Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

Hearing Chen Tian's question, Xiao Feng finally recovered from his extreme fear. Knowing better, he didn't press further. Instead, he took out a purple jade bottle, entered the room, and handed it to Chen Tian, saying, "This is what Miss Qin asked me to give you when I visited her this morning."

"Hmm?"

Looking at the purple jade bottle in Xiao Feng's hand, Chen Tian murmured to himself, could it be that the pseudo-immortal pill was refined so quickly?

Thinking of this, Chen Tian couldn't help but feel excited. He then reached out and grabbed the purple jade bottle.

However, the moment he took it in his hand, the excitement in Chen Tian's heart instantly dimmed, and he shook his head with a wry smile.

Seeing Chen Tian's expression, Xiao Feng immediately became curious and asked, "What's wrong, Fellow Daoist? Is something on your mind?"

Hearing Xiao Feng's words, Chen Tian reluctantly raised his head, looked at him, and smiled, "It's nothing. Brother Xiao, you've helped me a lot this time. Don't worry, everything is proceeding according to my expectations. In half a month, I will definitely rescue those two people."

The more Xiao Feng thought about it, the more he felt that this deduction was correct. Otherwise, he really couldn't explain the various miraculous events that happened to Chen Tian.

Previously, Xiao Feng felt deeply jealous of Chen Tian's monstrous cultivation speed, but after this theory emerged, he instantly felt relieved. Xiao Feng believed that Chen Tian was an otherworldly expert whose cultivation was above his, so he could reach such a high realm in such a short period.

Thinking like this, Xiao Feng couldn't help but feel happy, because in this way, Xiao Feng was still the fastest-cultivating disciple in the Brahma Sect. The title of 'Number One Genius' was still on his head.

"Alright, Fellow Daoist, I won't disturb your continued cultivation. I'll take my leave first." Xiao Feng's mood improved, and after cupping his fist slightly at Chen Tian, he bid farewell and left, not forgetting to close the door for Chen Tian.

Looking at Xiao Feng's happy appearance, Chen Tian sighed wryly. With his intelligence, he could naturally guess what Xiao Feng was thinking.

Unfortunately, the truth was the opposite. Chen Tian was not a reclusive expert. He was just an ordinary cultivator who had not even reached the Transformation Spring Realm.

The reason why Chen Tian achieved such shocking results in such a short period of time was entirely due to this demonic avatar.

The Demon race was born without any bottlenecks, and they were naturally gifted, able to devour anything in the world without suffering backlash. Therefore, Chen Tian was able to forcibly raise the strength of the demonic avatar to the Great Perfection of the Spirit Gathering Stage in just over half a year by madly consuming high-level pills.

If it were Chen Tian's main body, he really wouldn't be able to cultivate to this level in such a short time.

Of course, all of this was Chen Tian's secret, and he would never mention it to Xiao Feng.

By the way, letting Xiao Feng mistakenly believe that Chen Tian was an otherworldly expert was not a bad thing, because in this way, Xiao Feng would be more wary of Chen Tian in his heart and would not make any small moves in the dark.

In fact, even if Xiao Feng wanted to be detrimental to Chen Tian, Chen Tian would not be afraid of him. Because after cultivating the demonic avatar to the Great Perfection of the Spirit Gathering Stage, with Chen Tian's current strength, although he couldn't defeat those Nascent Sea Realm old monsters, Chen Tian still didn't take Xiao Feng, a Transformation Spring Realm cultivator, seriously.

And if Chen Tian could go one step further and use the 'Three-Phase Immortal Condensation Art' to break through to the Transformation Spring Realm, then even when facing those Nascent Sea Realm old monsters, Chen Tian would have the power to fight.

It was precisely for this reason that Chen Tian guaranteed to Qin Yi and Han Wuming that he would rescue them both.

However, there was a prerequisite before that, and that was that Chen Tian's cultivation must reach the Transformation Spring Realm.

The gap between the Spirit Gathering Stage and the Transformation Spring Realm was enough to be described as an 'insurmountable chasm'. Therefore, if he could not break through to the Transformation Spring Realm, then even if Chen Tian possessed the avatars of the Immortal, Demon, and Monster races, he would still be no match for a single blow from a Nascent Sea Realm old monster.

To put it bluntly, when Chen Tian promised Qin Yi and the others to rescue them, he was actually gambling. He was betting that he could break through to the Transformation Spring Realm within this month.

If he won the bet, then all difficulties would be solved easily; but if he lost, let alone rescuing Qin Yi and Han Wuming, even Chen Tian himself might fall into a place of eternal doom!

This gamble was different from the past. This time, Chen Tian was betting his life.

However, this also gave Chen Tian the courage to burn his boats.

No destruction, no construction. Chen Tian used the pressure of this gamble to whip him to break through to the Transformation Spring Realm.

Apart from this winning method, the rest were all dead ends!

Taking a deep breath, Chen Tian withdrew his thoughts. Although he had cultivated the demonic avatar to the Great Perfection of the Spirit Gathering Stage, it was still far from enough. The next step was crucial.

And the time left for Chen Tian was only half a month.

Chen Tian's eyes flashed, and then he focused all his attention on the purple jade bottle that Xiao Feng had sent.

When Chen Tian heard that this purple jade bottle was given to him by Qin Yi through Xiao Feng, a trace of anticipation instantly arose in his heart. He thought that Qin Yi had used some special method to greatly reduce the refining time of the pseudo-immortal pill, thus completing it ahead of schedule.

But the moment Chen Tian took it, he knew he was wrong.

Because what was contained in this jade bottle was not Wei Zehao's pseudo-immortal pill.

Thinking of this, Chen Tian sighed softly, then unplugged the bottle and poured out the contents.

A purple round pill rolled out of the slender bottleneck, landing steadily in Chen Tian's palm.

The round pill emitted a layer of misty purple light, like a rosy glow, forming a light curtain that stretched across Chen Tian's room, lingering for a long time.

Chen Tian knew that this purple round pill was the 'Purple Spirit Pill' that Qin Yi had refined for him.

Looking at this 'Purple Spirit Pill', a new question suddenly popped up in Chen Tian's mind.