The Black Lotus Reborn: The Entire Sect Kneels and Begs for My Forgiveness

"But on that day, the evil spirit had clearly been driven away by my master."

Seeing that Qin Nanhuai still looked confused, Meng Qingchen shook her head.

"Don't you understand?"

Your master did forcefully drive away the evil spirit, but its evil energy has already affected you and even entered your body.

Those evil energies will taint the spiritual treasure, which is why you always fail at refining artifacts.

Meng Qingchen was also reborn, and his experience was much richer than Qin Nanhuai's now. After becoming an Earth Immortal, he also heard some news about the influence of evil artifact spirits and artifact masters turning into demons.

Meng Qingchen hadn't told Qin Nanhuai before because he felt it was unnecessary to do so.

His camaraderie with Qin Nanhuai ended when he left Qinglian Peak.

But Qin Nanhuai kept pestering him, and Meng Qingchen was so annoyed that he simply made things clear, making Qin Nanhuai give up on becoming a weapon refiner.

He didn't care whether Meng Qingchen could accept this fact.

"That's impossible, you're lying."

Third senior brother, tell me you're lying to me.

Meng Qingchen's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Qin Nanhuai's head in the dead of winter, leaving him feeling chilled to the bone.

He staggered back a step and crashed into the mountainside, his face filled with terror.

"I have no reason to lie to you."

If you remain stubbornly ignorant, you will only harm yourself and others.

Meng Qingchen made a move to leave, but Qin Nanhuai suddenly grabbed his Taoist robe, almost kneeling down, and pleaded.

"Third senior brother, you're lying to me about everything you said."

I wasn't affected by evil spirits; you just don't want to talk to me.

You yourself couldn't become a formation master, but I became a grandmaster revered by everyone, right?

Meng Qingchen looked disgusted. He flung his sleeve and threw Qin Nanhuai to the ground.

Meng Qingchen almost cursed out loud.

Seeing Qin Nanhuai's stubborn and unrepentant appearance, he was completely different from the Qin Nanhuai who had successfully ascended to immortality before his rebirth.

Fearing that Qin Nanhuai would continue to pester her, Meng Qingchen took a spirit pouch off her person and threw it at Qin Nanhuai's feet.

"Judging others by your own petty standards, no wonder Senior Sister ignores you."

You probably don't remember, but when you first started crafting weapons, you often failed.

But back then, your senior sister encouraged you.

It was she who patiently encouraged you time and time again, leading you onto the path of a craftsman. It was also she who repeatedly selected materials for you and oversaw the firing process.

It's a pity you'll never have a senior sister again.

You're gone, and so am I.

It's retribution, all of this is retribution.

If you don't believe me, then try again.

Here are some materials. This is the last time I'll help you. Don't bother me again.

Meng Qingchen didn't turn her head and limped out.

Qin Nanhuai lay on the ground for a long time, motionless as if he had turned to stone.

From the shadows, Ye Yunong witnessed everything.

"Meng Qingchen is too kind; she actually told Qin Nanhua about the evil artifact spirit."

He had been Qin Nanhuai's fellow disciple for many years, yet he still didn't understand Qin Nanhuai or what kind of personality he had.

How could he give up so easily?

A mocking glint flashed in Ye Yunong's eyes.

Qin Nanhuai, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly moved. Like a starving wild dog, he pounced forward and tightly gripped the spirit bag left behind by Meng Qingchen.

He poured all the materials out of his spirit bag at once.

"It's a lie."

You are all liars.

You must all be jealous of me.

"Who says I can't forge weapons? I'll do it anyway!"

This spirit bag contains a lot of materials, as well as a furnace.

Qin Nanhuai's eyes lit up. If he could no longer forge weapons on Qinglian Peak, then he would forge them in Hanyuan.

Ye Yunong originally wanted to leave directly, but Qin Nanhuai did not leave, so she could not get away for a while and had to hide nearby.

Qin Nanhuai began refining weapons.

He skillfully controlled the heat and then refined each ingredient one by one.

Inside the furnace, a magical treasure gradually took shape.

Qin Nanhuai was completely focused; he knew this was his last chance.

He wants to participate in the treasure appraisal meeting and make a name for himself there. At the very least, he needs to possess a low-grade spiritual treasure, which cannot be inferior to the sect's Earth Escape Tower.

"Qin Nanhuai is indeed talented."

With such limited materials, he was still able to refine a magical treasure.

But can an ordinary person like him truly escape the influence of the evil artifact's spirit?

Ye Yunong was also keeping an eye on the spiritual treasure inside the furnace.

Inside the furnace, the magical treasure gradually took shape.

Qin Nanhuai's face was beaming with joy.

He had been refining weapons for many years and knew he had succeeded this time.

Inside the cauldron, spiritual light flickered, indicating that it was at least a first-tier Earth-grade spiritual treasure.

His master looked down on him, his third senior brother looked down on him, the Gu family looked down on him, and even his junior sister looked down on him. He was determined to prove to the world that he, Qin Nanhuai, was a true genius in weapon crafting.

The firelight in the furnace flickered, casting an eerie glow on Qin Nanhuai's face.

The magic weapon was about to be completed.

But at the very last moment, wisps of invisible evil energy from Qin Nanhuai silently seeped into the furnace.

The magical treasure, which was about to be born, let out mournful cries, and cracks appeared on its surface.

bang——

Finally, the magical artifact could not withstand the invasion of evil energy and exploded.

The moment the magical artifact shattered, Qin Nanhuai's body trembled. He seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, and he collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with tears.

He stared at the Lingbao, now reduced to nothing but rubble, his mouth agape as he gasped for breath, like a dying fish.

Ye Yunong watched this scene with an indifferent expression.

Suddenly, I heard a piercing laugh.

Hehehe—

Am I really no longer a weapon maker?

No, I can become a master craftsman, a grandmaster.

"So what if it's an evil artifact spirit? Others may fear you, but I don't."

Qin Nanhuai suddenly stood up, walked to the cauldron, and stared at the fragments inside.

He suddenly smashed the furnace with a single palm strike.

The fragments of the furnace were incredibly sharp. Qin Nanhuai grabbed a piece and stabbed it fiercely into his forehead.