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

Seeing the idiot acting crazy in front of him, the new disciple's anger grew.

No matter how harshly he cursed, the fool acted as if he hadn't heard a thing and continued to wander around in the same spot.

The new disciple frowned deeply, his eyes filled with impatience.

Unable to contain his anger, he lunged forward, his clenched fist whistling through the air, and slammed it down hard on the fool's head.

With a muffled thud, the fool's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed limply to the ground.

The new disciple bent down, grabbed the fool's arm, and dragged him aside like a dead dog.

Just then, two senior disciples walked over.

"Junior brother, why bother arguing with him?"

The senior disciples looked completely unfazed, casually glancing at the fool on the ground and shaking their heads slightly.

The new disciple bowed respectfully, a hint of displeasure on his face.

"Senior brothers, you don't know this, but this fool keeps wandering around that teleportation array. The sect leader has clearly given an order that no one is allowed to approach the teleportation array recently, and all the teleportation arrays in the sect have been strictly guarded."

As he spoke, he glared at the idiot on the ground.

"This idiot has always been like this, acting crazy."

However, you mustn't lay a hand on him again; after all, he's also a member of our sect.

The senior disciples shook their heads and sighed. One of them took out a pill from his pocket and casually tossed it to the fool.

The idiot was lying on the ground with a blank look in his eyes, but as soon as he saw the pill, he seemed to become a completely different person.

His eyes suddenly lit up, like a hungry wolf seeing food. He pounced on the pill with his hands and feet, tumbling and crawling, and grabbed it in his hand.

Then, he stuffed the pill into his mouth and mumbled indistinctly, "Breakthrough... Ascension."

"Senior brothers, do you know him?"

How could he possibly be a member of our sect?

The new disciple stared in disbelief, his eyes wide and his face full of confusion.

In his mind, their Biluo Sect was a powerful force in the Tianlong Dynasty, and there were countless people who wanted to join their sect. Each of them was a person with extraordinary talent. How could this crazy fool in front of him possibly be chosen?

"That's because you only see what's in front of you."

This fool may seem insane now, but before his dantian was shattered by the heavenly lightning, he was the peak master of the Azure Lotus Peak of our Biluo Sect.

When the two senior disciples recounted this story, a hint of emotion and sigh appeared on their faces.

After all, Qinglian Peak was once a glorious place, and even the high and mighty Princess Tianlong was once the eldest disciple of Qinglian Peak.

Of course, in the Biluo Sect today, whenever someone mentions this story, the sect members will fall silent. They never mention it in front of outsiders, or even in front of the core disciples.

However, the older disciples all knew about this past event.

Upon mentioning this fact, the old disciple realized he had let something slip. He paused slightly, glancing with some sympathy at the madman before him, who was none other than the former peak master of Qinglian Peak, Qinglian Shangren.

When the entire Biluo Sect moved to Longdu, only Master Qinglian insisted on staying at the old site of the Biluo Sect, and Sect Master Liu did not force him to stay.

After the Biluo Sect moved to the Yunling area and settled down, news came that Master Qinglian had failed his tribulation.

Although Master Liu had some reservations about Master Qinglian, he still sent people to search for him.

Finally, they found the insane Qinglian Shangren near the ruins of the former Qinglian Peak.

Not only was his dantian shattered by the heavenly lightning, but he also seemed to have lost his mind, muttering incoherently about some heavenly dream, some breakthrough pill, and some ascension.

Sect Leader Liu then had him brought back.

Sect Leader Liu also tried to treat him, but it was all in vain.

Left with no other choice, Sect Leader Liu had to let him stay in the sect and do odd jobs. He was usually erratic and no one cared about him.

"Fine, let's not dwell on the past."

The two senior disciples exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes, before dismissing the new disciple.

As for Master Qinglian, after taking the pill, he grinned, his wrinkles crinkling into a deep knot.

After swallowing the pill, he staggered to a secluded corner, lay down there, and fell fast asleep.

The two disciples then ignored him.

It wasn't until late at night that Master Qinglian woke up again.

Master Qinglian remained the same eccentric man, hunched over and unsteady on his feet.

His dantian had long been shattered, and his once powerful cultivation had almost completely dissipated. At this moment, he only felt an unbearable hunger in his stomach, as if countless tiny insects were gnawing at him.

He raised his bloodshot eyes, his gaze cloudy and blank, and began to look around, trying to find something to fill his stomach.

"Go away, get lost."

The two senior disciples were full of impatience and didn't want to look at him anymore. One of them waved his hand casually, as if shooing away an annoying fly, his actions filled with undisguised disgust.

The force of the swing made Master Qinglian lose his balance, staggering back a few steps and almost falling to the ground.

But he didn't seem to care or get annoyed at all. He just grinned and chuckled, his wrinkles layered together like the grain of an old tree.

After laughing, he walked unsteadily, his head constantly turning left and right, looking around.

As he walked, he wandered back to the Pill Hall. In his hazy, confused state of mind, he always knew he could find food there.

Because when the disciples here fail at alchemy, they dump some of the dregs into the flower bed next to them.

The thought of possibly finding food made Qinglian Shangren's eyes light up. She quickened her pace and stumbled over.

Finally, Master Qinglian's turbid gaze locked onto something in the flower bed.

His eyes lit up instantly, driven by the instinct of hunger, like a starving dog, he pounced on it.

He almost stumbled and fell to the ground because he moved too quickly, but he didn't care. He reached out his wounded hand and grabbed the thing.

Overjoyed, thinking he could finally fill his stomach, he hurriedly stuffed the food into his mouth.

But after taking a few bites, he realized something was wrong; the thing was rock hard and inedible.

He stopped what he was doing, squinted slightly, and stared intently in the dim light. He then realized that this was not the dregs of medicine he usually ate, but an oil lamp that looked somewhat unfamiliar.

This oil lamp has a simple and ancient design, and exudes a mysterious aura in the night.

Master Qinglian stared at the oil lamp, and a hint of doubt seemed to flash in his originally somewhat confused eyes.

Suddenly, a demonic power emanated from the oil lamp.