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

The folding fan in Lei Qianyao's hand stopped in mid-air.

After Sikong Ji's cold laugh, the atmosphere on the hillside changed.

She remained standing at the back of the crowd, her purple lightning longbow hanging at her side, the lightning patterns on the bow already fully lit up.

Lei Qianyao stared at her, the smile on his face fading slightly.

"Who are you trying to impress with that bow? Drop it, kneel down and admit your mistake, and I might spare your life."

Lei Qianyao closed the folding fan, tapping the fan ribs against his palm.

Hua Meiniang raised her hand to wipe the blood from her mouth and laughed.

"You need to protect your own legs first before you try to teach others to kneel."

Lei Qianyao's face darkened.

Cang Wuyue gripped the Ancestral Master's Token in her sleeve, then spoke: "Are all the people in the Heavenly Pill Pavilion this stupid? They think they're invincible just because they're standing on the spirit boat?"

"You guys are quite the talkers."

Lei Qianyao raised his hand, and five lightning bolts fell from the spirit boat.

Xu Qingqing's shoulders tensed, and she immediately held the short ruler horizontally in front of her.

Shen Ruoyan was already injured, but she still stood in front of Su Qingyi.

Luo Xiaoman clenched her fists, and the soil beneath her feet cracked.

Cang Lingxiao raised his sword to block Lei Suo.

"Take Su Qingyi first."

Cang Lingxiao twisted his neck, and the dragon patterns on his armor lit up inch by inch.

He stared at the long, snow-white hair, his tone contemptuous: "The power gained by burning away your foundation won't last long. Kneel down, and I'll leave you a whole corpse."

Su Qingyi held the sword tip down, her snow-white hair clinging to her shoulders and back.

She didn't respond.

The sword suddenly rose up.

The wind on the hillside was sliced ​​open by the sword intent, and mud and rocks slid down along both sides of the sword's edge.

Su Qingyi took a step forward, and her figure had already left the spot.

Cang Lingxiao swung his sword to block.

The blade clashed with the longsword, the metallic clang echoing across the hillside.

Su Qingyi took a half step back from the collision, then turned around and circled behind Cang Lingxiao.

Just as Cang Lingxiao was about to turn around, the sword light had already passed beneath the dragon shadow.

The dark blue dragon shadow was pierced by the sword's edge, and the sword energy pierced into Cang Lingxiao's body through the gaps in the armor plates.

Cang Lingxiao stopped moving.

His protective spiritual energy was cut open by the sword energy, causing his internal organs to tremble and his life force to plummet.

The sword energy was still circulating in the meridians, and wherever it passed, all spiritual energy dissipated.

Shen Ruoyan steadied herself against the rocks and looked up.

Su Qingyi's sword finally wounded him.

Cang Lingxiao looked down at his chest; the blood flowing from the wound had stained his inner armor black.

He reached out and grabbed the sword, his arm muscles tightening as he wedged the longsword between his ribs.

Su Qingyi failed to draw her sword, so she immediately loosened her grip on the hilt and retreated.

Cang Lingxiao raised his right fist.

"It's too late to leave."

The Azure Dragon Overlord Fist was unleashed.

The force of the punch shattered the rocks, and the sword energy in front of Su Qingyi dissipated on the spot.

She crossed her arms to protect her chest, and was sent flying, crashing through several old trees before finally landing on the edge of the hillside.

Shen Ruoyan gritted her teeth and rushed over despite her injuries.

"Qingyi!"

She had just reached out her hand when Su Qingyi had already stood up by supporting herself on the ground.

Her long, snow-white hair was scattered on the side of her face, and blood dripped from the corner of her mouth.

She still held half of the sword hilt in her hand, while the other half of her natal flying sword had already fallen into Cang Lingxiao's hands.

Cang Lingxiao clenched his five fingers.

He forcefully broke the sword in two.

Su Qingyi swayed, her divine sense suffered a backlash, and her face became even paler.

She remained silent, only gripping the broken sword even tighter.

"Senior sister, stop moving."

Xu Qingqing pressed down on Shen Ruoyan's arm.

Shen Ruoyan shook her off and was about to step forward, but was stopped by Hua Meiniang.

Hua Meiniang stared at Cang Lingxiao, her voice low: "He's waiting for you to cause trouble."

Cang Lingxiao pulled the long sword out of his body and casually threw it into the mud.

The wound was still bleeding, but he had already stood up straight.

The chaotic sword energy within his body was forcibly suppressed, and the cyan-black dragon shadow coiled back onto its armor.

"Arrest them all."

Cang Lingxiao raised his sword and pointed it at the women.

"Take them back to the base and seal their cultivation first. Interrogate anyone who refuses to talk one by one. Don't treat their wounds. Stop when they give in."

The disciples of the Azure Dragon Sect responded in unison, and their magical artifacts pressed down on the hillside simultaneously.

Several cultivators walked towards Luo Xiaoman, their eyes fixed on her, uttering filthy words.

Luo Xiaoman raised her fist and was about to rush out.

Cang Wuyue grabbed her wrist.

"Don't let them lead you astray."

Cang Wuyue stared ahead; the Ancestral Master's Token had already been put back into her storage bag.

Her palm was pressed against the opening of the bag, and her body was very tense.

Luo Xiaoman's chest heaved as she stared intently at the approaching cultivators.

Hua Meiniang raised her sleeve, and several blood needles slid into her palm.

"Anyone who dares to touch her, I'll gouge out their eyes first."

Hua Meiniang flicked her wrist, and all the blood needles pointed forward.

Lei Qianyao smiled again as he watched this scene.

"Still dare to threaten people? Take them all onto the spirit boat and deal with them slowly."

Lei Qianyao leaned back against the ship's railing.

Cang Lingxiao lifted his foot and walked towards Su Qingyi.

"You're first."

Su Qingyi raised the broken sword, the tip pointing at his throat.

The burning blood and qi were still supporting her within her body, and her cultivation level began to decline, but her sword intent remained gathered around the sword.

Cang Lingxiao stopped ten feet away and raised the black gold seal.

"If you do it again, you won't even be able to keep the hand that's holding the sword."

Su Qingyi looked at him, her snow-white hair scattering in the wind.

The last ounce of sword energy within her body rushed toward the broken sword.

Shen Ruoyan's expression changed.

"Qingyi, stop!"

Su Qingyi still did not respond.

She stepped across the muddy ground, her broken sword thrusting straight at Cang Lingxiao's chest.

This time, Cang Lingxiao did not swing his sword.

He stood still, letting the sword pierce the dragon's shadow.

The sword light pierced through the protective spiritual energy and struck the chest armor with a heavy thud.

The Azure Dragon Reverse Scale Armor blocked the sword's edge.

Su Qingyi's arm trembled, and the tip of the sword could no longer advance.

Su Qingyi's shoulder made a soft cracking sound.

She raised her knee to strike Cang Lingxiao in the abdomen, but Cang Lingxiao dodged to the side, his other hand already clenched into a fist.

Shen Ruoyan forcefully activated her flying sword.

"Let her go!"

Shen Ruoyan raised her hand, and her flying sword slashed towards Cang Lingxiao's arm.

Cang Lingxiao turned around and threw a punch.

The Azure Dragon Overlord Fist struck again.

Su Qingyi was sent flying backward by the force of the punch, and the hand on her shoulder loosened its grip.

She fell heavily to the ground, the broken sword slipping from her hand and rolling several feet away.

Shen Ruoyan's flying sword was deflected by the force of the punch, and the blade struck the rocks, breaking into several pieces on the spot.

Cang Lingxiao did not pursue.

He looked up and swept his gaze over the group of women, his anger barely contained.

"Now, who still wants to resist?"

No one answered.

Sikong Ji stood at the very back, his Purple Lightning Longbow already raised.

She glanced at Su Qingyi who had fallen to the ground, then looked at Hua Meiniang, Cang Wuyue, and Luo Xiaoman who were surrounded.

The lightning on the bowstring grew thicker and thicker, and the nearby air crackled under the pressure of the electric current.

She had been keeping Lei Yuan hidden, allowing the Azure Dragon Sect and the Heavenly Pill Pavilion to test each other.

But Cang Lingxiao destroyed Su Qingyi's natal flying sword and planned to take everyone away to torture them.

Lei Qianyao kept urging them on from the side, treating them as objects to be disposed of at will.

Sikong Ji raised his eyes.

"Have you said enough?"

Sikong Jisong drew the bowstring.

The purple lightning arrow shot out, and a burst of lightning suddenly lit up the hillside.