilized the spiritual power in her dantian.

As soon as the golden energy appeared, it spread through the meridians.

Her face turned pale, and she swayed twice, almost falling back to the ground.

"I can't use my spiritual power."

She looked up at Qin Mo, her voice hoarse.

Qin Mo took out a Qi-Nourishing Pill and placed it in her hand.

"The wounds from the dream are still there, but half a day of rest will do the trick."

Cang Wuyue gripped the pill tightly, refusing to try again.

She looked down at her palm, where the bloodstains left by her fingernails extended all the way to her wrist bone.

Qin Mo turned around and went back to the well.

Luo Xiaoman's dream became even more chaotic.

On the black wasteland, three giant beasts surrounded her, tearing at her relentlessly.

The beast soul pouch on her body had been torn open, and three beast souls were protecting her in front of her, but her figure was becoming fainter and fainter.

Every time the giant beast pounced, a bloody gash would appear on Luo Xiaoman's arm.

Qin Mo did not approach those giant beasts.

He saw four dream threads hidden beneath the wasteland.

The ancient broken sword slashed across the ground repeatedly, its light penetrating the soil, and all four dream threads snapped simultaneously.

The three-headed beast lost its support and its body dissipated into black mist.

Luo Xiaoman's body went limp as Qin Mo pulled her out of the well.

Even after landing, she was still waving her hands, palms facing the air, and repeatedly shouting unintelligible words.

Qin Mo patted her shoulder, and she slowly opened her eyes.

His sleeves were soaked in blood, and claw marks on his arms stretched all the way up to his shoulders.

Luo Xiaoman looked down at her wound, tears welling up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

"Where is my beast soul?"

She gripped Qin Mo's clothes.

Qin Mo glanced at her waist.

"They're all here, put them away first."

Luo Xiaoman hurriedly reached for the Beast Soul Bag.

The bag had a tear, but the three Soul Jade pieces inside were still glowing.

She let go, leaning against the rock, too weak to even lift her arm.

On the other side, Luo Hongyao had already removed the silver needles from her wrist bone.

Her forehead was covered in sweat as she pressed her fingers against the edge of the stone circle, using the medicinal power of the silver needles to gradually clear the dream energy from her soul.

Luo Zhengnan also climbed out of the black water.

He had barely steadied himself when his legs gave way and his obese body crashed into the stone wall.

"Take care of them first."

Luo Hongyao glanced at Qin Mo.

Qin Mo nodded, not wasting any time.

Hua Meiniang was the most seriously injured.

After Qin Mo carried her out of the Dream Well, the bleeding in her chest had stopped, but the cracks in her meridians were still spreading towards her dantian.

Qin Mo probed into her consciousness and discovered that the spiritual energy within her body would dissipate from the crack after only half a cycle.

If this continues, even the Golden Core will be damaged.

Qin Mo took out the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill from his storage ring, pinched Hua Meiniang's chin, and fed the pill into her mouth.

After the effects of the medicine wore off, he sat cross-legged behind her, placing his palms against her back.

The Qiankun Transformation Furnace rotates deep within the dantian.

A surge of cosmic energy erupted, first protecting Hua Meiniang's dantian, then advancing upwards along the broken meridians.

With each patch of the tear, Hua Meiniang's body would twitch, and cold sweat would break out on her forehead.

Qin Mo's face gradually turned pale.

The internal energy within the furnace rapidly decreased.

The medicinal power of the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill kept surging, and as soon as one section of the meridian was reconnected, another section would become loose again.

Qin Mo could only invigorate his Qi and blood to suppress the scattered medicinal power back down.

Two full hours later, the meridians in Hua Meiniang's body were finally connected.

Her breathing became much more steady.

Qin Mo withdrew his hand; his sleeves were already soaked with sweat.

"You saved me again."

Hua Meiniang opened her eyes and gently gripped the front of her clothes with her fingers.

Qin Mo took out a bottle of water and placed it next to her.

"Speak less and continue to recover."

Hua Meiniang looked at him, and finally closed her eyes.

Sikong Ji was the last to wake up.

When she sat up from the ground, the purple lightning had returned to normal.

She checked her spiritual sense and dantian, confirming there were no wounds, but her brows slowly furrowed.

"I haven't reached the end of the dream yet."

Sikong Ji touched the Purple Lightning Longbow beside him.

Qin Mo was bandaging Luo Xiaoman's wounds without even looking up.

"As long as I get out alive, that's enough."

"That well ruined my chance."

Sikong Ji gripped the bowstring, his fingertips pausing for a moment.

Qin Mo glanced at her.

"If you want to go back, I'll take you inside now."

Sikong Ji immediately loosened his grip.

She didn't say anything more, but simply put the longbow back behind her.

Half a day later, the water level in the black well finally dropped.

Cang Wuyue and Luo Xiaoman can walk normally, but they cannot mobilize their spiritual power.

Hua Meiniang's meridians have been repaired, but her body is still very weak.

The Luo siblings regained their mobility, but Luo Zhengnan's face remained pale.

The stone steps leading to heaven ahead lit up with white light.

Qin Mo helped Hua Meiniang and led the group to the entrance of the stone steps.

Before I even stepped onto the first step, I heard footsteps ahead.

Five cultivators dressed in Xiao Clan armor emerged from behind the stone pillar. The leader was burly, with a black short robe draped over his shoulders and a thick-backed sword hanging at his waist.

He raised his hand to stop the crowd.

"Chu Wuming, the road ends here."

Qin Mo stopped in his tracks.

The man took two steps forward and his gaze fell on Luo Xiaoman.

Luo Xiaoman's face was pale, and her arms were still wrapped in blood-stained strips of cloth. She was unable to summon the three beast souls.

Xiao Chengyue twitched the corner of his mouth.

"The beast soul was destroyed, and the beast itself became a cripple. Capturing such a piece of trash back to the Xiao family would be perfect for using as a beast-taming furnace."

Luo Xiaoman's hand rested on the hilt of the knife, her knuckles trembling slightly.

She is currently unable to circulate her spiritual power, and even drawing her sword has become difficult.

Cang Wuyue stepped in front of her, but as soon as he raised his shoulder, a sharp pain shot through his abdomen.

She grunted and took a half step back.

Qin Mo reached out to support her and handed Hua Meiniang to Sikong Ji.

"You are Xiao Chengyue?"

Xiao Chengyue raised his chin.

"Commander of the Xiao Clan's Battle Hall"

He glanced at the ancient broken sword at Qin Mo's waist, his eyes revealing lust.

"Hand over the seven flying swords and the Azure Dragon Ancestor's Token. You might be spared your lives."

Qin Mo's hand landed on the hilt of the sword.

"What if I don't pay?"

Xiao Chengyue took a step forward, scattering stone chips everywhere under his feet.

"Then I'll take you all back."

Luo Xiaoman bit her lip, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

Qin Mo turned to the side, blocking her view.

Say that sentence again.

Xiao Chengyue was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

The aura he sensed from Qin Mo was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and there was no spiritual energy fluctuation among the people around him.

With such cultivation level, how dare they openly provoke a Golden Core cultivator?

"I said, once we capture her, she will become the beast-taming furnace for the Xiao family."

Xiao Chengyue raised his hand and pointed at Luo Xiaoman.

Qin Mo loosened the hilt of his sword and beckoned to him with his finger.

"Dare to stand here and let me punch you?"

Xiao Chengyue's smile vanished.

The next moment, Jin Xing's true essence surged out of his body, causing the entire stone steps to vibrate and creak.

Golden energy enveloped his arms, and a heavy pressure pressed down on all sides. Luo Zhengnan immediately bent over, and Sikong Ji also raised his hand to protect Hua Meiniang.

Xiao Chengyue stared at Qin Mo, then stomped his foot heavily.

"A Foundation Establishment cultivator dares to put on airs in front of me!"

The stone steps exploded.

Xiao Chengyue, enveloped in golden true essence, rushed towards Qin Mo, his fist aimed straight for his face.