Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

Han Wuming was also startled by Chen Tian, but he quickly adjusted his mood. A flattering smile immediately appeared on his face, and he said, "Master, why didn't you go to cultivate today? This isn't like your style. Did you encounter some problem?"

As Han Wuming spoke, he came to Chen Tian's side with a smile and stood respectfully.

Chen Tian knew that he wanted to change the subject, but Chen Tian didn't have the time to argue with him right now, so he followed up on the statement: "That's right, I have indeed encountered a problem in my cultivation recently, so I'm waiting for you here specifically, wanting you to help with a small matter. I wonder if that's possible?"

Chen Tian's words were extremely polite!

However, hearing this in Han Wuming's ears immediately made him even more horrified. He sized up Chen Tian again and again, seemingly wanting to confirm whether the person in front of him was the real Chen Tian or a fake Chen Tian.

Because the Chen Tian in Han Wuming's memory always spoke to him in a commanding tone. When had he ever been so polite?

However, no matter how Han Wuming looked at it, the Chen Tian in front of him, apart from having a bit more of a smile on his face, was indeed the same Chen Tian as before.

This made Han Wuming not dare to be presumptuous, and he hurriedly bowed respectfully and said, "Master, these words are really killing this old servant. Just give your orders, whether it's going up a mountain of knives or down into a sea of fire, this old servant will definitely do his best to handle it."

Although Han Wuming didn't know what had happened to make Chen Tian's attitude change so strangely, he didn't care about just a small favor, so he readily agreed.

Chen Tian nodded in satisfaction after hearing this and smiled, "Very good, I knew you would agree. It's not in vain that I trust you so much."

Again, to Han Wuming's surprise, Chen Tian actually praised him again.

This made Han Wuming's heart blossom with joy, and he smiled, "Master, why don't you tell me first, what kind of help do you need from this old servant?"

Han Wuming frowned after hearing this and asked curiously, "May I ask, Master, what place do you want to enter?"

Hearing this, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Chen Tian's face, and he said faintly, "The place within the Ghost Dao Sect where the bodies of ancient demonic clans are sealed!"

"What? Master, you want to enter the Holy Demon Cave!"

Han Wuming was startled by Chen Tian's words, and the expression on his face changed three times in an instant. He hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, no, this is impossible!"

Han Wuming used three 'no's in a row to express the difficulty of the matter.

But after Chen Tian heard his words, the smiling expression on his face suddenly turned gloomy, and he asked, "What, didn't you just say that whether it's going up a mountain of knives or down into a sea of fire, you would do your best to handle it? Now, I haven't asked you to go up a mountain of knives, nor have I asked you to go down into a sea of fire. I just want you to help me go to a place, so why is it not possible?"

Chen Tian's tone was cold, and a hint of anger could be heard in it.

Han Wuming was extremely depressed at this time. If it were any other place, then Han Wuming would do his best to help Chen Tian.

But the Holy Demon Cave, where the bodies of ancient demonic clans were sealed, was an exception.

Because this Holy Demon Cave was built by the founding ancestor of the Ghost Dao Sect, and it was stipulated that only disciples whose cultivation had reached the Transformation Spring Realm could enter.

Moreover, it was not possible to enter at any time, but only once every three years, and each time they could only stay for a month.

So at this time, after hearing Chen Tian say that he wanted to enter the Holy Demon Cave, Han Wuming's head suddenly grew bigger.

After a wry smile, Han Wuming said somewhat depressed, "Master, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that the Holy Demon Cave is really too special. Although I am an elder of the Ghost Dao Sect, I don't have the authority to let you in."

"Is that really so? You didn't lie to me?"

After hearing this, Chen Tian glanced at Han Wuming, and a purple electric light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Han Wuming was shocked when he saw this and said in surprise, "Master, you... what do you mean by this?"

"Hehe, it's nothing. It's just that the servant under my command doesn't listen to his master and forgets the master's majesty. The master has no choice but to make him recall some beautiful memories."

As Chen Tian spoke, the purple electric light in his eyes suddenly grew larger, detached from his eyes, and turned into a solid body floating in front of Chen Tian, as if it would shoot towards Han Wuming at any time.

When Han Wuming saw this, cold sweat suddenly seeped out of his forehead. Where was he recalling some beautiful memories? That was clearly a memory from hell!

Han Wuming didn't want to try that kind of life-and-death pain again, so he hurriedly nodded and said, "Master, don't be angry yet, we can discuss everything."

"Oh, you can discuss it now?"

Chen Tian looked at Han Wuming with a smile that was not a smile and said, "Then tell me, how should we discuss it?"

Han Wuming was completely afraid of Chen Tian. After wiping the sweat from his forehead, he asked, "I wonder how long Master wants to stay in the Holy Demon Cave?"

"That's hard to say."

Chen Tian frowned and thought for a while, estimating, "Probably two years."

"That's absolutely impossible."

Han Wuming shook his head like a rattle and said, "Master, you have to know that the Holy Demon Cave is the sacred place of our Ghost Dao Sect, and every three years, we elders of the Transformation Spring Realm have to go in for a month of closed-door cultivation. Next April will be the time for another closed-door cultivation, which means that at most, you can only stay in the Holy Demon Cave for one year and two months."

"Only a little over a year?"

Chen Tian frowned after hearing this, as if he felt it was a little short, but after a little thought, he nodded and said, "Okay, a little over a year is fine. I'll do as you say."

After hearing Chen Tian's agreement, Han Wuming finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile reappeared on his face, saying, "Then things will be much easier. Master, although entering the Holy Demon Cave is full of difficulties, this old servant will risk it for you!"

Han Wuming deliberately put on a righteous appearance.

However, Chen Tian knew that he was deliberately making a big deal out of a small thing.

After all, Chen Tian didn't believe that he, a dignified Grand Elder of the Ghost Dao Sect, didn't even have a way to enter the Holy Demon Cave.

Of course, Chen Tian wouldn't be stupid enough to expose him, but instead smiled in the same way, "Then let's not delay, let's set off now."

As he spoke, Chen Tian was about to walk out of the main hall.

Seeing Chen Tian's anxious appearance, Han Wuming became even more puzzled, wondering what Chen Tian wanted to do.

However, although he was curious, Han Wuming grabbed Chen Tian, who was eager to go out, and asked suspiciously, "Master, you're not just going to go like this, are you?"

Chen Tian was stunned after hearing this and asked puzzledly, "What, is there something wrong?"