Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

"Hehe, Master, did you call me?"

Just as Chen Tian finished speaking, a middle-aged man in a black robe with a wretched face walked out from behind the door with a smile. It was Han Wuming!

Looking at Han Wuming's smiling face, Chen Tian shook his head helplessly. After taking a sip of the wine in his cup, he said indifferently, "How is Old Ancestor Motian's injury?"

"Well, much better."

Han Wuming hurriedly took a few steps forward, stood in front of Chen Tian, and respectfully replied, "After the treatment by me and Miss Qin, the old demon… oh no… Elder Zuo's remaining venom has been completely eliminated.

However, this disaster has also exhausted all of his energy, and he is currently recuperating."

"It's good that he's okay."

After listening to Han Wuming's report, Chen Tian nodded and then said, "Well, when his injury has improved, you and him come to see me together.

I have some things I want to tell you."

"Yes, Master, this old servant has remembered it."

Han Wuming nodded, his expression quite respectful.

Seeing this, Chen Tian ignored him and refilled his wine glass with spiritual wine, sipping it alone.

Han Wuming did not retreat, but stood silently beside Chen Tian.

After drinking three cups of wine in a row, Chen Tian seemed to have noticed something, his brow furrowed, and he asked Han Wuming, "What, do you have anything else?"

Being suddenly asked by Chen Tian, Han Wuming's body shivered, but after recovering, he whispered, "This old servant has something he doesn't understand and hopes that the master can clear his confusion."

"Oh?"

Chen Tian glanced at him thoughtfully, his lips slightly raised, and he chuckled, "Alright, tell me, what is it?"

Han Wuming took a deep breath, as if to embolden himself, and then respectfully said, "Just now, when this old servant was outside, I saw the master in secret talks with them for a long time.

I wonder what you were talking about?"

"So it's about this matter."

Chen Tian smiled indifferently and said, "Actually, it's nothing.

I just promised them that I could serve as their guest elder."

"What, guest elder?"

Hearing Chen Tian's words, Han Wuming was slightly surprised and said, "Doesn't master usually dislike being restrained?

Why would you suddenly agree to become their guest elder?"

"I have my own reasons for doing this."

Chen Tian put down his wine glass and stood up from the chair.

He happened to see a pot of extremely beautiful golden peony flowers blooming diagonally opposite him.

He quickly walked a few steps forward, leaned forward, sniffed gently, and felt that the fragrance was refreshing and refreshing.

He asked, "This 'Golden Pavilion' is a fine variety of peony flowers, rarely seen normally.

How come there is one here?"

"Hehe, Master doesn't know, this pot of 'Golden Pavilion' peony was specially transplanted from Master's hometown by Miss Qin.

She takes care of it carefully every day and has never been negligent."

Han Wuming chuckled and stepped forward to say.

Looking at Chen Tian's strange appearance, Han Wuming asked in confusion.

"Oh, it's nothing."

Chen Tian seemed to be awakened, immediately came back to his senses, glanced at the golden peony with a complicated look, and finally retracted his gaze, and said to Han Wuming again, "Let's continue with what we were talking about."

"Huh?"

Han Wuming had never seen Chen Tian so strange, so he also looked at the golden peony, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see any difference, so he could only give up and respectfully walked back to Chen Tian's side.

"Han Wuming, I ask you, what is the biggest problem facing our Immortal Demon Sect now?"

After Chen Tian sat back on the stone chair, he looked up and said to Han Wuming.

"Naturally, it is the threat from the Wuying Palace."

Han Wuming replied without thinking, "I saw that Qing Song's eyes were unkind when he left.

I think he will definitely find another opportunity to attack our Immortal Demon Sect."

"That's right, that's it."

Chen Tian nodded and said, "The reason why the Wuying Palace dares to bully me so blatantly is because our Immortal Demon Sect is weak and not enough to pose a threat to their Wuying Palace."

"Hmph, that's right.

I didn't expect that the Wuying Palace was behind all of this.

No wonder that Wolf Lang would be so unscrupulous!"

Thinking of the hardships he had suffered in the past few months, Han Wuming felt extremely angry!

Seeing this, Chen Tian's expression also became serious: "With our current strength, of course, we cannot confront the Wuying Palace head-on, but I will not sit still and wait for death!

The reason why I agreed to become the guest elder of the Hailan Sect and the Longting Pavilion is to borrow power from them!"

"Borrow power?"

Hearing this, Han Wuming was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it for a while, he immediately said excitedly, "That's right, the Hailan Sect and the Longting Pavilion are both large sects that can stand on equal footing with the Wuying Palace.

Once we have a relationship with them, even if the Wuying Palace is more tyrannical, they will not dare to provoke us easily."

Only then did Han Wuming finally understand Chen Tian's intention.

Chen Tian wanted to use the power of the Hailan Sect and the Longting Pavilion to suppress the Wuying Palace!

After the surprise, Han Wuming seemed to have thought of something again.

He leaned closer to Chen Tian, frowned, and asked, "Although this method is excellent, the Hailan Sect and the Longting Pavilion are both hegemons.

Will they really form an alliance with our Immortal Demon Sect so easily?"

Chen Tian smiled slightly after hearing this and said, "If it is in the name of Chen Tian, they may not pay attention to this deal, but once it is changed to Yang Ming, then they will be begging for it.

How can they refuse!"

"What! Yang Ming?

Is that Yang Ming who caused a stir in the city before?"

Hearing Chen Tian's words, Han Wuming's heart was greatly shaken, and then he seemed to understand something, his eyes widened, and he looked at Chen Tian in disbelief and said, "Master, could it be that Yang Ming is you?"

"What do you think?"

Chen Tian's lips curled up, revealing a wicked smile as he looked at him.

Seeing this, the shock in Han Wuming's heart was simply unparalleled.

He had heard so much about Yang Ming's deeds in the past few months that his ears were almost calloused, but he never thought that the legendary Yang Ming was actually Chen Tian.

Looking at Chen Tian's evil and charming face, Han Wuming was so surprised that he didn't know what to say.

Chen Tian shook his head helplessly looking at his appearance, waved his hand and said, "Alright, there is nothing for you to do here.

After Old Ancestor Motian recovers from his injury, come and see me with him."

Hearing this, Han Wuming suddenly woke up, hurriedly responded, and then quickly retreated.

It wasn't until Han Wuming had completely left that the smile on Chen Tian's face gradually faded.

Finally, he raised his wide sleeves and said in a friendly tone, "There are no outsiders here.

Come out quickly."