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

Qin Mo leaned against the door frame, watching the group of people who had once ignored him now fawning over him one after another, and his lips twitched.

The once deserted and desolate Dan Valley.

This broken threshold is probably going to be trampled flat today.

The once deserted Remnant Valley, so quiet that even stray cats wouldn't bother passing by.

This was a place that all the disciples of Yunyu Palace used to avoid, even if it meant going three miles to get around it.

Tonight, the firelight illuminates the sky, the air is thick with the smell of alcohol, and the festivities are as lively as a New Year's celebration.

There's only one reason.

Qin Mo entered the inner sect.

In the Cloud and Rain Palace, the inner gate and the outer gate are like heaven and earth, respectively.

The inner gate is for the elite, while the outer gate is for ants crawling in the mud.

Even female disciples from the outer sect still have a chance to be selected into the inner sect.

Outer sect male disciples?

I'm sorry.

Yunyu Palace has been established for hundreds of years, and its inner disciples have never accepted a single man.

No matter how talented a male disciple may be, he can only serve as a furnace or menial task for the beautiful female disciples in the inner sect throughout his life.

Those who are lucky enough to become outer sect managers might be able to obtain one or two fragments of martial arts manuals.

But they will always be outsiders.

But Qin Mo has now broken this ironclad rule.

The rules set by the founding master were broken by a servant.

Once this opening is made, wouldn't it mean that all the male disciples of the outer sect can see hope?

That's the inner gate of Yunyu Palace.

The whole mountain is full of beautiful female students.

Qin Mo thought about the days when he would be accompanied by beautiful women wherever he went, and tilted his head back to gulp down his third bowl of strong liquor.

I roam freely among the flowers, and none of them can escape my grasp.

"Drink! Tonight, we won't leave until we're drunk!"

Qin Mo raised his wine bowl high and shouted at everyone in the courtyard.

"Brother He Qin, you've been promoted to inner sect! Cheers!"

Everyone raised their bowls.

The male disciples from the outer sect looked at Qin Mo with a mixture of envy and longing, wishing they could squeeze themselves into his place.

"A man of Qin's stature would never remain confined to this place for long. When you achieve great things in the future, don't forget your old brother!"

Yan Yuan tilted his head back and finished the wine in his bowl. He then took out a jade box from his storage bag and presented it with both hands.

"You're too kind, brother."

Qin Mo smiled and took it. He opened the lid and saw a dark red medicinal herb lying quietly inside, exuding a rich spiritual energy.

"A five-hundred-year-old blood-red Ganoderma lucidum?"

Qin Mo's heart skipped a beat with joy, and he closed the jade box and stuffed it into his storage bag.

If you put this thing in the spirit field of the evolution furnace and let it grow for a while, the thousand-year-old blood spirit mushroom will be easy to obtain.

That's an auxiliary ingredient for refining the Breakthrough Pill.

When Deacon Feng and Deacon Zhou saw Yan Yuan pull out the 500-year-old Blood Spirit Mushroom, their faces turned green.

That old fox is really going to great lengths to curry favor with people.

Compared to the gifts they prepared, the presents were truly inadequate.

The two men each took out their congratulatory gifts, their expressions embarrassed.

Deacon Feng presented a bottle of top-grade Spirit Gathering Pills, while Deacon Zhou handed over a tattered and yellowed ancient book.

The Spirit Gathering Pill was dispensable to Qin Mo.

But for an ordinary handyman, a lifetime's savings wouldn't be enough to buy a single bottle.

"Ancient Pill Scroll?"

Qin Mo opened the incomplete book, and a line of words appeared in his mind: "Incomplete Five Elements Ancient Formula Pill Scroll, can be completed by consuming 2500 strands of Qiankun Qi!"

"Brother Qin, I found this alchemy scroll in some ruins many years ago. I consulted more than ten alchemists, and they all said it was too incomplete to be used. I'm giving it to you, brother, so perhaps you can figure out some tricks of it."

When Deacon Zhou saw Qin Mo staring at the incomplete scroll without saying a word for a long time, he assumed that Qin Mo was disgusted by it.

"Ha, Brother Zhou, you've gone to so much trouble!"

Qin Mo laughed heartily, closed the ancient scroll, and put it into his storage bag.

This thing is just a piece of waste paper in other people's hands, but in his hands it is a precious treasure of alchemy.

After the 2,500 strands of Qiankun Qi are replenished, his alchemy skills will reach a new level.

In the future, I will be more confident in impersonating King Dan, and I won't have to worry about being exposed all the time like I do now.

"Brother Zhou, you must drink three more bowls tonight!"

Qin Mo patted Deacon Zhou on the shoulder, his face beaming.

That night, the Valley of Broken Pills was bustling with activity like never before.

"Qin Mo..."

High in the sky, Su Qingyi stood with her hands behind her back, hovering in mid-air.

She looked down at the scene of revelry in the valley, her gaze falling on Qin Mo, who was surrounded by the crowd, her delicate eyebrows furrowing.

She started to not understand this person anymore.

This was the first time in hundreds of years that Yunyu Palace had made an exception and accepted a servant into the inner sect.

Su Qingyi was unaware of the entanglement between Qin Mo and that mysterious Pill King.

If Gu Yingxue or Shen Ruoyan were here, those who know the inside story would naturally understand the significance of Bai Chenshuang's move.

However, the inner disciples who were unaware of the inside story were all in an uproar after hearing the news.

How can a servant with mixed spiritual roots of the five elements enter the inner sect?

Many of the female senior students privately expressed their dissatisfaction.

But to everyone's surprise, the Supreme Elder Gu Yingxue was the first to express her support.

Those who had originally intended to ask Uncle Gu to intervene and uphold justice were all rendered speechless.

……

The next day.

As soon as it was light, Qin Mo got out of bed.

He picked up the robes that Yun Feiyan had asked Shen Ruoyan to bring yesterday, unfolded them, and put them on.

The moment the moon-white fabric touched his skin, his spiritual energy suddenly became active, and the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) surged towards him like rivers flowing into the sea.

"A miniature spirit-gathering array is engraved on the robe?"

Qin Mo glanced down at the faint patterns on his sleeve and grinned.

The treatment of those in the inner circle is truly exceptional.

Even a simple everyday garment can gather spiritual energy to aid in cultivation.

He tied the inner sect token around his waist, pushed open the door, and strode out of the Remnant Pill Valley.

Today, he will officially step into the inner sect.

That forbidden area, which for hundreds of years belonged only to female cultivators.

Since its founding, only the Azure Dragon Sect has managed to breach its defenses.

Qin Mo was the first man to be invited in.

He was going to collect the cultivation techniques, the spiritual weapons, and his monthly allowance of spirit stones.

When Qin Mo walked to the inner gate archway, a flood of gazes rushed towards him.

"That's Qin Mo?"

"He's actually quite handsome..."

"What good is Jun Ding? He has mixed spiritual roots of the five elements, he's a complete waste..."

"I don't know what the sect leader was thinking, letting someone like this in."

The inner sect senior sisters around him gathered in twos and threes, pointing and gesturing at him.

Qin Mo walked to the front of the archway and handed over the waist token.

"First, examine the spirit hall to determine the spiritual root; this is the universal jade talisman."

The female disciple guarding the gate blushed and stuffed a jade talisman into his hand.

Qin Mo thanked him, asked for directions, and then walked over.

Along the way, countless slender figures turned their heads to look at him wherever he went.

"You're Qin Mo?"

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the memorial hall, the steps were already surrounded by layers of people.

The news spread faster than he could run.

"Has that male disciple from the inner sect come to examine the spirit hall?"

"I want to see what kind of ability this man has that can make the sect leader make an exception for him."

Upon receiving the news, the senior female students gathered their friends and flocked to the memorial hall from all directions.

"Good heavens..."

Qin Mo glanced around and saw that all he could see were beautiful faces.

A graceful figure descended from mid-air, her skirt fluttering, a fragrant breeze wafting through the air.

This scene was like a group of immortals descending to earth.

From now on, cultivating in this inner sect filled with beauties will probably be an incredibly wonderful experience.

Qin Mo clutched the jade talisman in his hand, pressing his lips together repeatedly.

What has become of the spiritual root that was cleansed by the Transformation Furnace?

He would like to see.