Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

“Hmph, kid, say those words again. Am I really not as strong as your master?” At this moment, Han Wuming also snorted coldly at Fan Da.

Upon hearing this, the expression on Fan Da's face twisted instantly. He knelt down again, kowtowing to Han Wuming and admitting his mistake.

Fan Da truly regretted it. He never expected that Chen Tian's master would actually be one of the only four Transformation Spring Realm elders in the Ghost Dao Sect.

At the same time, Fan Da was also puzzled in his heart. Just what was Chen Tian's identity that he could make Han Wuming accept him as a disciple?

Seeing that Fan Da had been frightened by Han Wuming, Chen Tian couldn't help but frown. He glared fiercely at Han Wuming, wanting him to know when to stop.

Seeing Chen Tian's somewhat sharp gaze, Han Wuming's heart tightened instantly, thinking to himself, "Could this guy be Chen Tian's friend?"

As soon as this thought arose, Han Wuming was immediately alarmed. He didn't want to offend Chen Tian right now.

So, Han Wuming's originally angry face instantly squeezed out a smile. He personally stepped forward to help Fan Da up, and said softly, "You don't need to be afraid. This old man's tolerance is not that small. Isn't it just a small matter? Let it pass."

Seeing Han Wuming's so amiable face, Fan Da's heart was even more horrified.

Although he had only been in the Ghost Dao Sect for a relatively short time, he had still heard some things about Han Wuming.

Everyone said that this Elder Han was extremely insidious and vengeful. Once you offended him, you would definitely not have a good ending.

Fan Da had always kept such things in mind, and constantly reminded himself that Elder Han was a petty person.

That's why he was so afraid after offending Han Wuming because of his ignorance just now.

But what Fan Da never expected was that Han Wuming did not punish him as rumored, but instead comforted him with incomparable kindness, which couldn't help but make Fan Da feel dizzy.

However, no matter what, the fact that Han Wuming did not punish him was already a great blessing for Fan Da. So, he hurriedly bowed to Han Wuming again and ran back to the cave where he lived.

After running out for a few zhang, Fan Da stopped again, turned around and shouted to Chen Tian, "Junior Brother Chen, let's play again when we have time."

Chen Tian smiled and waved at him in response.

Han Wuming looked at Fan Da, then looked at Chen Tian, and felt even more puzzled.

Finally, after Fan Da had completely run far away, Han Wuming bowed and asked Chen Tian, "Master, is that kid your friend?"

"Friend?" Chen Tian pondered for a while after hearing this. He really didn't know how to describe the relationship between himself and Fan Da.

After a long while, Chen Tian shook his head lightly and said, "Sort of, and sort of not."

"Uh…"

Countless black lines immediately slid down Han Wuming's forehead after hearing this.

However, Chen Tian obviously didn't want to dwell on this matter any longer, and changed the subject, "By the way, did you get the Blood Spirit Pill that I asked you to fetch?"

Hearing this, Han Wuming's face suddenly became somewhat proud, and he said with a strange laugh, "Hehe, how could this old servant not do his best to carry out Master's instructions? Don't worry, I've already obtained them."

"Very good." Chen Tian praised him, then looked around and frowned, "But this is not the place to talk. Let's go back and talk first."

As soon as he entered the hall, Chen Tian had Han Wuming set up a restriction to prevent anyone from eavesdropping.

Only after doing all of this did Chen Tian lightly stretch out his hand to Han Wuming and say, "Alright, bring it here!"

Han Wuming smiled obsequiously after hearing this, then patted the black cloth bag around his waist, and suddenly dozens of small bottles of various sizes flew out.

Han Wuming picked up one of the red bottles, respectfully handed it to Chen Tian, and said with a smile, "Master, the Blood Spirit Pill is inside this."

Chen Tian took it, and as soon as he opened the bottle cap, an extremely rich spiritual power surged out from the bottle.

Chen Tian only took a sniff, and felt extremely comfortable all over. Even his muddled brain instantly became clear.

Although he hadn't taken it, Chen Tian knew that this Blood Spirit Pill was indeed a good treasure.

At this time, Han Wuming said flatteringly, "Master, this Blood Spirit Pill is a secret treasure of our Ghost Dao Sect. Each pill contains an immense amount of spiritual power, and is most suitable for taking when breaking through realms."

Hearing this, Chen Tian nodded secretly, then closed the bottle cap. Then, he looked at the other bottles that Han Wuming had taken out and asked suspiciously, "Then what are these?"

Hearing Chen Tian's question, Han Wuming smiled even more happily, and continued to say flatteringly, "Master, I felt guilty for not being able to find more Blood Spirit Pills for you, so I went to the Ghost Dao Sect's alchemy workshop and brought you some pills that increase your cultivation, as a way to make up for my incompetence."

Chen Tian was shocked in his heart after hearing this, and looked at those bottles with some excitement and asked, "That is to say, all of these contain pills that can increase my cultivation?"

"Yes, Master. Although their effects are not as good as the Blood Spirit Pill, they are all top-grade. I thought you would definitely need them, so I took the liberty of bringing them."

"Good, good, you did very well this time." Chen Tian was truly happy.

He originally only wanted Han Wuming to fetch the Blood Spirit Pill, but he didn't expect that he would also bring other top-grade spirit pills. How could Chen Tian not be happy with this unexpected gain?

After praising Han Wuming a few more times, Chen Tian raised his arm wearing the copper finger ring, and suddenly a ray of light flew out, wrapping these large and small bottles, and rolled back into the copper finger ring.

After doing all of this, Chen Tian instructed Han Wuming, "Alright, next I will retreat to the back hall to cultivate in peace. During this period, you can go do your own thing, but there is one thing, do not let anyone disturb me, understand?"

"Hmm?" Han Wuming frowned after hearing this, and asked carefully, "Master, are you really willing to let me do my own thing alone?"

Han Wuming felt a little unbelievable. Could it be that Chen Tian was really not afraid that he would do something unfavorable to him during this period?

Of course Chen Tian knew what Han Wuming was worried about. He smiled slightly and said lightly, "I have always been one to not use those I suspect, and not suspect those I use. Of course, you can do your own thing as you please. I will not restrain you, but at the same time, I must also tell you one thing, do not betray my trust in you, otherwise, the consequences are up to you to imagine!"

Chen Tian's second half of the sentence was a kind of warning to Han Wuming.

At the same time, after saying this, Chen Tian walked towards the back hall without looking back.

Only by looking at Chen Tian's back could Han Wuming's eyes flash with a trace of undetectable ferocity!

But Chen Tian couldn't see it at all at this time, because he was finally about to start his closed-door cultivation!