The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

That day, Meng Wan waited in front of the door of the weapon workshop for a whole day, and finally found the person at midnight.

"Junior Sister Zi Ling, it's really not easy to see you. I even suspect that you have been deliberately avoiding me recently."

Zi Ling's eyes slightly avoided, "That's not the case, Junior Sister, you're overthinking it."

"I won't say anything more. Where are my things? It's been so long, they should have been repaired, right?"

Zi Ling sighed, "Junior Sister Meng, since you have bumped into me, I will not deny it. I have refined and destroyed the thing you gave me."

"what?"

Meng Wan frowned and looked at Zi Ling suspiciously, "Are you doing this on purpose?"

"What do you mean by intentional? Senior Sister Zi Ling is well-known. She is the one with the highest talent for refining weapons in this workshop besides our seniors!"

The person following Zi Ling stepped forward and looked at Meng Wan without fear.

"The spiritual weapon you gave me was damaged by more than 80%. It was almost scrapped when it came into Senior Sister's hands. It's also a special type of high-grade spiritual weapon. Isn't it normal that we can't repair it well?"

"That's right. We even suspect that you deliberately gave Senior Sister a difficult problem in order to belittle her weapon-making skills and suppress her status in the weapon workshop!"

"I'm talking to Zi Ling, do you have any right to speak?"

Meng Wan's face turned cold, and she attacked directly with incredible speed. With two "pa pa" strikes, she knocked the two men out.

"Meng Wan! How dare you touch my people!"

Zi Ling showed murderous intent on her face. She took a step forward and a powerful aura burst out from her body.

Meng Wan snorted, "They were the ones who were rude to me first. You have no way of controlling your subordinates. What's wrong with me teaching them a lesson for you?"

Zi Ling was about to make a move when the two sisters looked at each other and spoke hurriedly.

"Senior Sister, we were at fault first. Please don't ruin your relationship with Senior Sister Meng because of us."

"Yes, Senior Sister, we shouldn't talk too much. Senior Sister Meng is right."

Under the persuasion of her two junior sisters, Zi Ling suppressed her anger and threw the wooden box and storage bag at Meng Wan.

"This is your stuff, I didn't take a cent. Don't ask me to refine it again!"

After saying that, he took his two junior sisters and walked into the weapon refining room angrily.

Meng Wan rolled her eyes, belittled Zi Ling a few words, then walked away with her things.

After returning to the disciple residence, Meng Wan opened the wooden box and looked at the newly repaired white jade pendant with a look of satisfaction on her face.

It was worth her acting.

He put away the white jade pendant and looked at the storage bag next to him.

Naturally, the storage bag did not contain the things Meng Wan gave her, but a gray cloak and a metal bead.

The Hidden Spirit Cloak is a top-grade spiritual weapon that can conceal one's own strength and aura when activated.

When fully stimulated, even a cultivator in the early stages of foundation building could be temporarily blinded for the duration of an incense stick.

The Sensing Spirit Pearl is a mid-grade spiritual weapon that can automatically sense special spiritual energy fluctuations within a radius of ten miles.

With Zi Ling's ability, it would be her limit to refine a mid-grade spiritual weapon with the help of her two junior sisters.

The Spirit Sense Pearl was made by her, but the Spirit Hidden Cloak was secretly stolen by her.

In the weapon workshop, various severely damaged spiritual weapons are sent in from time to time.

Of course we will try our best to repair what can be repaired, and those that cannot be repaired will be sent to the recasting area to refine the essence.

When this Hidden Spirit Cloak was delivered, it was nearly 80% damaged and its grade had dropped to medium quality.

Zi Ling used some means to steal it, and then spent a lot of time repairing it and upgrading its quality, and finally it fell into Meng Wan's hands.

After refining the new spiritual weapons and familiarizing myself with their usage, it was almost dawn.

Meng Wan sat quietly for half an hour, and when the sky gradually brightened, she rushed to the mountain gate of Xuanyin Sect and boarded a flying boat.

At three quarters past noon, the flying boat set off on time.

The flying boat has three floors, and only one person lives on the top floor, who is the Jindan monk who leads the team.

There are four foundation-building monks living on the second floor. In addition to Blood Lotus Seed, the others are Green Water Fairy, Red Flame Seed, and Black Mountain Taoist.

Meng Wan learned all this news after she boarded the flying boat and listened to people chatting.

She huddled in a corner of the flying boat, as obedient as an invisible person, neither joining in the conversation nor expressing any opinions.

Even so, it still bothers some people.

"Hey, the one at the seventh level of Qi Refining, come here."

A cultivator who looked like a young man pointed at Meng Wan pointedly, his eyes passing over the spiritual boots on her feet.

"I'm talking about you. Stop looking around. You're the only one in the entire flying boat who is at the seventh level of Qi Refining."

As if she didn't hear his sarcasm, Meng Wan walked forward obediently with a flattering smile on her face.

"Senior brother, why are you calling me?"

"Heh, I really don't know how a fellow like you managed to get in. If you go to the Jinyun Sect, you will only bring shame to our Xuanyin Sect."

The young man looked at Meng Wan with disgust, ridiculed her a few times, and then raised his eyelids lazily.

"Your name is Meng Wan, right? Did you kill Liao Qingqing?"

As soon as the young master opened his mouth, the others turned their eyes to the two of them, with a look of anticipation for a good show.

"Qiu Ning is Liao Qingqing's direct senior brother. He has been in seclusion for the past two months. As soon as he came out of seclusion, he received the news that his junior sister had died."

"Liao Qingqing's incident happened when Qiu Ning was in seclusion. He couldn't report to Senior Ding. Killing Meng Wan would at least calm down Senior Ding's anger."

"Qiu Ning reached the peak of the Qi Refining Realm three years ago. His strength ranks among the top ten disciples participating in this exchange meeting. He has also learned the secret technique "Netherworld Palm". Meng Wan is in trouble!"

"Hehe, let's take this opportunity to see what Meng Wan is capable of."

After hearing the discussions of the people around her, Meng Wan looked up and asked in confusion.

"Who is Liao Qingqing?"

"you wanna die!"

Qiu Ning's face instantly turned gloomy. He raised his hand and a giant black palm appeared, slapping towards Meng Wan.

Meng Wan's eyes also turned cold. She slightly tilted her body and, like a nimble butterfly, nimbly avoided the giant black palm.

When there is no conflict of interest, she always tries to get away with it.

If you really can't hide any longer, then you can only...reveal a little bit of your strength.

The giant palm hit the cabin wall of the flying boat, making a dull sound and leaving a shallow palm print.

When the attack missed, Qiu Ning's eyes became even angrier.

However, before he could launch the second attack, Meng Wan quickly formed seals with his hands, and a strange blood light flashed on his body, and fell on Qiu Ning at an incredible speed.

Being hit by the bloody light, Qiu Ning let out a shrill scream, blood oozed from his mouth and nose, and his breath was greatly weakened.

"It's the blood curse! It's said that if you learn this technique, you can curse others to death by consuming your own blood!"

Some people recognized the magic used by Meng Wan, and showed strong fear in their eyes.

"Blood Curse is one of the most powerful blood magics, and it ranks in the top ten of all magics. In front of Blood Curse, Nether Palm is nothing."

"I never thought that Meng Wan not only learned the blood curse, but also practiced it to such a high level that even Qiu Ning is no match for her!"

"But using blood curses is not without cost. The greater the lethality of blood curses, the more serious the loss to the user will be."