Sha Chen's words made the Black Bear Spirit's face turn pale. He was utterly terrified.
He exclaimed in shock, "Master, I don't want to become a Daluo Golden Immortal anymore. I'm quite happy as I am."
Sha Chen glared at him and said, "Without any ambition, I don't keep useless things around here. If you don't agree, then get out right now."
The Black Bear Spirit was on the verge of tears, kneeling and kowtowing on the ground.
Leaving now would be akin to seeking death, and he certainly did not wish to die.
Sha Chen mixed threats with inducements, exhausted all kind words, and kicked and punched him until the Black Bear Spirit desolately agreed.
He said with a smile, "Don't be so downcast. Could I harm you? Achieving this task isn't something that will happen in a moment's notice either."
"We still have two to three months to prepare, right? I can teach you some Divine Powers and spells, and even give you one or two Magical Tools. Your chances of success are quite high."
