Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

"You… what do you want?" Seeing Chen Tian closing in step by step, Chu Di, who was sitting on the ground, kicked his legs and shrank back.

Chen Tian patted the sword body with his palm while smiling eerily, "It's nothing, but just now I saw that Senior Brother Chu's calligraphy is exquisite, and I, as a junior, couldn't help but feel inspired. I plan to paint a picture to suit the occasion, so please cooperate, Senior Brother Chu."

"If you want to paint, just paint. Why do you need me to cooperate?" Chu Di seemed to understand something, panicked, and kicked his legs back even harder.

Seeing this, the smile on Chen Tian's face grew thicker. He sighed and said, "It's a pity that I, as a junior, was too hasty and didn't bring paper and ink, so I wanted to borrow something from Senior Brother Chu. I hope Senior Brother Chu can fulfill my wish."

After hearing this, everyone felt terrified and lowered their heads. No one dared to step forward to rescue him.

Nonsense, after seeing Chen Tian's terrifying strength just now, they didn't want to rashly come up and seek death.

Chu Di's screams lasted for a full cup of tea before gradually subsiding.

Only then did the inner disciples brought by Chu Di dare to raise their heads and look at his face.

But after just one glance, these people's faces showed a kind of 'can't laugh or cry' expression.

What was funny was that Chen Tian had actually carved a small turtle on Chu Di's cheek with his sword.

The little turtle wagged its head and tail, looking simple and adorable. Its appearance was childish and cute, forming an extremely uncoordinated contrast with Chu Di's handsome face, making people unable to help but laugh.

Although they really wanted to laugh, when they thought of the consequences of offending this Young Master Chu, these people felt timid and no one dared to laugh. That's why everyone had such a 'can't laugh or cry' look.

Chu Di touched his bleeding cheek and felt a burning pain.

Although he couldn't see what Chen Tian had carved on his cheek, seeing the 'bitter smile' on everyone's faces, Chu Di could still guess that it must be an extremely insulting thing.

Thinking of this, the anger in Chu Di's heart grew even more, and he stared at Chen Tian, his eyes spitting fire.

Seeing Chu Di's angry look, Chen Tian's expression turned serious, and he said coldly, "What? Is one painting not enough? Do you want me to help you paint another one?"

Hearing Chen Tian's words, Chu Di's body trembled instantly. He finally came back to his senses and remembered the terrifying strength Chen Tian had just displayed.

Chu Di finally confirmed that Chen Tian's strength was indeed above him, and it was not just a little bit, but had reached a level that he could not reach at all.

If he continued to compete with Chen Tian, then Chu Di would only be asking for humiliation.

Thinking of this, even though Chu Di had a thousand unwillingness in his heart, he could only helplessly choose to compromise.

Chu Di struggled to get up from the ground, cupped his hands to Chen Tian and said, "I was rude just now, please forgive me, Junior Brother… Oh no, Senior Brother."

Chen Tian's strength was far above Chu Di's. According to the rules in the cultivation world, Chu Di didn't dare to be arrogant and could only call Chen Tian Senior Brother.

Chen Tian didn't care about all of this. He nodded lightly and said, "Alright, let's consider this matter over today. You two must not cause trouble again in the future, understand?"

Chen Tian said this to both Chu Di and Wei Zehao at the same time.

Although they still disliked each other, since Chen Tian had said so, Chu Di and Wei Zehao had no choice but to nod and agree.

"Senior Brother, if there is nothing else, then I will take my leave first."

Chu Di didn't want to stay any longer. After perfunctorily cupping his hands to Chen Tian, he left with his men.

"Senior Brother Chu, wait a moment." However, at this moment, Chen Tian suddenly called out to him.

Chu Di was puzzled after hearing this, turned his head and asked, "Senior Brother, is there anything else?"

Chen Tian raised the cyan long sword in his hand and smiled, "You forgot to bring this."

Looking at the long sword in Chen Tian's hand, the corners of Chu Di's mouth couldn't help but twitch. This flying sword was bestowed by his great-grandfather. The eight swords combined are a middle-grade spiritual treasure, but now the remaining seven flying swords have been destroyed by Chen Tian. Only one sword is left, and its power has been greatly reduced, not even as good as a low-grade spiritual treasure.

Chu Di's heart ached, but at the same time it made him even more angry.

After taking a deep breath, Chu Di barely squeezed out a smile, took the flying sword, bowed deeply to Chen Tian, and then left with his men without looking back.

After walking out of the square and Chen Tian could no longer see them, the smile on Chu Di's face gradually melted away, replaced by a cold and frosty gloom.

"Senior Brother Chu, what should we do next? Are we just going to let it go?" At this time, the inner disciple who had given Chu Di the idea earlier stepped forward and asked.

It would have been better if this person hadn't spoken. As soon as he heard his voice, the anger in Chu Di's heart 'whooshed' up. He raised his foot and kicked him hard in the butt, immediately kicking him to the ground in a miserable state.

"Senior Brother Chu, you… what are you doing?" Touching his already swollen butt, the man looked sad and depressed.

"Hmph, you still have the nerve to say that? If you hadn't asked me to compete, would this young master have suffered such great humiliation today?" Chu Di's face was icy cold, and he said coldly.

"I… I…" The man wanted to say something, but seeing that Chu Di was in a rage, knowing that saying anything at this time would be wrong, he closed his mouth tightly, only caring about touching his butt, and said nothing more.

Seeing his aggrieved appearance, Chu Di's anger suddenly dissipated by more than half. He turned his head and glanced in the direction where Chen Tian and Wei Zehao were, and sneered, "Of course this young master won't let this matter go. Just wait, you two are not far from death!"

"Senior Brother Chu, you don't mean to…"

Hearing Chu Di's words, the man quickly got up from the ground, his face full of horror.

"Who the hell told you to get up, lie down for me!"

However, before he could finish his words, Chu Di kicked him in the butt again in extreme anger, kicking him to the ground again, painfully 'howling'.

Chu Di ignored him, showed a cold smile, and then led everyone away.