Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

When Wen Bumian woke up, he was in Cang Shuzi's Canghua Palace. He had changed into clean clothes and the room was full of people.

Cang Shuzi, Xing Mingzi, Jiang Tingwan and Gu Qingman have been waiting for a long time.

After seeing everyone, Wen Bumian forced himself to sit up. When he was about to get out of bed to thank them, Xing Mingzi held him down in time and said, "You are seriously injured and need to rest. No need to be polite."

Wen Bu Mian, who was in pain and weak all over, could only sit on the bed and thank everyone: "Thank you very much, Wen Bu Mian would like to thank San Yuan Zong for saving my life."

"Are you really the leader of Zizai Sect?" Gu Qingman asked.

At the same time, Jiang Tingwan also asked excitedly: "Are you Wen Bumian, the one who made his fortune by refining medicine?"

Similar sentences but different tones. Jiang Tingwan's eyes lit up as if he had seen a savior, and he interrupted Gu Qingman's question.

Wen Bumian was shocked by her reaction, and for a moment he couldn't match her with any of the elders in the rumors.

"Third Senior Sister? Are you overreacting?"

Gu Qingman didn’t understand why Jiang Tingwan was so excited, but her words made Wen Bumian confirm Jiang Tingwan’s identity.

He was a little surprised and asked, "Are you the third elder of Sanyuan Sect?"

Noticing everyone's gazes, Jiang Tingwan had no choice but to restrain his expression and resume his aloof attitude, "You can ask."

Jiang Tingwan stopped interrupting, so Gu Qingman continued to ask, "I wonder why Sect Master Wen was chased here by his own sect members? What happened in the sect?"

Hearing this, Wen Bumian's expression instantly became gloomy, and he looked lonely. "As you can see, Zizai Sect has indeed encountered a rebellion. It all started when I sold three Daluo Jiuzhuan Golden Pills to a mysterious person a few days ago."

"Daluo Nine Revolutions Golden Pill?"

There was another curious voice, but this time it was not from Jiang Tingwan, but from Xing Mingzi, "What is that?"

Xing Mingzi himself is an alchemist, but the pills he refines are the same as those of most alchemists, mostly for healing and cultivating spiritual energy. They do have some effect in assisting cultivation, but if they are separated from the path of cultivation, it would be completely a waste of time. Now that he has seen the legendary Wen Bumian, he naturally pays more attention to him.

"It is rumored that the elixir refined by Zizai Sect's leader Wen Bumian can help ordinary people skip the path of cultivating immortals and directly step into the ranks of cultivators. I wonder if this is true or not?"

Wen Bumian looked up at Xing Mingzi opposite him and smelled a faint scent of herbs from him. He instantly knew why he asked this question.

After hesitantly glancing at the four people in the room, he let down his guard and finally confirmed: "You all saved my life, so I shouldn't hide this. The medicine I made does have this effect."

"..."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the people who were practicing diligently in the room were struck by lightning, especially Xing Mingzi, who seemed to have their cognition refreshed. Even Gu Qingman, who was about to ask questions, was shocked for a moment.

“But it’s not as miraculous as the outside world says.”

Upon seeing this, Wen Bumian explained in time, which made everyone's expression ease a little and waited for him to continue.

"The medicine I refine is divided into two types. One type is a medicine that assists cultivators in their cultivation, just like other elixirs. This medicine cannot be separated from the method of cultivation, but its effect is hundreds of times higher than that of ordinary medicine. The cultivation pills we sell to the outside world are of this type. Depending on the high and low grades of the medicinal materials used, they can help cultivators break through bottlenecks, and they can also help mortals who have not been able to find the way for many years to open their spiritual consciousness and step into the ranks of cultivators. This must be the reason why there are rumors in the outside world."

Wen Bumian explained the rumors from the outside world in a way that everyone could understand. Only then did Xing Mingzi's expression ease and he accepted that it was because he was not as skilled as others.

Then he asked, "What about the second one?"

"The second is what I just mentioned, the Great Luo Nine Transformations Golden Pill. It can help the user condense spiritual energy in a short period of time, allowing them to reach any realm. However, this method is extremely dangerous. Not only is there a time limit, but it also has extremely high requirements for the user's physique. After the effect of the drug wears off, the body will quickly collapse and become limp and powerless."

“…” There was silence in the room again, everyone had their own thoughts.

Xing Mingzi seemed to be lost in some scholarly contemplation, and also seemed to be somewhat contradictory and frustrated, so she stopped asking questions.

Cang Shuzi also had a solemn expression on his face, but no one could tell what he was thinking.

Only Gu Qingman, who got the explanation, had a look of disdain on her face. It was indeed some unorthodox teachings. However, due to Wen Bumian's presence, she could not show it clearly and could only continue with her previous questions. However, she was interrupted as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Then is there no way to extend the time a little longer? Or have fewer side effects?"

Gu Qingman turned her head towards the voice and saw Jiang Tingwan looking excited, as if he was extremely curious about it.

Gu Qingman immediately glanced at her with disdain, and then she was confused again: No! Didn't she always disdain such unorthodox practices?

Wen Bumian was slightly stunned by Jiang Tingwan's sudden question. He looked at Jiang Tingwan with confusion, as if he was thinking about something, but finally shook his head.

Jiang Tingwan hung her head in disappointment after getting the answer. It turned out that there was no such thing as a free lunch. She had realized that the pill Cang Shuzi had brought back for her was of this kind. After taking the pill last time, she had been paralyzed in bed for several days, and her vitality was greatly damaged.

Noticing that everyone had strayed from the topic, even Gu Qingman, who wanted to get back to the main topic, did not speak again. After a long silence, Cang Shuzi finally asked about the main issue: "Master Wen just said that there was a rebellion in Zizai Sect, but what was the reason?"

When Cang Shuzi spoke, everyone noticed that they had gone off topic and looked embarrassed. Gu Qingman immediately stared at Jiang Tingwan and Xing Mingzi with a reproachful look, as if to say: It's all your fault!

When Wen Bu Mian heard this, he looked at Cang Shuzi and then he remembered what happened in the sect. He frowned slightly for a moment, as if he was thinking of something sad, and his expression was mournful:

"All of this is my fault. I am conceited and self-righteous. I was originally an ordinary pharmacist in the human world, but I accidentally figured out the method of breaking through the realm with elixirs, and thus stepped into the path of immortality. Because I witnessed many people who yearned to cultivate immortality but died with regrets for many years without entering the door of the law, I gave them the elixir of cultivation that can break through the barrier between mortals and cultivators, and help them step into the ranks of cultivators."

When Wen Bumian said this, his expression became regretful and helpless. "But who knew that this would attract the covetousness of many people who wanted to gain something for nothing. They established the Zizai Sect in my name and tricked me into refining more elixirs for them to enhance their cultivation. After I saw through their trickery, they turned it into a threat."

Wen Bumian held his forehead with his right hand, as if he had said something crucial, or as if he was ashamed and was speechless.

Gu Qingman saw his expression, but still couldn't help asking: "It is rumored outside that the Sect Master has broken through to the lower heaven level. How can they threaten you?"

"That's because they threatened me with my wife's life. I had no choice but to continue being their sect leader and refining pills for them. Knowing their true nature, I was reserved about refining pills. I told them that although my pills were miraculous, even if they broke through the realm after taking them, they still needed to practice to consolidate their effects. They believed it."

"But not long ago, a mysterious man appeared in the Qianjinfang, where Zizaimen sells elixirs. He came to buy elixirs that can enhance cultivation for an important person, and he was generous, so I was able to meet him. I was moved by his sincerity, and I sold him three 'Daluo Jiuzhuan Jindan' out of my heart."

Hearing this, Jiang Tingwan subconsciously looked in the direction of Cang Shuzi, only to see that his face looked slightly heavy, as if he had anticipated Wen Bumian's next words.

"Maybe they overheard our conversation, or maybe I had already exposed something. After learning about this, they forced me to refine a large amount of these pills for them. When I refused, they threatened with my wife's life and severed the two mysterious veins in my body..." When he said this, Wen Bumian's tone gradually turned into a tearful tone.

"Just the day before yesterday, she couldn't bear to see me being controlled by others anymore... and she actually... committed suicide in front of me, using her life to buy my departure..."

Wen Bumian covered his eyes in pain, not wanting anyone to see him like this, but soon after, two streams of painful tears flowed out from between his fingers.

Gu Qingman and Cang Shuzi, who were about to ask a question, looked at each other and could not bear to speak any more.

Jiang Tingwan looked at a grown man in his early thirties crying like this and didn't know how to comfort him for a moment. She didn't expect that the minor supporting character she wrote would have such a story line.

More importantly, his current situation seemed to be somewhat due to himself.

Jiang Tingwan glanced at Cang Shuzi and saw that he had the same expression, which meant he conceded that the mysterious person he was talking about was himself.

Wen Bumian was reminiscing about his deceased wife and crying uncontrollably. Everyone in the room looked at each other in pity, and no one was too embarrassed to ask any questions.

Finally, it was Cang Shuzi who spoke up: "Master Wen, I'm so sorry for your injuries. Your injuries haven't healed yet, and being sad is also harmful to your health. Since you have arrived at Sanyuan Sect, you should stay here with peace of mind. You can make plans for the future later."

Cang Shuzi stood beside Wen Bumian's bed to comfort him, with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

Finally, he turned around and told everyone, "Let's go out first and let Sect Master Wen recuperate."

After Cang Shuzi finished speaking, he walked out of the room first, and Xing Mingzi and Gu Qingman also left politely.

Jiang Tingwan, who also felt guilty, took another look at the person on the bed.

He couldn't help but comfort her: "Master Wen, please accept my condolences."

He turned around and left. When he was about to step out of the door, he heard a voice of mourning for his deceased wife behind him: "Ten years of life and death, I can't forget you without thinking about you. You are a lonely soul thousands of miles away, with nowhere to express your sadness..."

Hearing the familiar poetry, Jiang Tingwan subconsciously stopped, turned around and looked back, only to see the person on the bed still looking towards the window, looking sad.

Jiang Tingwan shook his head slightly. Although he felt a little strange, he finally left the house and closed the door.