Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

"Since you're so aware of the times, I can save myself a lot of breath. Alright, let's talk about the conditions now."

Chen Tian's words confirmed Xiao Feng's guess. Chen Tian didn't plan to expose these things but instead use them to threaten him.

Although he was incredibly curious about Chen Tian's identity, Xiao Feng wisely chose not to ask. He sighed as if resigned to his fate, "Alright, Fellow Daoist, please speak your mind. Whatever the conditions, I will agree to them."

"Hehe, you don't need to be so nervous. Actually, I don't want to make things difficult for you. My condition is simple: from today onwards, I will be in seclusion in this courtyard, and you will do your best to find pills that can improve my cultivation," Chen Tian said with a grin.

"Ah, is that all?"

Hearing Chen Tian's request, Xiao Feng's eyes widened, seemingly in disbelief.

"That's right, that's all," Chen Tian nodded, then took out a 'Blood Spirit Pill' from his sleeve and handed it to Xiao Feng, saying, "However, I have an additional condition: the grade of the pills you find cannot be lower than this pill, and the quantity must be at least one thousand per month!"

"What? One thousand such pills every month?!" Hearing Chen Tian's supplementary condition, Xiao Feng's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Xiao Feng's heart was filled with bitterness. He knew that Chen Tian wouldn't let him off so easily.

The grade of this 'Blood Spirit Pill' was top-grade Spirit Pill, the highest among spirit-level pills. Above it were only profound-level and immortal-level Spirit Pills.

However, the energy contained within profound-level and immortal-level Spirit Pills was too vast. Even a late-stage Transformation Spring cultivator like him wouldn't dare to consume them easily.

Furthermore, profound-level and immortal-level Spirit Pills were too precious, basically in a state of being priceless but unavailable in the cultivation world.

Therefore, for ordinary cultivators, top-grade Spirit Pills were already invaluable treasures.

Ordinary disciples would be overjoyed for years if they could obtain a single top-grade Spirit Pill. Yet now, Chen Tian was asking Xiao Feng for a thousand of them, and that was just for one month!

This could no longer be described as 'insatiable greed'; it was simply forcing Xiao Feng to his death!

Therefore, hearing Chen Tian's condition, Xiao Feng wore a mournful face and said helplessly, "Fellow Daoist, this is indeed very difficult for Xiao. Could you perhaps lower the requirements a bit?"

Xiao Feng's request was reasonable because not many people could bear the burden of one thousand top-grade Spirit Pills per month.

In an instant, Chen Tian became even more mysterious in Xiao Feng's eyes.

Seeing Xiao Feng's horrified expression, Chen Tian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. To be honest, all of that just now was Chen Tian's guess; he didn't have any real evidence.

However, thinking about how Xiao Feng would pay Song Yi a huge hush money every time he asked for help, and that this was not something an ordinary disciple could afford, Chen Tian speculated that Xiao Feng must have used his position to steal pills and magical treasures from the Brahma Sect and sell them off.

And now, seeing Xiao Feng's guilty look, Chen Tian instantly confirmed that all his guesses were true.

Since that was the case, then Chen Tian had no need to back down. He smiled slightly and continued, "You don't need to worry about how I know. But since Brother Xiao has done similar things before, then doing it a few more times should be easy for you. Now, I'll ask you one last time, will you do it, or will you not?"

Xiao Feng was completely distressed.

Just as Chen Tian had guessed, in order to break through to the Transformation Spring realm, and at the same time pay Song Yi a huge hush money, Xiao Feng had used his position in the sect to steal top-grade Spirit Pills and magical treasures.

Therefore, these things were not difficult for Xiao Feng. He was even very experienced.

What really troubled Xiao Feng was that this Chen Tian in front of him seemed to know everything about him. Xiao Feng couldn't escape his control at all.

He originally wanted to bargain with Chen Tian, but now, the initiative had been completely lost. If he wanted to save his life, he could only do exactly as Chen Tian asked.

Thinking of this, Xiao Feng's expression suddenly became dejected. Before, he was like an eggplant withered by frost, but now, he was completely like a rotten eggplant rotting in the mud.

With a heart as dead as ashes, Xiao Feng had no choice. He flipped his left hand, took out a lacquered wooden box, and handed it over, saying, "Alright, I accept your request. Here are the pills for the first month. Please check them, Fellow Daoist!"

Seeing Xiao Feng's decadent appearance, Chen Tian smiled in satisfaction. He took the box, and as soon as he opened it, a rich medicinal fragrance filled the entire room. They were indeed top-grade Spirit Pills, and the quantity was more than a thousand!

This psychological war without gunpowder smoke could be considered a complete victory for Chen Tian!