Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

"What? Disciple… Disciple?"

Hearing Han Wuming's gentle words to Chen Tian, the two Ghost Dao Sect disciples were once again horrified, never expecting that Chen Tian was actually Han Wuming's disciple.

Thinking of their earlier impolite remarks, the two felt as if their hearts had turned to ashes. Trembling with fear, they begged for mercy, "Elder Han, spare us! Elder Han, spare us!"

"Hehe, you're kneeling to the wrong person, aren't you? It's my disciple who will decide your fate now, not me!" After not seeing him for several years, Han Wuming still had that same weird, sarcastic demeanor.

Hearing his words, the two disciples' hearts trembled. They quickly moved over and knelt before Chen Tian, pleading, "Senior Brother, spare us! Senior Brother, spare us! We won't dare to do it again!"

"Just deduct one year's worth of your elixir stipend!"

Chen Tian's expression remained icy cold. After saying this indifferently, he walked into the mountain gate without looking back.

"Hehe, did you hear what my disciple said? You're lucky. If it were me, I would have taken one arm from each of you!"

Han Wuming glanced at the two still kneeling on the ground, let out a strange laugh, and then followed Chen Tian into the mountain gate.

Instantly, the massive mountain gate closed once more, blocking the two gatekeeper disciples, who were already scared witless, outside.

However, just as they entered the tunnel leading to the underground cave, Han Wuming suddenly put away the strange smile that had been plastered on his face. He knelt down on one knee to Chen Tian, respectfully saying, "Master, welcome back!"

At this moment, Chen Tian seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his expression softening slightly. He said calmly, "Alright, you can get up now!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Han Wuming responded respectfully once more before standing up. However, at this moment, he changed back to his previous grinning appearance, smiling ingratiatingly at Chen Tian and saying, "Master, how was it? During these past few years of your travels, did you gain anything?"

Chen Tian didn't rush to answer after hearing this. He looked around left and right, then frowned and said, "This isn't the place to talk. Let's go back first."

"Hehe, Master is still as considerate as ever. This old servant can't even catch up to you even if I were to flatter you!" Han Wuming chuckled and complimented.

Chen Tian couldn't help but smile wryly after hearing this. He said in annoyance, "What can't you catch up to? Your flattery skills are truly number one in the world!"

"Hehe, Master, you jest. This old servant is only thinking of serving Master wholeheartedly, putting Master first in everything. You can't accuse this old servant so wrongly!"

At this moment, Han Wuming wanted to try his best to show a gentle smile, but his face was so wretched that no matter how he smiled, it was terrifying.

Chen Tian couldn't help but shudder when he saw this and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He walked forward on his own.

Han Wuming glanced at Chen Tian from behind, a strange look flashing in his eyes, but he didn't say anything and followed after Chen Tian.

After the two returned to the main hall where Han Wuming lived, Han Wuming immediately locked the door tightly and set up a formation restriction around it to prevent outsiders from eavesdropping.

Looking at Han Wuming's cautious appearance, Chen Tian nodded in satisfaction and smiled, "Han Wuming, you've improved a lot in these three years!"

"Hehe, Master, you flatter me, this old servant is ashamed!" Han Wuming smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

However, at this moment, Chen Tian's face suddenly darkened again. After sitting on the stone chair in the center of the hall, he said indifferently, "Alright, Han Wuming, we've reminisced about the past, and you've flattered me. Shouldn't we talk about something serious now? Have you taken care of the things I instructed you to do before I left?"

Of course, Chen Tian still remembered that he had asked Han Wuming to prepare thirty Blood Spirit Pills.

Han Wuming also put away his smile after hearing this and nodded, saying, "Of course. This old servant will naturally do his best to handle the things Master instructed me to do. They're all here. Please accept them, Master."

As he spoke, Han Wuming handed over a wooden box.

Chen Tian looked at the wooden box and pondered for a while before reaching out to take it.

Gently opening the wooden box, a burst of red spiritual light soared into the sky, illuminating the hundreds-of-feet-wide hall with a radiant glow.

This red light was extremely dazzling, illuminating Chen Tian's eyes with a blood-red hue.

Chen Tian was surprised because there were neatly arranged thirty Blood Spirit Pills in the wooden box!

"Han Wuming, are you running a fever? Why are you being so generous this time?"

Looking at the wooden box in his hand and then at Han Wuming, who was standing in front of him with a flattering smile, Chen Tian couldn't help but be stunned. In the past, when he asked Han Wuming for Blood Spirit Pills, this guy would always make excuses, shedding tears and complaining about being poor.

So, at this moment, Chen Tian thought that having half the Blood Spirit Pills would already be a good thing, but he didn't expect that Han Wuming would actually provide a full thirty.

This made Chen Tian think that unless the sun rose from the west, the only other possibility was that Han Wuming had a fever.

"Hehe, Master, look, you're wronging this old servant's sincere heart again, aren't you? During the days you were away, this old servant put in a lot of effort, thinking about what could please Master. After thinking about it, I realized that only by wholeheartedly obtaining all thirty Blood Spirit Pills could Master realize this old servant's sincere heart. So, for three years, this old servant racked his brains and used all sorts of methods to finally gather these thirty Blood Spirit Pills, especially to offer them to Master!"

At this moment, Han Wuming's expression was extremely excited, almost wanting to take out his heart and show it to Chen Tian.

In fact, Han Wuming had no choice. Who told him that his life was now in Chen Tian's hands? In addition, this kid had excellent talent and might continue to rise to incredible heights in the future.

Therefore, before Han Wuming could come up with a perfect plan to get rid of Chen Tian, he had to temporarily dismiss all thoughts and serve Chen Tian with peace of mind.

Of course, Chen Tian wasn't stupid. He naturally wouldn't believe Han Wuming's exaggerated expression at this time, but Chen Tian wouldn't expose him, since now wasn't the time to fall out.

After closing the wooden box, Chen Tian nodded and smiled, "Alright, I've seen your loyal heart. You did well this time!"

Receiving Chen Tian's praise, Han Wuming immediately became even happier, thanking him repeatedly.

However, in his heart, Han Wuming was extremely aggrieved. It cost him a full thirty Blood Spirit Pills to get a painless compliment. It was really too heartbreaking.

You must know that these thirty Blood Spirit Pills were all of Han Wuming's savings, but in order to please Chen Tian, he had no choice but to take them all out.

Hearing this, Chen Tian's lips curled up slightly, and he smiled, "The gain is that I'm being chased by a Core Formation stage expert, and it's the kind where we won't rest until one of us is dead. Would you say this gain is big?"