After I Became a Divine Monarch, the Sect Wants Me to Marry In
Chapter 349 - 263: The Fate of Being Sent to Other Halls_2

Chapter 349: Chapter 263: The Fate of Being Sent to Other Halls_2

"Don’t worry, let’s draw blood first, it won’t be too painful."

"No, don’t do this, I am valuable, I can do many things for you." Daoist Hu said in terror while looking at the knife:

"I want to return to the First Institute, tell the leader there, I can write Cultivation Techniques, I can write Magic, I can work for him.

No, don’t, I can sell my life, I can help you do more things.

I...

I want to go back to the First Institute, please, let me return to the First Institute.

Don’t, don’t!!!"

A pitiful scream followed.

Above.

Cheng Yu came to a room, gently knocked on the door.

Waiting for the person inside to agree, he then entered.

Upon entering, he saw a young man sitting at the central desk, reading a book.

"Senior Brother Mo." Cheng Yu bowed respectfully.

"How is the matter handled?" Senior Brother Mo asked without raising his head.

Cheng Yu respectfully said to the person in front of him: "The problematic person has been sent to the First Institute, but isn’t this approach somewhat improper? Even though Junior Brother Gu has merits, it’s not the time to make an enemy over interest conflicts.

This could easily cause problems.

Actually, there’s no need to befriend, but it’s also not necessary to make an enemy.

The matter at Heavenly Suspension Peak, after all, doesn’t directly concern us.

Is there really a need to dirty your hands, Brother?"

Hearing this, the other party slightly raised his eyebrows, his icy gaze falling on Cheng Yu.

The latter felt an inexplicable chill and hastily bowed his head.

"Are you teaching me how to handle affairs?" Senior Brother Mo’s voice was icy cold.

"I dare not." Cheng Yu shook his head.

"Outside, you indeed are the Master of the Fifth Institute, but when you come to the Fifth Institute, do you know who is in charge?" Senior Brother Mo asked in a soft voice.

"Of course, it’s Senior Brother who is in charge, being able to represent Senior Brother outside is my honor." Cheng Yu immediately said.

Senior Brother Mo put down his book and said, "You should know, your talent is not something we look upon favorably. You are the Master of the Fifth Institute not because you are special, but because we are silently supporting you from behind.

Otherwise, with your ability, would you be able to handle so many tasks?

These people even control Primordial Spirits, you can’t even comprehend why Primordial Spirits are powerful, nor can you bear their danger.

Remember to think carefully before you speak in the future.

That’s how you can properly be a Master."

Cheng Yu immediately bowed deeply: "Yes, Senior Brother, your lesson is well-heeded."

"Regarding targeting the First Institute, just do as I said, and avoid unnecessary talk." Senior Brother Mo picked up his book again and waved his hand nonchalantly: "You may go now."

Cheng Yu nodded and finally left the room.

Once outside, his eyes downcast, he sighed inwardly.

Insulting the First Institute was his own doing, no one else to blame.

He sighed in his heart, they also know that people with high merits should not be provoked if possible.

And yet, he has become the provocateur.

No way to turn back.

How could Gu An possibly know who is targeting him?

Unfortunately, he had no choice but to board this ship.

Whatever the outcome, he must strive to accept it but also ensure to push himself further.

The Fifth Institute is his hope.

...

First Institute.

Gu An looked at the three people standing behind him.

An indifferent woman, a man with a sneering smile.

And a middle-aged man, whose eyes contained strange runes.

Each of them seemed ready to explode at any moment.

And without exception, their cultivations were extremely high,

surpassing Primordial Spirits.

Gu An couldn’t even see it.

Such people, too dangerous.

If it hadn’t been for the Eight Sound Array, he would not bring them back from the Middle Court even if they fought.

It’s known that without powerful figures in charge, they could cause disturbances at any moment.

The Law Enforcement Hall assigning such fearsome people to various Institutes really shows their trust in us Golden Core cultivators.

This test is somewhat absurd.

Gu An regained his focus and asked Pang Wen for some books, looking at the three people he said: "Elders, it was a rush earlier and I didn’t record the basic information.

I can record now.

May I know the esteemed names of the elders?"

The indifferent woman, her features exquisite and possessing an ethereal quality, looked at Gu An and said:

"Leng Qingtao. Do you want to hear about my cultivation?"

"Please mention the Sect, cultivation, it’s better for all of us.

After all, ultimately we are going to release Elders.

We seek wealth without risking our lives." Gu An said while looking at the book indifferently.

The other party was slightly surprised, then said: "Linghua Valley, Early Stage of Returning to Void."

Early Stage of Returning to Void, Gu An noted down, feeling a bit astonished in his heart.

Up to now, he had never encountered someone who openly admitted to being in the Returning to Void realm.

Although Chu Meng, Dongfang Changli, and Senior Brother Mei Jianghe might be at this realm.

But he had never heard them acknowledge it, so he didn’t have much of an impression.

And now, he heard someone mention it for the first time.

After recording, Gu An turned his head and looked towards the room beside him, saying: "Senior lives across, right?"

"Is the treatment good for those with high cultivation?" The young man behind asked with a smile.

Gu An nodded slightly: "Barely acceptable."

After all, he himself had never encountered a Returning to Void, living across allows one to have a place alone.

"In the future, if there are stronger people, would they be the ones living here?" the young man asked.

Gu An nodded: "Yes, but not necessarily, if the senior’s value is higher, they can continue to stay."

"Is this how you earn resources?" the man asked.

"Not really, I haven’t earned a single spirit stone so far." Gu An replied.

"Why?"

"Because I just let them write down cultivation technique insights, magic insights, as long as the writings are valuable enough, they can leave."

"Is that all?"

"Just that."

"Haha, then you are truly foolish, such things are surely plentiful in your Sect, it’s no better than waste paper to your Sect, and you let people go like this, might as well trade for some spirit stones."

Gu An was of course aware of this truth, but...

The Sect’s stuff is not as convenient to read as what’s here.

Currently, he didn’t want to force anything.

Just raise the cultivation of people here a bit, then later he can log peacefully.

"Senior is right, if senior wishes, you can also write, if there’s no problem, you can leave," Gu An said.

"You really can’t do business." The man chuckled: "Alright, bring me paper and pen, I’ll write."

"Senior, won’t you mention your name and Sect?" Gu An asked.

"Can I use a pseudonym?" asked the other party.

"Yes." Gu An nodded.

"Zhang San."

"Good, your Sect and cultivation?"

"Can I not say?"

"That’s also fine."

"Then I won’t say, after all, what if I leave in a few days?"

Gu An nodded, not saying anything more, but turned to look at the last one.

The other party looked at Gu An and coldly said: "Zhang Si, don’t ask anything else."

Gu An wrote down the name, then handed the data to Pang Wen: "Keep it up, it’s over to you guys now."

After locking up the people, Gu An and the others left.

Zhang San looking around couldn’t help but remark: "This place is really clean, makes me wonder if it’s actually a Demon Sect."

Leng Qingtao sneered: "I wonder what those three who left are thinking now."

"What else can they think? Useless trash, most likely turned into puppets, dead as can be." Zhang San laughed heartily: "They don’t even know that they just left a good place."

Upon hearing this, the crowd grew curious, Zhao Qingshan asked: "Did the three fellow daoists come from another institute? What’s the situation there?"

"What situation?" Zhang Si chuckled:

"What else can it be with the Demon Sect? They don’t value a bit of spirit stones, let alone the so-called cultivation techniques and magic, it’s all about extracting the utmost benefit.

If profits aren’t enough, of course, it’s either crafting puppets or luring other fellow sect members.

Never heard of them letting people go."

With that, everyone broke into a cold sweat.

Zhang San wondered: "Speaking of which, they have troublesome people there, wonder who from your lot will be exchanged next."

Listening to this, Qiao He and Zhao Qin wished they could slap themselves.

If they had worked properly before, they might have been out already.

Those who were tasked with writing magic techniques were now even more diligent.

Zhuo Shide was so frightened he shouted out loud: "Jailer Yang, Jailer Yang."

Pang Wen came over.

"Manager Pang, quick, give me paper and pen, I have a strong desire to write now, I want to write down everything I know for you.

I am a great good prisoner." Zhuo Shide said eagerly.

Pang Wen nodded, he had just asked the lead team, knowing that all those below are treated the same.

Even those in the Returning to Void need not worry too much.

Once in the First Institute, they can’t stir up any trouble.

Meanwhile.

Gu An returned to the courtyard, unaware if those three would bring any trouble.

Just as he got back, he saw Chu Meng sitting on a chair, contorting his mouth, one plate of peanuts after another pouring in.

The latter kept hitting with his tail, painfully resisting.

Gu An: "..."

Did you not consider that he might not like it?