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

A burst of dark green light erupted from Blood Butcher's palm as his Nascent Soul cultivation, at its peak, crushed down.

All the cultivators present felt their legs go weak and knelt down in unison.

This completely stunned everyone.

An old man of unknown origin, gaunt and withered, actually forced the reclusive alchemy king to hand over the Nascent Soul Pill in the street.

That's a Nascent Soul Pill.

This further confirms that the figure wearing the bronze mask is indeed a reclusive master with profound knowledge of alchemy.

Moreover, even Gu Yingxue, who was at the Nascent Soul stage, was willing to follow him.

At this moment, no one doubted the identity of the Pill King in the slightest.

"I advise you to be sensible and obediently spit out the Nascent Soul Pill."

Blood Butcher grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and stared at the masked man in front of him.

Qin Mo scoffed dismissively.

"Since you won't take my offer, then I'll show you what it means to wish you were dead."

As soon as Blood Butcher finished speaking, he charged towards Qin Mo.

"court death!"

Gu Yingxue roared, and her crimson-gold flying sword transformed into a blazing sword rainbow, carrying scalding nascent soul spiritual power as it aimed straight at Xue Tu's face.

"boom!"

Wherever the sword energy passed, the ground shattered, and half of the walls of the houses on both sides of the street were blown away by the shockwave.

The onlookers scrambled and crawled away into the depths of the alley.

This is a battle between Nascent Soul Realm cultivators; even the slightest aftershock would result in annihilation.

"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

Blood Butcher brought his right index and middle fingers together and swept them across the empty space in front of him.

The crimson-gold sword rainbow was cleaved in two by an unseen force in mid-air, the sword uttered a mournful cry, and the flying sword's brilliance dimmed.

With a stomp of his foot, Xue Tu passed through the remnants of sword energy and arrived in front of Gu Yingxue in the blink of an eye.

"you……"

Gu Yingxue's expression changed drastically, and her crimson-gold flying sword quickly returned to protect her.

With a flick of his right sleeve, Xue Tu unleashed a torrent of power, his vast Nascent Soul cultivation collapsing like a mountain.

Gu Yingxue felt as if she had been hit by a giant wave. She spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered backward, and flew through a brick wall at the street corner.

"Overestimating one's abilities."

Without turning his head, Xue Tu strode towards Qin Mo.

"..."

Zheng Hong's legs trembled as he held Xiao Nian and desperately retreated into the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

The Shen family was already terrified.

"Kid, you're just being ungrateful."

Blood Butcher walked up to Qin Mo, met the eyes behind the mask, and grinned.

The oppressive aura of a fully-fledged Nascent Soul cultivator poured out from his body, pressing everyone on the street to the ground, unable to move, their faces as pale as paper.

"Nascent Soul stage complete?"

Qin Mo did not make a move.

It's not that he doesn't want to move.

A physical body at the peak of the Copper Skin Realm is like an ant in front of a Nascent Soul cultivator at the Great Completion stage.

Making a move only exposes one's true intentions.

"You actually managed to withstand my pressure; you're quite capable."

Blood Butcher gripped Qin Mo's shoulder with his five fingers like pincers, stomped his foot, and the two of them soared into the sky, disappearing into the horizon in the next instant.

Gu Yingxue rushed out from the broken bricks.

Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and half of her veil was torn, revealing a pale jawline.

"Owner!"

Zheng Hong stared intently in the direction where the two had disappeared.

Gu Yingxue activated her crimson-gold flying sword and soared into the air, becoming one with the sword as she chased after them.

Just then, a figure took advantage of the chaos to approach Hua Meiniang.

The man moved with lightning speed, snatching the storage bag from Hua Meiniang's waist and then running wildly out of the alley.

Hua Meiniang suddenly turned around.

"Murong Yi, you bastard!"

Hua Meiniang immediately gave chase.

"Haha, Hua Meiniang, the Nine-Turn Breakthrough Pill is mine!"

Murong Yi laughed triumphantly.

Taking advantage of the chaos caused by Xue Tu and the moment when everyone was fleeing for their lives, he snatched Hua Meiniang's storage bag.

The Nine-Turn Breakthrough Pill that he obtained from the Pill King is now in Murong Yi's possession.

As long as one finds a secluded place to swallow this pill and breaks through to the Golden Core realm, the position of Holy Son of the Netherworld Sect will be unshakeable.

Hua Meiniang was so angry that she trembled all over.

She fought with Murong Yi for many years.

The internal struggle for the position of Holy Son and Holy Daughter within the Netherworld Cult has never ceased.

Whoever reaches the Golden Core stage first will have exclusive access to the sect's highest cultivation resources and may even succeed as the sect leader.

Murong Yi had already made arrangements outside the town.

"Stop her!"

He gave the order.

Seven or eight black-clad cultivators sprang out from the shadows and pounced on Hua Meiniang.

"Get out of here!"

Hua Meiniang was furious. She pushed out with both palms, and invisible wind blades covered the sky.

The men in black didn't even have time to scream before they were shredded into pieces by the wind blades.

"Flower Beauty, until we meet again!"

Murong Yi crushed a spatial talisman.

With a twist of his body, he vanished from the spot, disappearing into thin air.

"You bastard!"

Hua Meiniang stomped her feet.

Murong Yi even prepared spatial talismans, showing his generosity.

The spatial talisman transported Murong Yi to the depths of a dense forest thirty miles away.

This was the landing point he had marked in advance. The spatial talisman could only teleport to the preset coordinates; otherwise, his initial Foundation Establishment stage divine sense would not have been able to cover such a distance.

"Hua Meiniang, Hua Meiniang, once I've swallowed the Breakthrough Pill and shattered the Golden Core, the first thing I'll do is cripple your cultivation and throw you into a mass grave to be abused like a plaything!"

Murong Yi ripped open the storage bag.

A stench strong enough to knock a person unconscious wafted towards them.

"..."

Caught off guard, he felt nauseous and nearly vomited up all the food he had eaten the night before.

When he finally managed to look down and see what was in the bag, he froze on the spot, his nausea subsiding.

Inside the storage bag lay a steaming pile of monster dung.

"vomit……"

Murong Yi gagged incessantly and threw the storage bag away.

"Hua Meiniang! I curse your ancestors for eight generations!"

Murong Yi's roar echoed through the dense forest, startling the birds that were perched in the trees.

……

Murong Yi's expression at this moment must be incredibly interesting.

Hua Meiniang has returned to Zuihualou.

In a secret room in the backyard, she gathered more than ten trusted confidants.

"Find out exactly where that old devil comes from."

Hua Meiniang gave the order.

More than ten dark figures disappeared into the night.

Hua Meiniang stood under the corridor, her gaze gloomy.

Who exactly is that gaunt old man who kidnapped the master?

Even Gu Yingxue, a newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator, couldn't withstand a single move from him.

Why didn't the master resist?

My master is the Pill King.

Hua Meiniang couldn't understand it.

Not just Hua Meiniang.

Gu Yingxue, Zheng Hong, Shen Tianxing, and everyone else present couldn't understand it.

The reclusive alchemist king offered no resistance whatsoever.

Could it be that the old man is so strong that even the Pill King is powerless to fight back?

The Cloud and Rain Palace also sprang into action.

Bai Chenshuang was in seclusion refining the Nascent Soul Pill when Shen Ruoyan received the news and immediately sent people to investigate.

Soon, the information came together.

The gaunt old man was the same person who had appeared in Yunxia Town a few days ago, carrying a portrait and asking around about a young man named Qin Mo.

Qin Mo.

Isn't that the handyman disciple who guards the discarded pills in the Remnant Pill Valley of Yunyu Palace?

Shen Ruoyan, Hua Meiniang, Jiang Yurou, and everyone who knew Qin Mo's true identity were all stunned.

……

At this moment, Qin Mo had already been taken by Xue Tu to a desolate mountain range thousands of miles away.

The old man threw Qin Mo into a deep, dark cave, like throwing away a bag of rice bran.

"Who would have thought that a reclusive alchemy king would be nothing more than a mere ant at the fifth level of Qi Refining? You've been spouting nonsense, fooling everyone. You're quite something, kid."

Blood Butcher gave Qin Mo, who was lying on the ground, a thumbs up.

He had already ripped off the bronze mask from Qin Mo's face.

With a clench of his five fingers, the mask crumbled into powder and leaked through his fingers.

Blood Butcher looked down at the young face on the ground.

"Whoosh."

He pulled a scroll of portraits from his pocket and unfolded it, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the painting and Qin Mo twice.

"It really was you."

Blood Butcher stared at Qin Mo, his mouth twisting into a wide grin.

"I've been searching high and low for you, but it's like finding a needle in a haystack. I've been looking for you in that wretched town for so many days."

"Young Master Xiao named the person who will take your life. It turns out you've been wearing a mask all along, pretending to be a big shot right under my nose."

It’s over.

Qin Mo only realized this belatedly.

He forgot to add another layer of disguise under the mask.

Careless.