Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

"What, are you very eager to know?" Chen Tian didn't rush to answer, but instead started to play coy with Han Wuming.

Han Wuming panicked upon hearing this, and bowed again, saying, "Master, please don't misunderstand. This old servant doesn't dare to presume Master's intentions. I just feel that if I can understand Master's thoughts more deeply, I can be more measured in my service to you in the future."

Hearing Han Wuming's respectful words, Chen Tian nodded with satisfaction and smiled, "Alright, get up. I didn't mean to blame you. The reason I want to pretend to be your disciple is simple: starting today, I will be staying in the Ghost Dao Sect until I break through to the Spirit引導 Stage!"

"Huh?"

Han Wuming was immediately taken aback upon hearing this, blinked his eyes, and asked, "Master, do you mean you want to cultivate within my Ghost Dao Sect?"

"What, is that not allowed?" Chen Tian asked with a smile.

"No, absolutely not!" Han Wuming repeatedly waved his hands, hurriedly saying, "Master being willing to come to the Ghost Dao Sect is this old servant's blessing. This old servant is overjoyed, how could I have any objections?"

"That's good then." Chen Tian nodded with a smile and said, "Alright, lead me to your room first."

"Yes, this way please, Master." Han Wuming hurriedly bowed and guided Chen Tian towards his room.

The Ghost Dao Sect's location was extremely hidden. It had hollowed out the entire Ghost Weep Mountain, digging downwards from the top. Its true location was actually at the bottom of Ghost Weep Mountain.

Therefore, after passing through a winding and long tunnel, a spacious and huge cave appeared before Chen Tian's eyes.

Chen Tian even saw some cultivators wearing black robes constantly entering and exiting these caves.

It seemed that the disciples of the Ghost Dao Sect all lived in such caves.

Chen Tian looked on with curiosity and continued to look downwards, discovering that beneath the cave floor, besides the huge circular pit burning with raging flames, there were also lakes of various sizes and shapes.

However, these lakes were not filled with ordinary water, but with incomparably bright red blood!

There were actually hundreds of blood lakes!

Chen Tian couldn't help but furrow his brows, because he saw that some of the blood lakes were even constantly bubbling.

Although he had previously heard that the cultivation methods of the Ghost Dao Sect were extremely cruel and bloody, with countless mortals slaughtered every year,

Only after truly arriving here did Chen Tian fully realize the true cruelty of the Ghost Dao Sect. This was no longer cultivation, but complete collusion with devils!

However, although he felt disgusted by this place, Chen Tian knew even more that he urgently needed this safe place, so he suppressed his emotions, took a deep breath, and said faintly to Han Wuming, "Alright, take me to your room."

"Yes, Master!" Han Wuming responded respectfully and led Chen Tian towards the bottom of the cave.

Because Han Wuming was a Transformation Spring Realm expert and an elder of the Ghost Dao Sect, he didn't have to squeeze into the surrounding caves like ordinary disciples, but had a dedicated great hall at the bottom.

In fact, not only Han Wuming, but the other three Transformation Spring Realm experts in the Immortal Feather Sect also had a great hall belonging to them, located in the southeast, southwest, and northwest respectively.

Han Wuming's great hall was located in the east.

After flying forward for a while, Han Wuming and Chen Tian finally arrived before a palace with carved railings and jade tiles.

This palace didn't have much difference from ordinary great halls in terms of its shape and structure, except that the murals carved on it were all ferocious demons and evil spirits.

Although it looked intimidating, Chen Tian wasn't afraid and directly followed Han Wuming inside.

The layout behind the main hall was also very simple, divided into two levels: the front room and the back hall.

The surroundings were carved entirely from huge and hard rocks. The hall ceiling was very high, and looking up, the ceiling was also carved with countless demons and ghosts in various poses.

However, there were no fancy things inside the hall, only a set of tea tables and two futons.

The entire hall seemed very simple, which was exactly what Chen Tian wanted.

"Not bad, not bad, this place is very good. I will cultivate in the back hall from now on, and you will be stationed in the front room. Don't let anyone disturb me, understand?"

After entering the hall and looking around, Chen Tian nodded and instructed Han Wuming in this way.

Han Wuming naturally had no objection upon hearing this and hurriedly bowed in response, "Yes, I respectfully obey Master's orders."

However, suddenly at this moment, Han Wuming seemed to have thought of something and said to Chen Tian again, "Master, may I go out for a while now?"

Hearing this, Chen Tian withdrew his gaze from the surroundings and stared at Han Wuming, asking, "Huh? What are you going to do?"

Han Wuming smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I just came back and haven't met the other three fellow disciples yet, so I want to say hello. I wonder if that's alright?"

After speaking, Han Wuming craned his neck to look at Chen Tian, seemingly waiting for Chen Tian's reply.

Chen Tian pondered for a while after hearing this, then nodded and said, "Yes, you should go see them. Alright, go ahead."

Hearing Chen Tian agree, joy immediately appeared on Han Wuming's face, and he bowed, "Thank you, Master. This old servant will be right back."

After speaking, Han Wuming hurriedly turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Wait a moment!"

But Han Wuming hadn't taken a few steps when Chen Tian called out to him again.

Han Wuming's heart trembled upon hearing this, and his body immediately stopped. He slowly turned around and asked cautiously, "Um...Master, is there anything else?"

Han Wuming was very puzzled, not knowing what Chen Tian had suddenly called him back for.

Chen Tian glanced at Han Wuming, and the tense expression on his face suddenly broke into a smile, saying, "It's nothing, I just want you to help me get ten Blood Spirit Pills when you come back!"

"What? Ten Blood Spirit Pills?!" Hearing Chen Tian's words, Han Wuming's eyes immediately widened.

"What, is it very difficult?" Chen Tian asked in confusion when he saw his appearance.

In fact, Chen Tian didn't know what this 'Blood Spirit Pill' was. It was just that when he was in the forest, Chen Tian accidentally heard Han Wuming say that Lan Yangzhen had sold him to the Ghost Dao Sect, and the price was three Blood Spirit Pills.

Therefore, Chen Tian vaguely believed that this Blood Spirit Pill must be an extremely precious thing, which was why he asked Han Wuming to get those Blood Spirit Pills.

But what Chen Tian didn't know was that after hearing his request, Han Wuming's heart had already collapsed!