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

The fourth floor of the Scripture Teaching Pavilion.

Qin Mo lay on the ground, his whole body feeling as if he had been thrown into a furnace and roasted.

My limbs felt numb and weak, and my vital energy was scattered by that strange fragrance, so much so that I couldn't even lift my fingers.

What exactly did Liu Ruyan use?

His Iron Bone Realm physique collapsed after taking a single blow of some unknown intoxicating fragrance.

"Junior Brother Qin, don't be afraid, your senior sister will be very gentle."

Liu Ruyan squatted down in front of him, her fingers picking at her own clothes, pulling them down layer by layer.

"Are you crazy? This is the Scripture Pavilion!"

Qin Mo clenched his back teeth.

"What's wrong with the Scripture Teaching Pavilion? There's no one else on the fourth floor, just the two of us."

Liu Ruyan smiled seductively, her outer garment already half-undone, revealing a large expanse of her snow-white shoulders.

The evil fire burning inside Qin Mo made his head throb.

This medicine is exactly the same as the Netherworld Breeze that Hua Meiniang used back then, but it's even more potent, and even his Iron Bone Realm physique couldn't suppress it.

Not right.

He was still fairly clear-headed.

This woman wasn't blinded by lust at all; her eyes were too calm, and every step she took seemed to have been rehearsed beforehand.

Just as Liu Ruyan reached out to grab his belt.

"Help! A lecherous thief is molesting my junior sister!"

At the top of the stairs, a shrill female voice rang out.

Liu Ruyan's hand paused.

Qin Mo was taken aback.

"Boom!"

The sound of hurried footsteps rushed up from below, and two white figures swept past the corner of the stairs and landed on the fourth floor.

A tall, slender female cultivator in white stepped forward, her gaze sweeping over the half-naked Liu Ruyan and the limp Qin Mo on the ground, her face icy cold.

"How dare they! In broad daylight, in the Scripture Teaching Pavilion, they humiliate a fellow disciple!"

The other female disciple in white beside him didn't waste any words. She raised her right hand, and a three-foot-long green sword flew out of her hand, the tip of the sword aimed straight at Qin Mo's throat.

The sound of the flying sword piercing the air made his eardrums ring.

This is going to kill him!

Qin Mo's pupils contracted, and the Qiankun Creation Scripture within his body began to circulate wildly, attempting to break free from the drug's restraints.

However, his Iron Bone Realm body was currently like being soaked in mud, unable to exert any strength at all.

It’s over.

The sword light was already upon them.

"Buzz!"

A hand suddenly appeared out of thin air, its five fingers snapping together to precisely grasp the blade of the flying sword.

The light struggled and flickered between his fingers, but could not move an inch.

A tall, slender figure landed beside Qin Mo.

Gu Yingxue.

Qin Mo let out a breath that had been hanging in his throat.

"What happened?"

Gu Yingxue didn't look at Qin Mo; her gaze, sharp as a knife, swept over everyone present.

The white-clad female disciple who drew her sword trembled violently.

Her natal flying sword was grabbed by someone, and her cultivation energy was completely locked, preventing her from even taking a step back.

Liu Ruyan, clutching her half-undone outer garment, knelt on the ground, her legs trembling.

"The...the Supreme Elder?"

"answer."

Gu Yingxue's voice wasn't loud, but it made the whole floor hum.

"It was this servant... He dragged Junior Sister Liu to the fourth floor, attempting to force her into dual cultivation!"

The female disciple in white who had spoken earlier spoke up first.

"shut up."

Gu Yingxue didn't even lift her eyelids.

She glanced down at Qin Mo's condition.

His face was flushed, his breathing was disordered, and his limbs were limp.

They were drugged.

Gu Yingxue exerted a slight force with her right hand.

"Click."

The natal flying sword shattered in her palm, its spiritual light dissipated, and iron filings fell.

"what!"

The white-clad female disciple who drew her sword let out a muffled groan, and a mouthful of blood gushed from the corner of her mouth.

Her knees buckled and she collapsed to the ground.

Her natal flying sword shattered, and her cultivation was also largely destroyed.

"Ma Yan, Foundation Establishment Completed, now a steward of the Scripture Teaching Pavilion."

Gu Yingxue looked down at the person on the ground, "You used your skills to kill a junior brother at the fifth level of Qi Refining. You certainly used them in the right place."

Ma Yan lay on the ground trembling, unable to speak properly.

Gu Yingxue took out a white pill from her sleeve, squatted down, pinched open Qin Mo's chin, and inserted it into his mouth.

The moment the calming pill entered his throat, the surging evil fire was immediately suppressed.

Qin Mo took a deep breath, and his strength gradually returned to his limbs.

He pushed himself up from the ground, his back covered in cold sweat.

If Gu Yingxue hadn't arrived quickly, he would be dead by now.

"Tell me, who exactly ordered this?"

Gu Yingxue straightened up, her gaze fixed on Ma Yan.

Just then, several more figures appeared at the bottom of the stairs.

Su Qingyi, Bai Chenshuang, and Yin Ji, the head of the Scripture Pavilion, arrived one after another.

Su Qingyi immediately noticed Ma Yan, who was lying on the ground, and Liu Ruyan, who was half-naked, and her brows furrowed.

Bai Chenshuang looked around, her face grim.

"What happened? Was there an assassin in the Scripture Pavilion?"

Yin Ji was both shocked and furious.

Ma Yan was one of her subordinates.

Covered in blood, Ma Yan lay on the ground, raised her head, and suddenly her gaze met Su Qingyi's.

"It's a saint!"

Ma Yan screamed hoarsely, "Su Qingyi ordered me to kill Qin Mo!"

In the four-story space, everyone stopped breathing.

Su Qingyi paused in her steps.

Bai Chenshuang suddenly turned her head to look at her.

"What did you say?"

Gu Yingxue's voice deepened slightly.

"It was Her Highness the Holy Maiden who ordered me to set up this scheme!"

As if grasping at a straw, Ma Yan scrambled two steps toward Su Qingyi, pleading, "Holy Maiden, you can't deny it! Liu Ruyan was also arranged by you; she can testify to that!"

All eyes turned to Liu Ruyan.

Liu Ruyan knelt on the ground, her face deathly pale, her lips trembling as she couldn't utter a single word.

Su Qingyi stood at the top of the stairs, her face cold and stern.

She looked at Ma Yan, then at Liu Ruyan, and then at Qin Mo.

"If I wanted to kill a disciple at the fifth level of Qi Refining, would I need to go to such lengths?"

Su Qingyi spoke, her tone calm and without the slightest fluctuation.

"Your Highness! You clearly told me that this Qin Mo was affecting your cultivation of the Forgetful Heart Technique, and that I should find an opportunity to get rid of him..."

Ma Yan shouted herself hoarse.

That's enough.

Gu Yingxue interrupted Ma Yan's shouting with a cold rebuke.

She turned to look at Su Qingyi, her gaze scrutinizing her.

Su Qingyi met that gaze without looking away.

Qin Mo sat on the ground, staring at Su Qingyi's profile.

The woman's expression revealed nothing amiss.

Is it really her?

He recalled the words the woman in white said to the woman in purple under the pine shadows on the back hill that night.

"Keep your hands and feet clean, and don't disturb Junior Sister Su."

The woman in white was Senior Sister Shen Ruoyan.

But Ma Yan was referring to Su Qingyi.

Who is lying?

"Ma Yan and Liu Ruyan, immediately escort them to the death row in the Discipline Hall for a thorough interrogation."

Gu Yingxue gave the order, her voice filled with undisguised killing intent, "This matter concerns the lives of inner disciples, investigate it thoroughly."

She paused, her gaze falling on Su Qingyi.

"The Holy Maiden will temporarily recuse herself from suspicion and reflect on her actions behind closed doors until the trial results are available."

Su Qingyi's expression remained unchanged, and she nodded slightly.

"As per the order of the Supreme Elder."

She turned and walked towards the stairs, her steps steady, her back straight, never once looking back at Qin Mo.

Qin Mo stared at her retreating figure as she disappeared around the corner, clenching his fist.

Whoever orchestrated this whole mess, he was just a hair's breadth away from dying here.

Inside the Cloud and Rain Palace, someone is determined to kill him.