After I Became a Divine Monarch, the Sect Wants Me to Marry In
Chapter 132: You Should Be Grateful We Even Bother with You

Chapter 132: Chapter 132: You Should Be Grateful We Even Bother with You

Seeing the outcome of the Ring of Destiny, Gu An sighed with lowered eyes.

Indeed, he was given the cold shoulder.

And to know that Ren Yinghua was also among them.

Thinking about it, it had to be that he was arranged here by him.

Besides, to know more, it’s best to interact more with the people here.

The feedback from the Ring of Destiny would be more as well.

Considering the current situation, he still had enough time to gradually become stronger.

Once his power reached the level, he would try to break free from this Great Vortex.

It’s a pity that the logging was not satisfactory.

After pondering for a long time, Gu An thought whether he should find a way to join the nighttime logging.

The Outer Sect has it, the Inner Sect definitely has it too.

A pathway is needed.

Normal logging forests should all have it.

Today, Gu An did not engage in logging, he planned to visit the Foundation Establishment Wood Cutting Forest of Qianchen Peak.

It should also contain Thunder Wood and Shocking God Wood.

However, passing by the small square, he found a few people studying magic techniques.

These people Gu An had seen a few times, exactly those who joined the Inner Sect with him.

Disciples under Senior Brother Ye.

Three men and two women.

All fairly young.

When coming here, Gu An did not expect to encounter them, luckily Senior Brother Ye was not present, so he didn’t need to bother with them.

Everyone follows their own path.

Everyone has a bright future.

Yet before he could leave, suddenly one of the men looked over and said:

"Hey you, come over for a second."

Hearing this, the people around also looked over, and finding it was Gu An, their eyes were filled with a bit of mockery.

It seemed like they were teasing someone insignificant.

Gu An thought for a moment, but still walked over.

These people wanted to trouble him, it can be avoided once, but not twice.

So it was better to see what they wanted to do.

"Is there something you need, Senior Brothers?" Gu An politely inquired.

"Junior Brother has been logging?" one of the young men dressed in black robes had a hint of sternness in his eyes.

"Yes, this is the task left by Senior Brother Ye." Gu An nodded.

"Junior Brother has worked hard." Meng Fa spoke gently, and then continued:

"Is Junior Brother resting at the moment?"

"I plan to visit the logging area." Gu An did not hide anything.

It was not a matter of great importance.

"Seems quite idle, apparently not really carrying out Senior Brother Ye’s verbal orders." A female Immortal mocked.

Gu An did not respond, but said: "If there’s nothing else Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters need, I will take my leave."

"Hold on a moment." Meng Fa stopped him and said, "Junior Brother must have seen that we few are cultivating here."

Gu An nodded: "I saw."

"To assist Senior Brother Ye, and for our team to triumph, we five dare not slack off and are cultivating day and night." Meng Fa spoke earnestly:

"It’s not for personal desires, but for our entire team.

The Spiritual Cuisine at the cafeteria is about to begin, and we hope Junior Brother can help us line up and order food.

After the order is placed, we should be arriving shortly.

Then Junior Brother can go about his business, alright?"

"Who will pay for the Spirit Stones?" asked Gu An.

"The stench of copper coins." A rather young Immortal seriously commented:

"Does Junior Brother not feel as if his eyes are only set on Spirit Stones?"

Following that, Meng Fa added:

"Junior Brother, we are after all one team, talking about Spirit Stones seems a bit hurtful to the relationship.

If it is something we should pay for, would we shortchange Junior Brother?

We all do it for the team, and also to help Senior Brother Ye.

Of course, it’s also for our own sake.

So, while we’re responsible for cultivation, Junior Brother handles logistics.

With everyone working together, can’t we secure victory more effectively?

If we win against other teams, Junior Brother’s contribution will also be indispensable."

"Right, Junior Brother’s cultivation is a bit weak, talent a bit lacking, and age a bit greater; being able to help with some logistics matters is also counted as a contribution.

We will also put in a good word for Junior Brother with Senior Brother Ye," another strong-built man spoke up.

He appeared to be in his thirties.

Gu An didn’t know them well, but he was familiar with their kind of talk.

It all boiled down to hoping he would run errands for them, contributing for free.

In the end, achievements or credit, naturally, would have nothing to do with him.

What achievements could a mere errand runner have?

Asking him to run errands was already considering him highly.

Gu An had already anticipated what these people would say when the time came.

So, he refused.

"I possess limited cultivation and am unworthy of such a heavy burden, please seek someone else."

As soon as he finished speaking, he intended to leave.

However, the Immortal who had spoken earlier spoke up again:

"Just a decrepit old fool putting on airs, what’s the act for?

You’re nothing but a discarded pawn by Senior Brother Ye, and in the future, we are destined to be the ones you look up to, and it’s an honor for you if we even call you Junior Brother."

Gu An turned to look.

He noted the woman was young with remarkable talent.

Having such cultivation in the Outer Sect usually meant working for someone from the Inner Sect.

After all, Qing Chenxi whom he had met before was such a person.

But compared to Qing Chenxi, she was quite average.

Or perhaps he really was so unworthy that they didn’t need to think twice.

"Junior Brother, although Junior Sister Lin’s words may sound unpleasant, they are not without reason.

Having associations with us, others will consider it.

Serving us loyally is not something everyone can do.

While we may sometimes have a temper and might lash out at you, it’s only us.

Others still need to show you respect," said Meng Fa with a friendly smile:

"Moreover, refusing us is somewhat of an affront.

We won’t do anything excessive, but if some Spirit Stones were to be lost, and Junior Brother happened to find them...

That would be even more injurious to our good relations.

Especially if it happens in front of a crowd, what would the other disciples think of Junior Brother?

Might they suspect Junior Brother of stealing Spirit Stones?

So, help us by queuing up for food orders; at most, we’d owe you some Spirit Stones, which we will surely repay later.

But if you don’t, it’s as if Junior Brother has picked up our Spirit Stones.

One who often loses Spirit Stones should understand this principle.

The words are harsh, but the logic is sound. Think carefully, Junior Brother."

Gu An, who had intended to leave, turned his head to look at the five of them.

These five seemed quite certain they had him cornered.

Were they looking for a servant?

Watching the group before him, Gu An stepped forward.

Meng Fa didn’t pay much attention to Gu An’s approach.

An old man in just the early stage of Foundation Establishment, he wouldn’t take long to suppress.

However, before Meng Fa’s thoughts had settled, he saw Gu An move.

In an instant, Meng Fa’s Defensive Treasure activated.

But Gu An’s foot had already kicked out.

Bang!

At the moment the Defensive Treasure activated, Gu An’s foot heavily landed on Meng Fa’s abdomen.

The overconfident Meng Fa suddenly felt as if he were struck by a savage beast, the force so overwhelming that he couldn’t retaliate.

He was sent flying.

His Spiritual Energy came to a halt, unable to circulate.

Then, the sound of cracking was heard within his body, the noise of breaking bones.

Agony spread through his body with his blood.

Bang! Meng Fa heavily crashed to the ground.

But still, he endured the pain and stood up.

About to counterattack with his Magic Treasure.

And to employ his Magic technique.

But before he could even form a hand seal, a hand came crashing down.

Slap!

A slap twisted Meng Fa’s face.

And then, he felt his head being grasped.

Soon, he felt a throbbing as the ground rushed toward his face.

Bang!

His forehead collided with the ground, his head making a cracking sound.

Blood sprayed forth.

At this moment, Meng Fa became frightened, feeling as though this man intended to beat him to death.

The next moment, he realized a foot was stepping on his face, grinding it against the ground.

A little more pressure, and his head would burst.

"Ma— Master, pu—"

Meng Fa spat out blood.

He felt someone gripping his hair, lifting him up.

Then he saw a face, cold and detached, slowly asking: "What did you call me?"

...

Planning to change my name, if you have any objections, raise them now.