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

The soil continued to collapse under the pressure of the black gold seal. Sikong Ji raised his bow to block it, and lightning shot up along the bow, holding the seal firmly in place.

Seizing the opportunity, Cang Lingxiao darted out close to the ground, his black blade bypassing the lightning and aiming straight for Sikong Ji's nape.

At the same moment, Cang Jin raised his left arm, and several thin, black needles popped out from his wrist guard.

There was no spiritual energy fluctuation on the needle. After passing through the lightning curtain, it went straight for Sikong Ji's shoulder and back.

Sikong Ji noticed the movement behind him and immediately channeled his lightning energy into the bow.

As soon as the three poisoned needles approached her protective lightning, the bowstring vibrated on its own.

Clang!

The needle was deflected by the lightning and turned to crash into Cang Jin.

Cang Jin's expression changed, and he hurriedly dodged to the side.

Two poisoned needles grazed his armor, while the other pierced his left shoulder.

"Try your own food too."

Sikong Ji twisted his body to avoid the black blade, and purple lightning gathered in his right fist.

Cang Jin pulled out the poison needle and was about to use his true energy to suppress the poison when Sikong Ji punched him in front of him.

The fist landed, and the thunderous sound rolled across the ground.

Azure Ash's armor dented instantly, and his body was sent flying backward, crashing into several rocks before coming to a stop.

Cang Lingxiao's strike missed its mark, the blade embedding itself in the ground.

He turned around, and the black gold seal slammed down on Sikong Ji once more.

Sikong Ji raised her hand and grabbed the bottom of the seal. The ground beneath her feet cracked open, but the poison wound on her shoulder slowed her movements by half a beat.

A ruthless glint appeared in Cang Lingxiao's eyes. He pressed down with his five fingers, and black blade energy slashed down along the edge of the seal.

Sikong Jisong released the seal, slid his body to the side, and the blade's energy grazed her sleeve as it fell to the ground.

She kicked Cang Lingxiao in the chest.

The Azure Dragon Reverse Scale Armor glowed with dark blue dragon patterns, but it still couldn't withstand the power of the lightning.

Cang Lingxiao's chest armor plates shattered one after another, and he tumbled and crashed into the mountain wall.

The mountain wall was hit and a large crater was carved out.

Sikong Ji did not pursue them, but instead raised his bow and locked Cang Jin in place.

Cang Jin clutched his shoulder as the poison seeped into his meridians through the wound.

He saw Sikong Ji's gaze, then turned and fled into the distance.

"Trying to leave?"

Sikong Ji drew back the bowstring, and the lightning arrow pierced the air and caught up.

Cang Jin hurriedly summoned his protective dragon shield, but the lightning arrow pierced through it and embedded itself in the armor on his back.

He coughed up blood and used the force to rush into the forest.

On the other side, Cang Lingxiao crawled up from the rubble, his breastplate cracked, and his breathing was disordered.

He glanced at Sikong Ji, then at the routing troops, raised his hand to retrieve the black gold seal, and turned to flee south.

The disciples of the Azure Dragon Sect were all stunned.

Their leader had already fled, so how could they dare to stay?

Cang Lingxiao fled dozens of feet away, but Sikong Ji did not pursue him.

Her lightning arrow had already locked onto Cang Jin, and her figure transformed into lightning, chasing down along the valley.

Shen Ruoyan stood up, supporting herself with the broken sword, and glanced at the remaining disciples of the Azure Dragon Sect and Heavenly Pill Pavilion.

"Don't let any of them escape."

Her voice wasn't loud, but the flying sword in her hand shot out first.

Hua Meiniang raised her sleeve, and dozens of invisible wind blades swept across the ground.

The Azure Dragon Sect disciple who was blocking the way had just raised his magic weapon when his body was sliced ​​open by the wind blades, and blood flowed into the ditch along with the rubble.

Luo Xiaoman let out a low shout, and a huge phantom of a ferocious beast rushed out from behind her.

The beastly shadow opened its mouth and pounced down, biting a Golden Core cultivator to pieces, armor and all.

Luo Xiaoman swung her fist and chased after another cultivator, smashing it into the ground, creating a deep pit.

Cang Wuyue stood guard beside Shen Ruoyan, the Ancestral Token in his palm glowing with dragon patterns.

Several Core Formation beasts charged into the crowd, their sharp claws tearing through the protective aura, their screams echoing across the hillside.

The disciples of Tiandan Pavilion unleashed their alchemy furnaces in retaliation, but Hua Meiniang raised her hand and unleashed wind blades that converged from all sides.

The alchemy furnace was cut in two, and the flames spilled onto its master.

The man had only rolled a few steps when he was trampled into the mud by the beast shadow summoned by Luo Xiaoman.

Shen Ruoyan's flying sword pierced through the brow of the last Canglong Sect disciple.

The hillside finally quieted down.

Su Qingyi sat leaning against the broken rocks. Her black hair had mostly recovered, but her face was still bloodless.

She swallowed a healing pill and waited until her breathing stabilized before standing up.

Shen Ruoyan quickly supported her arm.

Su Qingyi withdrew her hand and picked up the broken sword.

"You're too badly injured to walk alone."

Shen Ruoyan frowned.

Su Qingyi looked at the distant mountains: "The Heavenly Embryo Fruit is almost ripe, I'll go get it."

She paused for a moment, her voice remaining calm.

"You all stay here and wait for Qin Mo to return."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the mountain path to the north.

The ends of his white hair swept across the muddy ground and quickly disappeared into the mist.

Hua Meiniang looked in the direction she left and lowered her voice: "She's still thinking about that fruit."

Shen Ruoyan did not answer, but simply put away the broken sword and led her men to clean up the battlefield.

At the other end of the valley, Qin Mo followed Xiao Qinghuang into the depths of the cave.

Xiao Qinghuang's sword energy was still locked on the back of his neck.

"Don't try anything funny."

Qin Mo raised his hand and pushed aside the vines blocking his path: "There are sounds of fighting inside."

As soon as he finished speaking, a heavy impact came from deep within the cave.

The stone walls trembled continuously, the sound of water mingled with the roars of beasts, and even the broken bones underfoot seemed to bounce.

Xiao Qinghuang stopped and extended her divine sense forward.

The cave was filled with a heavy yin energy, and divine sense was blocked as soon as it entered ten feet.

She raised her sword and pressed it against Qin Mo's back, forcing him to continue walking.

After passing through a narrow stone path, a wide cave suddenly appeared ahead.

Qin Mo paused in his steps.

In the center of the cave lay more than a dozen corpses, while the remaining cultivators were fighting fiercely around two ferocious beasts.

Sword light, flames, and water columns collided, and rubble continued to fall from the rocky top.

Both ferocious beasts have the bodies of dragons.

The one on the left is pure white, with water vapor condensing on its scales. Its long tail sweeps across the ground, causing waves to surge throughout the cave.

The one on the right has reddish-black scales, and flames are burning beneath its belly.

It opened its mouth and spewed out a column of fire, which evaporated the water waves as soon as they approached into scalding white mist.

Water and fire, two opposing forces, clashed and interacted within the cave.

Qin Mo activated his Qiankun Dharma Eye, his gaze passing over the fighting crowd and landing behind the two ferocious dragons.

There grows a strange flower there.

The flower stem pierces into the black rock crevice, its roots coiled with yin and yang-colored air currents.

The snow-white petals absorb moisture, while the crimson petals exhale fire. Each time the flower's center opens and closes, the yin and yang energies within the cave change accordingly.

Xiao Qinghuang also saw the flower.

Her sword tip left Qin Mo's back, her gaze fixed firmly on the flower.

"What is that?"

Qin Mo did not answer immediately.

The Qiankun Transformation Furnace vibrated spontaneously deep within the dantian, and the light patterns on the furnace wall gradually lit up.

Qin Mo raised his hand and pressed it against his chest to suppress the noise of the stove.

"It must be valuable to have two Nascent Soul stage ferocious dragons guarding it."

Xiao Qinghuang turned her head to the side: "You want to steal it?"

Qin Mo gazed at the center of the cave, where five-colored qi and blood had quietly gathered in his palm.

"Since we're here, we should take something with us."

As soon as the words were spoken, the snow-white ferocious dragon opened its mouth and spat out a column of water, while the red-black ferocious dragon simultaneously raised its claws and slapped down.

The collision of water and fire caused the entire cave to shake violently.

The cultivators who were besieging the ferocious dragon were scattered in all directions, their blood spilling in front of the strange flower.

Both dragons raised their heads at the same time, their scarlet eyes locking onto Qin Mo and Xiao Qinghuang at the cave entrance.