After I Became a Divine Monarch, the Sect Wants Me to Marry In
Chapter 93: Stay Away from This Senior Brother

Chapter 93: Chapter 93: Stay Away from This Senior Brother

On the road.

Gu An took a spirit stone and then left.

He didn’t care about how the other party might react.

At this moment, Luu Wen, who held one less spirit stone in his hand, felt somewhat relieved.

"Thank you, Senior Brother, for showing mercy."

He bowed his head and spoke.

He was skeptical about what that Senior Brother had said, but he didn’t think much of it.

He could only walk quickly towards the outside.

To avoid having his spirit stones "borrowed", he usually collected his resources quite late.

It was an easy way to avoid the gaze of some people.

Today his luck was bad, and he had been targeted.

Or rather, there were already some people starting to watch for their targets in the afternoon.

Before he could even leave the sect, he encountered several familiar faces.

Three burly men approached, smiling at Luu Wen, "Old Man Luu? Long time no see, how did you know I was tight on funds recently?"

The brawny man narrowed his eyes, feeling like his luck was particularly good today.

Borrowing spirit stones, of course, it was best to find someone you knew well.

Picking someone unknown, there’s a risk they might drop their spirit stones when confronted.

At that time, he even doubted himself, wondering if everyone was like this.

Fortunately, it was not so exaggerated.

But after being forced to pick up that spirit stone, he did become a lot more cautious.

Once bitten, twice shy.

It makes sense.

But today, wasn’t this person rushing to offer himself up for him to ’borrow’ from?

"Senior Brother, I..." Luu Wen started to speak.

However, the other party didn’t give him a chance to speak:

"I know you don’t have many spirit stones, we won’t be unreasonable, just one for each of us."

Luu Wen looked at the person in front of him with a bitter feeling in his heart.

He opened his mouth, but for a moment, he didn’t know what to say.

Especially since these people were already surrounding him.

There were many people in the sect, and most of them had never been ’borrowed’ spirit stones from.

But he often encountered such situations.

Old now, with no more future prospects, so this was an unavoidable situation.

He had fought back before, but the consequences were even worse.

Feeling the spirit stones in his chest, he lowered his brow.

But soon he felt a pain in his abdomen, and his body was sent flying backward.

The embarrassed Luu Wen pleaded to the three men, "Senior Brothers..."

"Go on," said the three, who had approached and were looking at him coldly.

At that moment, Luu Wen suddenly remembered what that Senior Brother had said just now, and gritting his teeth, he said finally:

"Just now a Senior Brother said that these spirit stones were his and that I had picked them up."

"Are you using another Senior Brother to pressure me?" The brawny man laughed loudly.

Luu Wen immediately added, "He told me to call him Senior Brother Gu."

The laughing brawny man suddenly paused.

All three froze for a moment.

"Who did you say? Gu An?"

"I... I know his surname is Gu."

"You picked up his spirit stones?"

"Yes, I did."

The three of them all took a step back simultaneously.

They glanced at each other.

"Damn it, it turns out to be Old Man Gu."

"So, are we still ’borrowing’?"

"How many would we have to pay back for borrowing three?"

For a moment, the three men cursed: "Relying on his strong cultivation, so unbridled! When I reach Qi Refining Eighth Layer, I’ll have to find him no matter what."

"I heard that even a Senior Brother at the Qi Refining Eighth Layer had his spirit stones picked up by him," said another brawny man.

The remaining two: "..."

"Let’s go, let’s go, this is damned bad luck, that old man whose one foot is almost in the grave, his evil spirit lingers on." The three men cursed as they walked away.

Others might not know who this Old Man Gu was, but within their ’borrowing’ spirit stones circle, the news had spread widely.

Watching the three men leave, Luu Wen was somewhat in disbelief.

Recalling the Senior Brother from just now, he stood there in a daze.

An indescribable emotion surged through his heart.

He had joined the sect many years ago, at first it was fine, but then as he was not able to progress further, he gradually aged.

Since then, no one had ever done anything for him.

No one had ever helped him.

Because he wasn’t worth it.

Today, he seemed to have encountered a different senior brother.

At the same time.

Gu An walked out of the sect.

In fact, the words he had just told the elder were somewhat impulsive.

But since he said it, it was said.

He hoped it wouldn’t cause trouble.

If it did, he would have to brace himself and accept it.

Words said, actions taken.

Naturally, there was no need to worry too much.

On his way to the city, Gu An saw two Immortals.

One was Zeng Lan, whose complexion was somewhat pale, and the other seemed to be an Immortal with a good relationship with her.

Gu An looked over, and the counterpart looked back.

For a moment, the unfamiliar Immortal seemed startled and quickly ran away with Zeng Lan.

Gu An was puzzled and didn’t think much of it.

However, the departing Zeng Lan had doubts:

"Senior Sister Meng, what’s wrong?"

Senior Sister Meng looked back slightly scared and said: "That senior brother we just saw, better to avoid him as much as possible in the future."

"What’s wrong with him?" Zeng Lan was puzzled.

"The senior brother who often drops Spirit Stones, the one who doesn’t like being called Junior Brother; I’m somewhat familiar with a few senior brothers and sisters, and this is how they describe him," Senior Sister Meng said in a low voice.

Zeng Lan was slightly confused.

"It’s just that he can’t stand others calling him Junior Brother; he gets angry and resorts to fighting," explained Senior Sister Meng. "I heard quite a few people got beaten up by him."

Upon hearing this, Zeng Lan pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.

So that’s what it was, and then curiously asked: "And what’s the deal with the senior brother who often loses Spirit Stones?"

"It’s like borrowing Spirit Stones, but he doesn’t look for one person; he looks for a group," Senior Sister Meng sighed.

"The story goes that when he runs out of Spirit Stones, he’ll ask a group of senior brothers and sisters if they’ve picked up any Spirit Stones.

Then, there follows a big fight, where a group of them are no match for him.

In the end, each person is forced to ’pick up’ five Spirit Stones for him."

Zeng Lan was shocked, she didn’t expect this senior brother to be such a person.

But why had she never heard about it before?

...

Gu An was unaware of how others spoke of him.

But those junior brothers and sisters who had ’lent’ him Spirit Stones would avoid him when they saw him.

This he knew.

After all, after getting Spirit Stones, he liked to wander around.

Waiting for others to approach him.

Indeed, there were many kind-hearted people who were generous.

But now, there was not a single one left.

In the city market.

Gu An was specifically looking at magic techniques.

Most were for Qi Refinement.

Then, he saw a Foundation Establishment Technique at one of the stalls.

"Only Swordsmanship?" Gu An curiously asked.

The stall owner, a middle-aged man, said: "Qi Refining? You buying?"

"Buying it for my friend, he’s browsing somewhere else," Gu An casually replied.

"Sword Skill, Swordsmanship, or Boxing, which one does your friend want?" the stall owner asked.

"Boxing," Gu An replied.

Then, an ancient looking book fell in front of Gu An.

On it were three big characters, "Sea Suppressing Fist."

After skimming through the beginning pages, Gu An felt it was authentic.

It seemed to follow the same lineage as Mountain Opening Fist.

Ordinary, hard to achieve Great Success, but very powerful.

Once perfected, most Foundation Establishment techniques could be suppressed with one punch.

"Senior, how many Spirit Stones for this book?" Gu An asked.

"Five hundred," the stall owner answered.

Gu An was astonished; although this was a Foundation Establishment technique, it looked quite rough.

It was that pricey?

"How about a bit cheaper?" Gu An asked.

The stall owner hesitated and said: "Alright, four hundred and eighty."

"How about one hundred and twenty?" Gu An bargained.

Hearing this, the other party was stunned.