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

Very light footsteps came from afar.

The man bypassed the main gate and approached from the stone wall on the side of the camp.

There was no sound when the foot landed.

The newcomer deliberately concealed his aura and did not wear any magical artifacts that could trigger the lightning array.

Qin Mo remained seated in the same spot.

The dark figure stopped ten feet away and raised his hand to take out a palm-sized white jade bottle.

Qin Mo opened his eyes, and the stopper of the white jade bottle was slowly pulled out.

The colorless fragrance spread along the ground and quickly seeped into the stone corridor outside the Thunder Gate.

Qin Mo used his Qiankun Divine Eye to see the face of the man in black.

Sikong Liechuan.

This guy said he would follow orders during the day, but at night, he sneaked over with a sleeping potion.

Qin Mo held his breath, his right hand still resting on the ancient broken sword.

The fragrance seeped into my sleeves and penetrated my veins through my pores.

The Qiankun Transformation Furnace gently turned, absorbing all the medicinal power.

A few small characters appeared on the furnace wall.

Mysterious Yin Albizia Fragrance.

This fragrance can seal off the spiritual sea, leaving one feeling weak in the limbs.

If a cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage inhales even a few breaths, they won't be able to wake up for at least an hour.

Qin Mo released the broken sword and slowly leaned towards the stone wall.

Sikong Liechuan did not approach immediately.

He waited for a full half-stick of incense, then took out a spirit-detecting talisman and stuck it to Qin Mo's chest from a distance.

The talisman was not affected by the true energy and quickly went dark.

Several muffled thuds also came from the outer courtyard of the compound.

The disciples of the Sikong clan responsible for keeping watch fell to the ground one after another.

Someone knocked over the lightning lamp, but no one went to check on it.

The entire mountainside fell silent.

Sikong Liechuan put away the jade bottle.

At that moment, another person walked in from the other end of the stone corridor.

Sikong Henian changed into a black robe and held the clan elder's token in his hand.

He walked past the unconscious members of his tribe without pausing for a moment.

Sikong Henian swept his hand over Qin Mo.

"Are you sure it's fallen?"

Sikong Liechuan shook the spirit-detecting talisman.

"The spiritual energy has stopped, and there's no reaction from the divine sense. A Foundation Establishment cultivator can't withstand the Profound Yin Harmony Incense."

Qin Mo leaned against the stone wall, even suppressing his breathing.

Neither of them noticed anything unusual.

Sikong Liechuan squatted down in front of Qin Mo.

"Weren't you quite talkative during the day? Why aren't you moving now?"

He reached out to take the ancient broken sword.

The moment my fingers touched the hilt of the sword, a sharp pain shot into my palm.

The residual killing intent within the broken sword protected its master, cutting a gash in his fingertip.

Sikong Liechuan quickly stopped.

He stared at the broken sword for a few moments, his lust growing stronger.

"This sword is also a fine piece. After I kill Sikong Ji, the sword will be mine."

Sikong Henian gripped the clan elder's token tightly.

"Let's get down to business first."

Another explosion came from inside the mine room.

The lightning patterns on the stone gate lit up rapidly, and the entire mountainside trembled in response.

Sikong Ji has begun to condense his Nascent Soul.

Once she successfully breaks through to the next level, Sikong Liechuan will have no chance of rising to prominence among the younger generation.

Sikong Henian's lineage will also lose the opportunity to compete for clan power.

The two of them had been waiting for this night.

Sikong Liechuan looked at the tightly closed stone door.

"After she shatters her core, interrupt the lightning formation. The lightning force will backfire, crippling her even if she doesn't die."

Sikong Liechuan pressed his hand against his dantian.

"Once she's dead, I'll dig out her thunder vein essence. Tomorrow, I'll tell the clansmen that Chu Wuming broke into the thunder chamber and killed her in order to steal the Crimson Phoenix Heart Fruit and the Thunder Marrow."

Qin Mo's fingers pressed into his sleeve.

These two not only wanted to kill Sikong Ji, but also planned to pin all the crimes on him.

Sikong Henian walked to the stone gate.

What should be done with his body?

Sikong Liechuan glanced at Qin Mo.

"Throw him into the rift in the secret realm. If his people can't find him, they'll just assume he killed someone and ran away."

Sikong Henian did not speak again.

He pressed the elder's token into the groove on the right side of the stone gate, then took out seven black array nails and drove them into the ground one by one.

The Sikong clan's thunder array was originally intended to block foreign enemies.

However, Sikong Henian had been in charge of the garrison for many years and had already figured out every node of the formation.

After the seven array nails fell, the lightning patterns on the stone gate extinguished one by one.

Inside the Thunder Chamber, Sikong Ji seemed to sense that something was amiss.

A bolt of purple lightning struck the stone gate.

The lightning power on the platform began to spiral out of control.

Qin Mo still did not get up.

He is waiting.

Sikong Henian pulled out the last formation-breaking cone and aimed it at the center of the stone gate.

Once this cone falls, the protective array of the Thunder Chamber will completely collapse.

Sikong Liechuan also took out a thunder blade, preparing to rush in and deliver the final blow.

The formation-breaking cones fell.

Qin Mo opened his eyes at the same time.

He grabbed Sikong Liechuan by the back of the neck and pulled him in front of him.

Before Sikong Liechuan could react, he had already stepped in front of Qin Mo.

Sikong Henian noticed the commotion behind him, turned around and unleashed a lightning blade.

The lightning blade struck Sikong Liechuan squarely in the chest.

The protective spirit armor was torn open on the spot, and blood splattered on the stone door.

Sikong Liechuan opened his mouth and spat out blood.

"Elder, it's me!"

Sikong Henian's face twitched, and he hurriedly withdrew the second lightning blade.

Qin Mo grabbed Sikong Liechuan's belt, swung him around, and smashed him down.

Sikong Henian could only reach out to take it.

Just as he supported Sikong Liechuan with his arms, a tremendous force pressed down on him.

The stone slabs beneath his feet shattered one after another, and he stumbled back three steps.

Qin Mo was already in front of him.

Sikong Henian only saw a fist heading straight for his face.

boom!

The fist struck his left eye.

Sikong Henian tilted his head back, his left eye swelled up instantly, and blood streamed down his beard from his nose.

He carried Sikong Liechuan and crashed into a stone pillar.

The protective true essence of the half-step Nascent Soul cultivator had no effect whatsoever.

Qin Mo shook his hand.

"You murdered me, seized the Thunder Vein, and then pinned the blame on me. You've planned everything perfectly."

Sikong Henian covered his left eye.

"Why weren't you poisoned?"

Qin Mo picked up the Ancient Broken Sword.

"This lousy incense is hardly worthy of being used against me?"

Sikong Liechuan rose from the ground.

His chest was covered in blood, and the muscles in his face were twitching uncontrollably.

He was badly injured by that lightning blade; if this dragged on any longer, he wouldn't even be able to stand.

He took out a dark red pill from his storage ring and swallowed it in one gulp.

As soon as the Exploding Yuan Pill entered his stomach, its violent medicinal power immediately surged through his meridians.

Sikong Liechuan's entire body surged with lightning, and his cultivation level forcibly broke through from the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage to the Half-Step Nascent Soul stage.

He stomped on the ground and punched Qin Mo in the head.

Qin Mo raised his left hand.

He firmly caught Lei Quan.

The lightning on Sikong Liechuan's arm was still exploding, but his fist could not move forward even half an inch.

Qin Mo tightened his grip.

A cracking sound came from the wrist bone.

Sikong Liechuan bent his knees, but before he could retreat, Qin Mo pressed his head down and slammed it heavily into the ground.

boom!

Large sections of the stone slab collapsed.

Sikong Liechuan's face was half-buried in rubble, and his right arm was pinned behind his back by Qin Mo.

Qin Mo stepped on his back.

"Who else is waiting outside to meet us?"

Sikong Liechuan did not answer.

He turned his remaining eye and stared intently at Qin Mo's chest.

The Xuan Yin He Huan Xiang incense failed to bring down Qin Mo.

Even the elder's lightning blade couldn't harm him.

It is absolutely impossible for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to achieve these things using only their physical body.

Sikong Liechuan was convinced that Qin Mo possessed a powerful treasure that could ward off poison and protect his body.

His breathing became more and more rapid, and his fingers secretly reached for the black lightning bolt at his waist.

Sikong Liechuan bit his lip, his mouth full of blood and foam.

"Elder, he relies entirely on the treasures he possesses. Kill him, and all those things will be ours!"