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

Just as Qin Mo was reshaping the Nine-Turn Breakthrough Pill in the Remnant Pill Pavilion, Su Qingyi almost bumped into him.

He never dreamed that Su Qingyi, the high and mighty Holy Maiden of Yunyu Palace, would be chased all the way here, and in her panic, she would run into the Remnant Pill Valley and even break into the Remnant Pill Pavilion where he was.

The men who pursued her had incredibly powerful backgrounds.

This guy named Cang Juekong is the grandson of Cang Hai, the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Canglong Sect, the son of the Dragon Sect Master, the nephew of the Great Elder Cang Xuan, and the younger brother of the Holy Son of the Canglong Sect.

So what?

"Ouch, that hurts!"

Wearing a black iron mask, Qin Mo pressed his palm down, and the Qiankun Transformation Furnace floated out, as he walked out of the Remnant Pill Pavilion, where the pill poison was surging.

"this……"

Su Qingyi's eyes flashed with surprise when she saw this scene.

This person is actually not afraid of erysipelas?

"receive!"

Qin Mo spoke softly.

In the blink of an eye, the poison permeating the Remnant Pill Pavilion was completely swallowed up by the ancient bronze furnace he held in his palm. In the blink of an eye, not a single wisp of poisonous mist remained in the pavilion.

"A magical artifact that can devour poisonous pills? No, this isn't just a spiritual artifact, it's a divine artifact!"

Cang Juekong had just struggled to his feet when he witnessed this scene, and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

In his shock, he choked on another mouthful of blood.

"Hand over that cauldron, and I might spare your life!"

Cang Juekong grinned maliciously at Qin Mo, his mouth full of blood and foam.

This is a magical artifact.

Even if the Azure Dragon Sect mobilized all its resources, it would only have one incomplete divine weapon, not even a single intact one.

"Want it? Here you go."

After Qin Mo finished speaking, he threw the Transformation Furnace directly at Cang Juekong.

Overjoyed, Cang Juekong ignored the pain in his half-body and rushed over to hug him tightly.

Su Qingyi was immediately startled.

This person must truly fear the power of the Azure Dragon Sect, so he handed over such a treasure to save his life.

Cang Juekong's background is indeed terrifying.

His grandfather, Cang Hai, was a Nascent Soul ancestor of the Canglong Sect, and the Nascent Soul realm was considered top-tier combat power in the entire Eastern Continent cultivation world.

Apart from the Taixu Immortal Sect and the Xiao Family, which have Nascent Soul Ancestors in charge, the sects with Nascent Soul cultivators as their backers are in the strongest tier.

Moreover, Canghai has been at the Nascent Soul stage for over several hundred years, and no one can be sure how profound this old monster's cultivation has become.

Cang Juekong also thought that the masked guy was frightened.

But the moment his hands touched the furnace, he felt as if he were carrying a mountain, his bones creaking and he couldn't support himself at all.

"Thump!"

The chemical reactor crashed to the ground, pinning his lower body underneath.

"this……"

Su Qingyi stared blankly at Cang Juekong, who had been crushed to death by the divine cauldron.

Cang Juekong let out a miserable howl, desperately pushing with both hands.

The furnace body pressed down like a mountain, and no matter how much he tried to activate it, the cauldron didn't even shake.

"Damn it... hurry up and put this broken cauldron back..."

Cang Juekong was in so much pain that his voice became hoarse, and he had lost all feeling in his lower body.

"Didn't you want a tripod? Now that I've given it to you, you complain it's too heavy. Is that my fault?"

Qin Mo walked up to Cang Juekong and looked down at him.

Taking advantage of the moment, Su Qingyi glanced around, reached out a hand from the storage bag at Cang Juekong's waist, precisely took out a jade bottle, uncorked it, and gulped down the antidote inside.

"..."

Qin Mo caught a glimpse of this scene and cursed under his breath.

This woman is indeed shrewd; she solved her own problem without being reminded.

As the medicinal power circulated, the meridians in Su Qingyi's body, which had been sealed by the Dispersing Incense, quickly regained their smooth flow, and her cultivation level at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm returned to its original state in a short time.

"Let me go! Do you even know who I am, who my father is...?"

Cang Jue Kong roared at Qin Mo.

"Know……"

Qin Mo tilted his head slightly. "You just recited your family tree."

"Knowing that, why aren't you letting me go?"

Cang Juekong was furious.

"The stupid things raised by the Azure Dragon Sect are getting worse with each generation."

Qin Mo sighed, his tone full of disdain.

"Who exactly are you, and why are you in the Remnant Pill Pavilion?!"

Su Qingyi, having recovered her cultivation, stared coldly at Qin Mo.

She always felt that this person had a certain familiar aura about him.

The look in her eyes was exactly like that of her dumped, good-for-nothing ex-fiancé.

But it could never be him.

Qin Mo, with his mixed spiritual roots of the five elements, was a useless person at the first level of Qi Refining. How could he possibly have accomplished these things?

Who I am is none of your business!

Qin Mo's voice was icy cold.

"you……"

Su Qingyi frowned. Her body, which had just recovered its cultivation, was still a little unsteady, and she almost fell over due to her weak legs.

"Judging from your appearance, the residual poison from the Dispersing Incense hasn't been completely cleared away yet, has it? Kneel down and beg me, and I'll help you remove the remaining poison."

Qin Mo spoke casually.

Su Qingyi's gaze turned even colder.

"Buzz!"

Just then, a muffled ringing sound, loud enough to shatter eardrums, came from the top of Yunyu Mountain.

Above the sky, the Azure Dragon Seal burst forth with dazzling spiritual light.

"roar!"

A phantom image of a colossal azure dragon, capable of blotting out the sun, appeared high in the sky, its roar echoing across the heavens.

The entire Cloud Rain Mountain trembled three times.

A terrifying aura swept down from all sides.

Qin Mo looked up.

A huge protective barrier of spiritual light descended from the sky, firmly enveloping the entire Hehuan Mountain.

At the same time, array flags lit up on several peaks around the mountain, with dense array patterns pouring out from the flags.

"Haha... The Azure Dragon Locking Heaven Formation has been activated! You're all finished..."

Cang Jue Kong laughed wildly until he coughed up blood.

Qin Mo's gaze darkened.

"Not a single disciple of the Cloud Rain Palace will be spared!"

A cold voice descended from the heavens.

Throughout Yunyu Mountain, countless disciples were ashen-faced.

"That's my grandfather Cang Hai's voice... If you release me now, I'll have him spare your life!"

Cang Juekong was extremely pleased with himself.

"Oh."

Qin Mo chuckled softly and strode forward.

"Hmph, knowing when to yield..."

Cang Juekong thought he was scared.

"Snapped!"

Qin Mo slapped Cang Juekong across the face.

Three front teeth flew out, streaking with blood as they drew an arc in the air.

Cang Juekong's face swelled up instantly, and his nose was crooked to one side.

"you……"

Cang Jue Kong was so angry that he trembled all over.

"You good-for-nothing who relies on your father, grandfather, and ancestors, dare to yell at me?"

As Qin Mo spoke, he threw punch after punch at Cang Juekong's face.

"No...you..."

Cang Juekong was beaten so badly he cried and screamed.

"You...how dare you hit me...My brother is the Holy Son of the Azure Dragon..."

"Bang!"

Qin Mo threw another punch.

Cang Juekong's sternum had been shattered by the Furnace, and now his lower body was being pinned down, leaving him with no power to fight back.

Even so, he still brought up his identity.

"Fine, I'll send you on your way."

After Qin Mo finished speaking, he raised his right foot.

"Grandpa, help me!"

With his last ounce of strength, Cang Juekong crushed a jade slip he kept close to him.

"boom!"

A suffocating pressure descended from the sky, precisely locking onto Qin Mo.

"Dare to touch my grandson, or you'll die!"

The roar of the vast sea came from the sky.

"Ha...you're dead..."

Cang Juekong's face was covered in blood, and he laughed maniacally.

Su Qingyi swayed, the oppressive force causing her to take two steps back, her face turning deathly pale.

The pressure from the Nascent Soul Ancestor was terrifying.

Qin Mo's raised right foot was suspended in mid-air.

"Go ahead and stomp on me! Go ahead and stomp me to death if you dare!"

Cang Juekong looked up at his face, which was rotten like a pig's head, and was extremely smug.

"Thump!"

Qin Mo's foot, which had been suspended in mid-air, slammed down hard.

Cang Juekong's head exploded on the spot, like a rotten melon.

The arrogant laughter abruptly stopped.

"..."

Su Qingyi froze.

She never dreamed that this masked person would actually dare to crush Cang Juekong's head with a single step under the pressure of the Nascent Soul Ancestor.