After I Became a Divine Monarch, the Sect Wants Me to Marry In-Chapter 182: Greed Knows No Bounds

Upon returning to his abode, Gu An did not hesitate to begin enhancing his cultivation.

The individual from the Left Courtyard proved stronger than he anticipated.

He couldn’t discern their cultivation level.

Yet they were stronger than both Leader Hou and Song Leader.

Judging from their Qi, they should still be within the Golden Core realm.

Afterward, Gu An started to extract the values from his Hard Cultivation.

His Hard Cultivation began even in his dreams.

Cultivation is tedious and dull, day after day, year after year, without witnessing the cycle of sun and moon nor the change of seasons.

When enough strength had accumulated, he launched a breakthrough.

Although there were some hindrances, he finally managed, with great difficulty, to break through the bottleneck of the Golden Core Late Stage.

Successfully entering the Golden Core Late Stage.

Thus, Gu An opened his eyes, feeling the transformation of strength within his body.

For a moment, he felt like he could go and try his skills against Leader Hou.

His confidence swelled somewhat.

Shaking his head, Gu An cast aside those thoughts.

Then came the breath adjustment, getting accustomed to the current level of cultivation.

Circulating the Qi Breathing Chapter allowed for better control over his power.

At this time, it was still dark. After completing his cultivation, Gu An went out and headed for Qianchen Peak.

October 1st, to collect resources.

Everything went smoothly; there was no one borrowing Spirit Stones.

For a moment, he felt nostalgic about his days in the Outer Sect.

But no matter how many Spirit Stones were borrowed, it couldn’t compare to what he was earning in the Outer Peak.

Logging for a month rewarded him with one hundred and fifty Spirit Stones, which was something he would not even dare dream of before.

In the night logging yard of the Outer Sect, plus the resources, he would only make eleven or twelve Spirit Stones a month.

A year’s earnings could not compete with his one month now.

"Now, am I considered part of the high-income group?"

Thirty Spirit Stones for Golden Core, one hundred Spirit Stones after the probation period in the Outer Peak, plus one hundred and fifty for logging.

That made two hundred eighty a month.

How many people had such an income?

Unfortunately, though he was earning so much, it was still far from what An Xinru greedily wanted in a month.

Without pondering further, Gu An returned to his dwelling.

He had wanted to give MianTiao some food, but unfortunately, it had left again.

Now, seeing MianTiao leave did not sit well with Gu An.

He was afraid it would bring back something troublesome again.

Without any reason, he might provoke some people whom he had not even met.

With that, Gu An no longer lingered and instead headed for the Outer Peak.

On the way, he saw Zeng Lan and Yu Tu.

On the road, Yu Tu asked, "Senior Sister, have you gotten used to it yet?"

"I am used to it, but how exactly did I get in?" Zeng Lan was somewhat curious.

"I, I don’t know," Yu Tu shook his head:

"I, I haven’t heard."

"I really should thank that Senior Brother, but I still can’t go to the night logging yard," Zeng Lan said with some regret.

"Are you, are you really short on Spirit Stones?" Yu Tu asked curiously.

Zeng Lan shook her head and smiled: "Not at all, I’ve received preferential treatment since entering the Inner Sect and gained more Spirit Stones. There’s really no difference with an increase here and a decrease there.

Are you going to see your childhood sweetheart?"

"Yes, ye-yeah, I am, to give her, give her the Spirit Stones," Yu Tu nodded.

Zeng Lan hesitated for a moment but ultimately did not speak.

Gu An saw them and heard their conversation.

But he did not approach.

In Qianchen Peak, being acquainted with him wasn’t necessarily a good thing.

If he approached, would it be better for them to keep their distance or not?

He decided not to trouble them.

Afterward, Gu An returned to logging.

Three days later.

His magic was at its peak.

After much contemplation, Gu An finally decided to learn the Wanxiang Senluo Qi Breathing Chapter.

Soon Gu An felt himself fall into an endless dream.

Feeling the changes in Qi, he drew upon it to exhibit its power.

Eventually, he integrated the Qi, seeking understanding of himself, comprehending his own being.

With that, Gu An opened his eyes.

His brow furrowed.

Now the Qi Breathing Chapter had been perfected.

But...

It was not genuine Perfection.

Perfection turned out to be achieving perfection in the use of techniques, not in mastering control itself.

Seeking understanding of oneself, understanding power—the more one comprehends, the finer the control over power one will have.

As long as one understands thoroughly, one can hide oneself when advancing and detect others’ concealment when retreating.

Both are Perfection, yet one could be as different as heaven and earth.

But it’s unknown if, under such circumstances, one can still use the numerical value of Magic.

We’ll talk about it later.

At this moment, Gu An felt his divine aura concealed, his Qi invisible.

In the beginning, he was sharp and outstanding; now it’s as if his edges have been worn down.

To further improve the Seven Emotions and Six Desires, would mean being suppressed by life, reduced to mediocrity.

Thus, attracting less attention.

Hoping for a more serene life.

After all, one must establish a footing in the Sect.

And being treated as a mere tool is not his pursuit.

Speaking of tools, Gu An took out the Crack Blade and the Sword Skill.

When there’s time, he could study it and see if he could master the first stance on his own.

By daybreak, Gu An had only a rudimentary understanding of the Pingqiu Blade Technique.

Bitterly cold, sharply cutting.

Simple, brutal.

Not a hint of aesthetic appeal.

A blade swung to extinguish life, doesn’t seem like something a righteous warrior would employ.

Crude.

"No wonder it’s disliked by the masses."

And it still costs twelve hundred.

I might as well learn a Boxing technique that costs a few hundred Spirit Stones.

But fists require close range; not as quick as the blade.

After dawn, Gu An went out to continue logging.

Everyone was busy this month, and the backyard was deserted.

Only Gu An was steadily working at logging.

Mid-month, Gu An changed his logging location.

The people from the Left Courtyard were a bit surprised to see Gu An arrive initially.

But it didn’t take long for them to understand that a logger had come.

After a glance, they paid him no more attention.

Their eyes held no hostility, no underestimation.

Because they had never regarded newcomers highly.

It wasn’t intentional belittlement, but a natural sense of superiority.

No malice, just a matter of fact.

Gu An respectfully bowed, then went to the rear logging yard to work.

He didn’t leave the yard until late at night.

When he came out, a Senior Brother stood under the moonlight practicing his Hand Technique.

Seemingly simple, yet containing profound mysteries.

Sensing Gu An, he glanced at the newcomer and casually asked, "Junior Brother, finished for the day so late?"

"Yes," Gu An nodded, without further explanation.

The other had merely made small talk, there was no need to read too much into it.

After that, Gu An came here every day.

He encountered five people in total.

All looked at him with the same gaze, never treating him as an equal.

To this, Gu An didn’t care in the least.

They were born talents, after all, treating him equally would be abnormal.

However, Senior Sister Duanmu said there might be someone who would give him a hard time, yet he hadn’t met anyone like that.

If someone were among the five, it would mean that they were good at concealing themselves.

One must be cautious.

Fortunately, for the half-month, Gu An completed his task without any issues.

Before leaving, he saw Ye Huaxiao: "Senior Sister, my task is finished."

At this point, Gu An’s body had grown thin and gaunt due to the Blood God Wood.

"I suddenly feel like one hundred and fifty was too little," Ye Huaxiao said with a smile.

Gu An shook his head: "It’s plenty."

One should be content.

Greed leads to biting off more than one can chew.

Ye Huaxiao looked regretful: "It’s a pity; I wanted to give you more Spirit Stones."

Gu An sincerely replied: "I would feel undeserving."

It was only after this that Gu An left, and as Ye Huaxiao watched his silhouette disappear, she mused, "There are still some who know the times, but to kill in the Inner Sect, he’s probably an easily angered brute.

A brute can sometimes be intimidating, but over time, it invites wariness.

It’s not a good strategy for survival.

Such an aged appearance, having been to the Exile Land, I suppose this will be his future.

Lately, there haven’t been any signs of him being made into a tool; it’s unclear if the one holding the tool has given up on him."

Elsewhere.

Gu An had just returned to his room to find someone inside, munching on peanuts.

Isn’t it rather impolite to enter someone’s room without permission?