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

Qin Mo crushed Cang Juekong's head with a single kick.

With most of his sternum broken and his lower body crushed by the Transformation Furnace, this young master of the Azure Dragon Sect, who was at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, didn't even have a chance to struggle.

High in the sky, a roar tore through the clouds.

"Whoever killed my grandson! Everyone on this mountain will be buried with him!"

Cang Hai was clashing with Gu Yingxue atop Cloud Rain Mountain. With his Nascent Soul cultivation combined with the Azure Dragon Locking Heaven Formation, he forced Gu Yingxue, who had only been a Nascent Soul cultivator for less than a day, to retreat step by step.

Sensing that the Cangjue Kong Soul Lamp had gone out, his eyes turned bloodshot. He forced Gu Yingxue back dozens of feet with a palm strike, then rose up from the ground and landed steadily on the Azure Dragon Seal in the sky.

"Leave no one alive in Yunyu Palace!"

He slammed both palms into the Azure Dragon Seal, unleashing his life's cultivation. A phantom of an azure dragon roared out of the seal, its gaping maw large enough to swallow half a mountain, and crashed down upon Cloud Rain Mountain.

The mountain shook, and the ground of the plaza cracked with spiderweb-like fissures. The disciples of Yunyu Palace looked up at the dragon shadow that blotted out the sky and all knelt on the spot.

The power of this strike was comparable to a full-force attack from a Nascent Soul Grand Perfection expert.

"Sect Master, what should we do..." A Golden Core elder's voice trembled.

Bai Chenshuang's lips moved twice, but she couldn't utter a single word.

On the eastern mountain peak's battle platform, Tang Mei swallowed a healing elixir, pressed her palms against the platform, and activated the killing formation with all her might. She gritted her teeth and whispered, "Gu Yingxue, even if you reach the Nascent Soul stage, you won't survive today."

The Azure Dragon Formation sealed off the entire mountain, trapping everyone inside.

Tang Mei's personal disciple crushed the array talisman and broke through the light barrier to fly out. The remaining disciples of the Azure Dragon Sect also began to evacuate. Each of them carried an array talisman and could come and go freely.

Those without array symbols can only wait to die.

At the mountain peak, Gu Yingxue stood suspended in mid-air on a flying sword, her white clothes fluttering, her hands behind her back, looking up at the Azure Dragon Seal that was falling from the sky, her face showing no sign of panic.

……

"Who exactly are you?"

Inside the Remnant Pill Valley, Su Qingyi turned around and stared at Qin Mo, who was wearing a black iron mask.

If this person hadn't trampled Cang Juekong to death, things wouldn't have come to this.

With Cang Juekong taken hostage, Cang Hai was hesitant to risk his life for fear of harming the innocent.

Qin Mo ignored her, bent down and took out a storage bag from beside Cang Juekong's shattered corpse, and casually put the transformation furnace back into his dantian.

Several figures descended from the sky and landed steadily in the Valley of Broken Pills.

"Junior Brother..."

The five disciples of the Azure Dragon Sect stared in horror at the headless corpse on the ground.

Su Qingyi glanced at them; the leader was at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, and the weakest was at the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment realm.

Cang Hai's voice boomed down from the heavens: "Tear off his limbs, skin him alive, and turn him into a human pig! I want him to suffer for eternity!"

"Disciple obeys!"

The five responded in unison, and a disciple stepped forward to put Cang Juekong's remains into a body bag.

Qin Mo lowered his voice and secretly transmitted his name: "Yingxue".

Gu's flying sword veered half an inch off course, and in the next instant, it locked onto Qin Mo's aura.

Candan Valley?

Su Qingyi is also there?

However, with their master there, how could the Azure Dragon Sect possibly gain any advantage?

She regarded Qin Mo as an all-powerful reclusive master, while Qin Mo regarded her as his last trump card. She never dreamed that this master was so weak, with only the fifth level of Qi Refining in his cultivation.

"Su Qingyi, from now on you will obey the orders of that masked senior. Whatever he says is what I say, and whatever he tells you to do, you must do."

Gu Yingxue forcibly transmitted her voice.

Su Qingyi's mind went blank.

She could never have guessed that the person hidden under the mask was Qin Mo, the good-for-nothing ex-fiancé she had kicked away, nor could she have guessed that Qin Mo had already become her grandmaster's partner, and was even a generation higher than her in terms of seniority.

"Kid, do you want us to chop off your own hands and feet, or do you want us to do it for you?"

The leading disciple stared coldly at Qin Mo.

Are you all sick?

Qin Mo crossed his arms. "What normal person would cut off their own hands and feet?"

"act recklessly!"

With a wave of his hand, the leading disciple unleashed a sword beam aimed directly at Qin Mo's legs.

Qin Mo stood still, motionless.

A sword light shot out from the side, forcefully intercepting the attack. The two sword lights intertwined and clashed in the air, their clanging sounds blending together.

It was Su Qingyi who made the move.

Her lips were tightly pressed together, the veins on her hand gripping the sword hilt bulged, and her whole body was filled with reluctance. She dared not disobey her grandmaster's orders.

"Su Qingyi? You're stopping me?"

The leading disciple sneered, "Then I'll start with you and let you taste what it's like to be the Holy Maiden of Cloud Rain Palace!"

With a wave of his hand, the other four men sprang up simultaneously, surrounding him from all sides.

Su Qingyi fought against five opponents single-handedly, slashing and hacking across the Remnant Pill Valley with her Forgotten Heart Sword.

However, the two Golden Core cultivators and three Foundation Establishment Grand Perfection cultivators on the other side had excellent teamwork and skillful formations. The residual poison from the Dispersing Incense in her body had not been cleared, and her true essence was always just a step short of circulating.

After several rounds, a cut appeared on his shoulder, and blood dripped down his arm.

Qin Mo retreated to the entrance of the Remnant Pill Pavilion, leaned against the stone wall, crossed his arms, and looked at Su Qingyi's disheveled appearance as her robes gradually turned red. He twitched the corner of his mouth.

When you kicked me out of Yunyu Palace, you never dreamed this day would come, did you?

"The Holy Maiden's swordsmanship is quite good, but her vital energy is not enough."

The leading disciple jokingly thrust out his sword.

Su Qingyi dodged to the side, but was struck hard on the back by another person's palm. She groaned and staggered forward two steps, gritting her teeth to steady herself.

When she caught a glimpse of Qin Mo's spectator-like expression out of the corner of her eye, she felt a tightness in her chest and couldn't breathe.

No one knew who this masked man was, what gave him the right to command their grandmaster to give a death order, or why the Holy Maiden of Yunyu Palace would risk her life for someone of unknown origin.

But she dared not disobey. Her grandmaster had just shattered his core and transformed into a nascent soul, making him the only Nascent Soul expert in the Cloud Rain Palace. Her words were equivalent to heavenly law.

His right arm was slashed by a sword aura, the flesh was torn open, and the Forgetful Heart Sword almost slipped from his hand.

"Is it alright, Your Majesty?"

Qin Mo tilted his head slightly, his voice slowly coming from behind the mask, "Want me to give you a round of applause?"

Su Qingyi was so angry that her teeth ached, but she dared not utter a curse. She bit her tongue and fully activated her mid-stage Golden Core cultivation. The Forgotten Heart Sword burst out with a dazzling white light, forcing the five people back three zhang.

She fought against five people, and for a moment she forgot her mind and her sword flew up and down in the Valley of Broken Pills.

Five disciples of the Azure Dragon Sect worked together skillfully, forming a combined sword formation that firmly locked her in place.

The lingering poison from the incense was still causing trouble in the meridians, causing the circulation of true energy to stagnate at crucial points.

After more than a dozen rounds, she had new injuries on her left shoulder, right arm, and lower back, and the light of the Forgotten Heart Sword visibly dimmed.

"Your Highness, accept your fate."

The leader, his sword hovering three inches from her throat, smiled calmly, "Once we take you down, we'll let the brothers taste the flavor of a top-grade Heavenly Spirit Root."

"Senior Brother, I've never even met a female cultivator at the Golden Core stage."

Another person grinned and added a comment.

"What's the rush? Take them one at a time."

The senior disciple burst into laughter.