After I Became a Divine Monarch, the Sect Wants Me to Marry In-Chapter 337 - 257: More Prisoners, More Trouble

"This needs to be determined by our leader, who will also assess your value to make a judgment," Ruan Huan said seriously.

"Who is your leader? Call them over," the young man said.

Ruan Huan looked towards Gu An.

The latter turned to the others and said, "I am her leader, in charge of the First Institute’s affairs.

As for the number of Spirit Stones needed, it depends on your value within the sect, or you can express your own value.

If I agree, that will also work."

"So it seems that as long as we help you earn enough Spirit Stones, we can leave?" Nangong Qian asked with a smile.

Gu An felt a slight disturbance in his mind.

He shook his head and sighed.

*Too obvious.*

*Even Chu Meng’s Charming Technique had never been this blatant.*

*He only noticed the problem when he felt something was wrong, checked the status, and then discovered it.*

*He didn’t know if it was his own sensitivity or if the other person’s music was off.*

"The Immortal’s words make sense, but I must remind the Immortal that using music to bewilder people is one thing with me, but if used on others in the First Institute, bringing unnecessary trouble would be bad," Gu An said seriously.

Hearing this, Nangong Qian was slightly surprised, then asked, "So what will you do?"

Gu An did not answer; he simply led the way ahead.

Ruan Huan continued to inquire.

By the time they arrived, he still hadn’t asked their names.

This was something unavoidable.

Some people simply do not cooperate.

Gu An did not mind this.

He did not insist.

Additionally, what caught his attention was Zhao Qingshan, whose Spiritual Energy aura seemed unusual.

He had cultivated the Qi Breathing Chapter to a certain extent, not only able to hide his cultivation but also to peek at others’ cultivation.

Yet Zhao Qingshan’s cultivation was not entirely transparent to him.

There was a possibility that he had reached Primordial Spirit Perfection.

He wondered if it could be even higher.

But there was indeed a sealing, not an ordinary one. For the short term, the other party could not escape this seal.

Upon reaching the place, Gu An found Yang Qi as the head jailer under the prison, responsible for receiving the delivered people.

Zeng Lan was in charge of delivering meals and completing records.

The other people did whatever was needed.

After all, they were from the second team and did not need fixed tasks.

"You can try to communicate and record first; I will come again tomorrow," Gu An said to Yang Qi and the others.

"Alright, leave it to us," Yang Qi nodded earnestly.

After moving in, the two people inside were rather surprised.

It had come so quickly.

At that time, Qiao He was teaching Pang Wen.

Zhao Qin was also teaching someone.

Once the First Institute’s people left,

Nangong Qian asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"Teaching people," Qiao He replied honestly, "As long as they advance to a certain level, they can leave."

"You actually believe that?" the young man said seriously,

"Shouldn’t they be begging you to teach?"

"Learning is not easy, you know.

Aren’t you afraid someone might be teaching incorrectly?"

After a pause, the young man added, "Are you planning to keep controlling those two and then escape here?"

"We have no such intention," Qiao He responded.

"Regardless of intentions, we are actually in an advantageous position. After all, they seek our help; we can completely raise the price," the young man said.

"Do you think they could kill us?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao and the others fell silent.

Not just killing, but killing without any agreement.

There was not even a single word of nonsense.

Others might not dare, but that leader...

They fully experienced that this place was just like the Demon Sect.

....

Back at his residence, Gu An found the power storm outside the sect growing more distant.

This meant that the most intense part of the battle was probably ending.

He wondered how long the subsequent struggle would last.

Currently, it seemed like Cangmu Sect had won.

The internal situation was still well.

He didn’t know whether some Immortal Sects hadn’t taken it seriously or if Cangmu Sect’s methods were excellent.

Perhaps it was the former.

After all, the more people are involved, the more someone seeks to reap the benefits without effort.

After all, while others took action, they conserved their own strength.

This prevented the Immortal Sects from exerting their full power.

For Gu An, the sect’s stability was a good thing, as his logging forest should soon be approved.

Thus, he could return to logging.

He wanted to improve his Qi Sea Sky Gang as quickly as possible.

As midnight passed,

Gu An received feedback from the Ring of Destiny.

"I wonder if this is related to the First Institute or the Blood Demon Divine Monarch."

[Last evening, Nangong Qian used music to directly confuse Zeng Lan, but when having her open the door, she broke free.

It was slightly unexpected for her, as she hadn’t anticipated such a resolute mind in someone at the Qi Refining seventh layer.

However, she didn’t care, she had discovered that everyone here was easily enchanted by her.

This place was filled with sounds; she could confuse people without speaking.

Zhao Qingshan noticed her actions and kindly advised her not to go too far, but she ignored him.

Would anyone notice?

Impossible, the people here were too weak, even the leader was merely at the Golden Core stage, a rabble of people.

If it weren’t for the sealed cultivation, any one of them could slaughter everyone here.

Zhuo Shide believed she was right, that the people here should be begging them instead.

The leader indeed seemed unworried about anything.]

Gu An looked at the feedback from the Ring of Destiny, feeling quite pensive.

"Such a place could never be peaceful; there’s always someone wanting to do something. Their cultivation was high, talents exceptional, knowledge vast, not comparable to Cangmu Sect’s Foundation Establishment Golden Pill.

In such an environment, it’s difficult to maintain stability.

I wonder if any other institute is facing similar troubles."

Quickly, Gu An recalled they seemed to have asked their sect for assistance.

The situation there should be better than on his side.

"A sealing technique is still needed."

The Age Cycle Twelve Stars, though powerful, could not seal cultivation unless it could be extended.

But it was easily detectable as the Age Cycle Twelve Stars.

Gu An did not wish to expose this sealing technique.

It could hide many things.

Once exposed, it would bring numerous troubles to himself.

He could inquire with the Blood Demon Divine Monarch.

Then Gu An went to rest.

After daybreak,

he stepped into the First Institute.

Pang Wen was standing guard.

"Leader," Pang Wen stood up immediately upon seeing Gu An.

Gu An nodded, instructing him to focus on cultivation without needing to guard the place.

The other agreed.

Subsequently, Gu An arrived at the underground prison.

There was also a normal room below, Yang Qi was reading at the door, and upon seeing Gu An approach, he immediately stood up, "Senior Brother, you came early?"

"No rest?" Gu An inquired with curiosity.

"Reading scripts, my fellow townsman loves them. Every time I ask her some questions, she wants me to narrate scripts, saying she has no time to read and asks me to summarize." Yang Qi replied helplessly.

Gu An didn’t say much.

He always felt like the other was showing off something.

*Continue to delay with cultivation then.*

"Have you recorded all their names?" Gu An asked, looking at the people inside.

Gu An was actually already aware of their names.

After all, there were records in the booklet.

Among them, there was one particularly anxious to leave, a middle-aged woman.

She seemed to have concerns.

"Still missing two," Yang Qi looked towards the inside, "one is that young elder, and the other is that Bald elder.

However, the woman has been cooperative, and her name is Duan Yulin."

Gu An nodded, then stepped in.

Seeing Gu An’s arrival, everyone turned their gaze towards him.

The youngest, Zhuo Yunde, smiled widely, "Little leader, you came so early?"

Gu An glanced at him, nodded slightly, and then approached the woman, "Do you want to leave?"

The woman nodded, "Yes, how can I get out?"

"In principle, you need to contact your sect, but since the sect is still at war, there’s no telling how long it will take," Gu An noticed the urgency in her demeanor and said,

"However, there’s another option."

"What is it?" the woman asked.

"Record the cultivation techniques, magic, and corresponding insights you know. If I find them worthy, you will be allowed to leave," Gu An said calmly.

"If I write it down, but you don’t let me go?" the woman asked.

Gu An shook his head, "Then the elder can keep considering; I’m not in a hurry."

"Cultivation techniques, magic, plus insights, these aren’t ordinary things. Shouldn’t the little leader give some promise?" Zhuo Yunde chimed in with a smile, "You know, asking someone to write these outside, people wouldn’t be willing."

Gu An found this person quite annoying.

But he had to deal with another individual first.

Gu An stopped in front of Nangong Qian, who had used music to bewitch people last night.

She smiled, "What does the little leader want with me?"