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

The mysterious Pill King was kidnapped in the street.

The entire town of Yunxia was in an uproar.

You must know, that was a reclusive alchemist king who wore a bronze mask, a figure even Gu Yingxue, a Nascent Soul cultivator, followed. Yet he was arrested just like that.

Gu Yingxue chased after him for a hundred miles on her sword, but when she spread out her spiritual sense, she could no longer find any trace of his aura.

Hua Meiniang mobilized all her undercover agents to investigate the origins of the withered old man.

Shen Ruoyan sent three message talismans from Yunyu Palace.

Suddenly, undercurrents surged around Hehuan Mountain.

Those cultivators who were queuing up to wait for the Pill King to make a move were all dumbfounded.

The Pill King has been kidnapped. Who can they ask for their pills back?

"You brat, today is your death day."

In a desolate mountain cave thousands of miles away.

Blood Butcher bared his yellow teeth, preparing to kill Qin Mo.

"Wait!"

Qin Mo shouted.

"What else do you want to say?"

Blood Butcher looked down at him from his high vantage point.

Qin Mo's back was pressed against the cold stone wall, and beads of sweat seeped from his forehead.

This old man made Gu Yingxue vomit blood with a single move; his cultivation level is at least at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage.

He only had one trump card left: the Qiankun Rebirth Furnace. He had no idea whether it could withstand the old monster who had reached the Nascent Soul stage.

stupid move.

"May I ask you one question? Who exactly sent you?"

Qin Mo stared at the dry, brittle-like body in front of him.

Looks like I'll have to use my last trump card.

The Transformation Furnace once broke all of Cang Juekong's bones, but Cang Juekong was only in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.

The old ghost in front of me is a Nascent Soul cultivator at the Great Perfection stage.

Suspended.

That's too risky.

He had already secretly activated his divine sense, ready to unleash the transformation furnace at any moment.

"Since you won't live past tonight anyway, it doesn't matter if I tell you."

Blood Butcher dusted off his sleeves. "My young master, Xiao Tianci, is the direct descendant of the Xuan Tian Immortal Sect and the future heir to the sect leadership. You, a mere maggot, dare to offend him? Tell me, do you deserve to die?"

"The one who wants me dead, is it Xiao Tianci?"

Qin Mo didn't expect the other party to reveal their trump card so directly.

"Then do you know exactly how I offended him?"

Qin Mo's lips suddenly curled up.

"You're almost dead and you're still laughing?"

Blood Butcher frowned.

"Haha! Looks like your young master didn't explain things clearly to you."

Qin Mo laughed out loud.

"How did you offend the young master?"

Blood Butcher casually added a comment.

"Because I slept with your young master's woman."

Qin Mo grinned, raising his voice slightly, "Shangguan Yue, you know her, right? Your young master's pampered fiancée, she was so obedient under me that night, oh my, that sound..."

"you……"

Blood Butcher's face turned ashen.

He followed the Xiao family for over twenty years, watching Xiao Tianci grow up in the nest.

Although they were master and servant, their relationship was closer than that of close family.

He never dreamed that this worthless ant would dare to so humiliate the young master's reputation.

"You bastard, die!"

Enraged, Blood Butcher struck out, slamming a palm into Qin Mo's chest.

Qin Mo was as if he had been hit head-on by a ferocious beast. His body, at the peak of the Copper Skin Realm, withstood the blow. He spat out a mouthful of blood mist and smashed through the stone wall behind him, embedding himself deep in the rubble.

The cave shook violently, and sand and stones fell down in a flurry.

Qin Mo gritted his teeth, and with a thought, he was about to activate the Transformation Furnace.

"With such low cultivation, you think you can pull any tricks?"

Blood Butcher's voice was as cold as a spring seeping from the ground.

The next moment, Qin Mo felt as if the entire cave space had been poured with molten iron, solidifying into a deathly stillness.

His divine sense was suppressed.

The chemical furnace could not be activated.

What kind of weird trick is this?

A withered, large hand passed through the rubble, grabbed him by the back of his collar, and pulled him out of the rock wall like a chick. It lifted him high and then slammed him to the ground.

"Bang!"

The ground was smashed into a deep crater shaped like a human, with cracks spreading outwards.

Qin Mo was in so much pain that his internal organs felt like they were being churned.

That old scoundrel's power is terrifying.

"Killing you would be too easy. First, I'll shatter your dantian, then break one of your bones, so you can experience the consequences of offending Young Master Xiao."

Blood Butcher bent down, grabbed Qin Mo by the collar, pulled him out of the pit, and threw him out.

"Bang!"

Qin Mo's back slammed into the opposite rock wall, then slid down the wall, getting a mouthful of mud and sand.

My bones feel like they've fallen apart.

The gap between him and the Nascent Soul stage is like that between an ant and a bison; they are not even on the same level.

Even if he breaks through to the Iron Bone Realm, he'll still have a tough time in a head-on fight.

Unless you cultivate to the Golden Body Realm.

But as long as he doesn't die today, sooner or later he will trample all these arrogant old dogs into the mud.

Qin Mo spat out the blood foam in his mouth and looked up at Xue Tu.

"I didn't expect you to be a body cultivator. Your physical tempering is quite skillful, and your hardness is comparable to that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the Great Perfection stage."

Blood Butcher stepped forward, a grin spreading across his face. "That's even better. They're not as easy to kill, so I can play with them slowly."

He extended his right palm and pressed it firmly against Qin Mo's dantian.

"First, I'll destroy your foundation, then I'll twist off your limbs..."

Blood Butcher looked down at Qin Mo, his eyes filled with malice.

The stronger one's physical body, the less likely one is to die, and the more one can be tortured.

"Hahaha……"

Qin Mo suddenly burst into laughter.

"Old dog, you've been tricked."

Qin Mo activated the Qiankun Creation Scripture with all his might.

"Buzz!"

The dormant Qiankun Transformation Furnace deep within the dantian suddenly resounded.

A terrifying devouring force burst forth from the furnace, biting into the Nascent Soul True Essence that Blood Butcher had poured into his body.

"What the hell... You're just a piece of trash at the fifth level of Qi Refining, trying to absorb my vital energy?"

Blood Butcher sneered.

He has reached the Nascent Soul stage, while this kid is only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, yet he still has such wild ideas.

It's like a mayfly trying to shake a tree.

"Let's see how much you can inhale."

Xue Tu not only did not stop, but increased his strength, continuously pouring his pure true essence into Qin Mo's dantian.

"Old man, thank you for your kind words."

Qin Mo activated the Primordial Devouring Heaven Technique, guiding the true essence refined by the Transformation Furnace directly into his bones and meridians, launching a fierce attack towards the Iron Bone Realm.

"Today, I'll use you to feed me as I break through to a higher realm!"

"I'll burst you with food."

Blood Butcher sneered at Qin Mo.

How can someone at the fifth level of Qi Refining absorb his true essence to practice their skills?

Daydreaming.

In less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, this useless dantian will be shattered by his vital energy.

However, as he continued to channel his true energy, the opponent's dantian was like a deep well that could never be filled; no matter how much he poured in, it was swallowed up, without even a ripple.

"Why hasn't it broken yet?"

Blood Butcher's expression changed.

I refuse to believe it.

He gritted his teeth and suddenly unleashed a surge of true energy several times stronger than before, forcibly pouring it in.

The moment that vast true essence surged into Qin Mo's dantian, it vanished without a trace, like a stone sinking into the sea.

"This is impossible..."

Blood Butcher finally lost his nerve.

How could a useless person at the fifth level of Qi Refining possibly have such a large amount of true essence in his dantian?

The power he just poured in would have caused even a Golden Core cultivator's dantian to explode on the spot, let alone someone at the Qi Refining stage.

He tried to pull his hand away from Qin Mo's lower abdomen.

My hand suddenly went down.

My palm felt like it was being held firmly in place by something, completely still.

Bloodstain's pupils shrank dramatically.

"Now, it's my turn to drain you dry."

Qin Mo grinned at him, his mouth full of blood.

"Varied……"

"Bang!"

Qin Mo punched Xue Tu in the face.