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

The moment Su Qingyi's hand touched the fruit stem, the ebony short cane behind her was raised.

"Saintess Su, take your hand back."

The woman in black robes stood ten feet away, her gray mask covering most of her face.

Her voice was not loud, but the tip of her short staff was already glowing with blood.

Su Qingyi gripped the broken sword and turned around.

"Ji Hongxiao".

She recognized the other person.

Ji Hongxiao was once a disciple of Yunyu Palace, but later betrayed the sect and took away many of the sect's secret treasures.

That ebony staff was the thing she stole from the Cloud Rain Palace's treasure pavilion.

"You have a good memory."

Ji Hongxiao stepped through the mud and water, aiming her short staff at the Heavenly Child Fruit in Su Qingyi's hand.

"Give me the fruit, and I'll let you live."

Su Qingyi glanced at the fruit trees, then looked at the mountain path behind her.

There's no one there.

Ji Hongxiao dared to appear alone, which must mean she had some tricks up her sleeve.

Suddenly, a woman's laughter emanated from the ebony staff; her voice was hoarse and filled with resentment.

"Su Qingyi, I didn't expect you to still be alive."

Su Qingyi's gaze darkened.

She recognized that voice too.

Tang Mei.

The elder who once betrayed Yunyu Palace had long since lost his physical body, leaving only a wisp of his soul residing in the ebony staff.

"Back then, you joined forces to destroy my physical body, and I couldn't even leave behind my nascent soul."

Tang Mei's remnant soul emanated from the staff, saying, "Today, you'll pay me with your life. Perfect."

Ji Hongxiao did not turn around, but directly raised her short cane.

"She's mine."

"Are you worthy?"

Su Qingyi stomped her foot, and the Sword Intent of Forgetfulness surged out along the broken sword.

Her cultivation level had just dropped, and her injuries had not yet healed, but her sword intent remained sharp.

A long gash appeared in the mud ahead, and several sword energies shot straight toward Ji Hongxiao.

Ji Hongxiao dodged to the side, her ebony staff slamming heavily onto the ground.

The blood-red lines spread along the soil, covering an area of ​​several feet in the blink of an eye.

The spiritual energy beneath Su Qingyi's feet immediately became sluggish, and a dull pain came from her chest.

Tang Mei's remnant soul seized the opportunity to let out a shrill laugh.

"You've cultivated the Forgetfulness Technique to this state, and you really think you can hold on?"

Su Qingyi did not respond.

She slashed her sword at the ground, the sword energy severing the blood patterns, and then used the recoil to propel herself toward the Heavenly Embryo Fruit.

Ji Hongxiao was prepared. She swept her short staff horizontally, and the blood-red light transformed into several chains that wrapped around Su Qingyi's waist and abdomen.

Su Qingyi twisted her body to dodge two of them, but the third one grazed her shoulder, tearing her clothes on the spot.

She endured the pain from her wound, gripped the fruit stem with her five fingers, and pulled hard.

The Heavenly Child Fruit is separated from the Spirit Tree.

The moment she touched the fruit, all the stretch marks on her arm lit up, and spiritual energy rushed into her body through her arm.

Using this force to suppress her injuries, Su Qingyi turned and rushed out of the valley.

"Stop her!"

Ji Hongxiao spoke sharply, and the blood-red chains chased after Su Qingyi.

Tang Mei, within the ebony staff, also activated her remnant soul, and the cold soul power transformed into a large net, covering Su Qingyi's back.

Su Qingyi turned around and drew her sword.

The sword intent of forgetting the heart burst forth from the broken sword, directly cleaving through the soul net.

She kept moving, stepping on the rocks and rushing dozens of feet away, her white clothes quickly being obscured by the mist.

Ji Hongxiao chased after him to the mouth of the valley, but suddenly stopped.

There was a person standing in front of me.

Xiao Wu'e was wearing black armor, and his aura had completely changed.

The pressure of the Nascent Soul cultivator pressed down on the entire valley, even freezing the surrounding mist in mid-air.

He raised his hand to block Su Qingyi's path.

Su Qingyi stopped in her tracks, holding the broken sword horizontally in front of her.

"Xiao Wu'e, you've actually reached the Nascent Soul stage."

Xiao Wu'e looked down at her, his palm reaching towards the Heavenly Fetal Fruit.

"Give me the fruit."

Su Qingyi did not move.

Xiao Wu'e's eyes darkened, and his Nascent Soul power transformed into a giant palm, pressing down from above.

Su Qingyi swung her sword to meet the attack, but the sword energy was crushed by the giant palm as soon as it shot out three zhang.

She bent her knees, causing the ground beneath her feet to crack, and blood immediately seeped from the corner of her mouth.

"You're out of strength."

Xiao Wu'e clenched his five fingers together. "Hand over the item, and I might spare your life."

Su Qingyi looked up at him, her hand clenching the fruit tightly.

"You're dreaming."

Anger flashed across Xiao Wu'e's face as his giant hand continued to press down.

Su Qingyi's broken sword slipped from her hand, and her body was firmly pressed to the ground by the Nascent Soul's magical power.

The Heavenly Child Fruit rolled out of her hand and was taken away by Xiao Wu'e from a distance.

Xiao Wu'e put away the fruit and turned to leave.

Ji Hongxiao stood behind him, staring at the fruit in his hand, her expression changing.

"Senior Xiao, I discovered this thing first."

Xiao Wu'e stopped, without even turning his head.

"Do you have a problem with that?"

Ji Hongxiao's lips moved slightly, but she finally lowered her head.

"no."

Su Qingyi stood up, supporting herself with the broken sword; her spiritual energy was in complete disarray.

Just as she was about to chase after him, a loud bang suddenly came from above.

The entire sky cracked open.

A black slit stretched across the sky from afar, tearing space into large folds.

The mountains and rivers in the secret realm trembled simultaneously, rocks rolled down the mountain walls, and screams of cultivators came from afar.

Xiao Wu'e looked up and saw the Heavenly Embryo Fruit in his hand hovering in mid-air.

A large amount of demonic energy surged out from the black crevice.

The demonic energy fell into the mountains and forests, and the spirit beasts on the ground first stopped, then their bodies began to twist.

The antlers grew wildly, fangs pierced from its mouth, and its once clear eyes turned dark red.

A spirit deer turned and charged at Xiao Wu'e.

Xiao Wu'e raised his hand and smashed its head, but the demonic energy dissipated from the blood mist and continued to surge in all directions.

Something bigger is squeezing in from behind the crack.

The palace gates first opened through dark gaps, followed by the towering, pitch-black main hall.

The temple gate was covered with demonic runes, and dozens of dried-up corpses hung in front of it.

The massive demon palace pressed into the secret realm, and the mountains were directly crushed by the palace's base.

Above the Demon Palace, Yu Linglong stood facing the wind.

She wore a blood-red robe and held a magic lamp in her hand.

The demonic energy spread out from beneath her feet, rushing along the mountains and rivers into the distance.

"Yu Linglong, the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Demon Sect".

Xiao Wu'e stared at her, his expression turning ugly.

Yu Linglong ignored the crowd below and looked up into the depths of the secret realm.

There, a white jade platform rises from the earth.

There were no cultivators or array flags around the high platform.

Large swathes of celestial patterns floated on the table, their light spreading across the void.

A female immortal figure stood in the center of the jade platform.

She was dressed in a plain-colored long dress, her face obscured, and she raised her hand to press against the crack in the sky.

The expanding black crack was forcibly suppressed.

The shattered space began to close, and the demonic energy surging into the secret realm was also cut off.

Yu Linglong raised the magic lamp, and low footsteps echoed from the depths of the Demon Palace.

The palace doors opened by themselves.

A hand covered in black armor reached out from inside the hall, its five fingers pressing through the void, drawing in all the demonic energy of the secret realm.

The towering, demonic figure stepped out of the palace gate, its weight pressing down on the mountains.

She looked up at the Jade Platform Fairy Shadow, her voice echoing throughout the entire secret realm.

"You can seal the Heavenly Gate, but can you seal me off?"

Xianying did not answer, but continued to press her palm down.

The demonic figure raised its arm, and a torrent of demonic energy crashed into the celestial light.

One stood on the jade platform, and the other stood in front of the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons.

The celestial and demonic figures confronted each other across the shattered sky, causing the entire ancient immortal realm to tremble once more.