After I Became a Divine Monarch, the Sect Wants Me to Marry In-Chapter 164: Am I Just a Blade?

Gu An walked out of prison, and all the things taken from him were returned one by one.

"Junior Brother, make sure you take all your belongings."

Dugu Jing handed the items to Gu An.

The latter checked and found nothing was missing.

This was indeed quite thought-provoking.

"Are you not deducting any Spirit Stones?" Gu An asked.

"No deductions, the Merit Spirit Stones have compensated for it all, so nothing is deducted," Dugu Jing said with a smile. "Junior Brother can say that you leave just as you came."

"This..." Gu An felt somewhat uneasy.

It would feel better if something had been taken, at least indicating someone had intervened.

Now that nothing had been deducted.

It indicated that the difficulty lay ahead.

Revenge arriving is not scary, what’s scary is not knowing when it will come.

Especially this kind, not even taking a bit of interest upfront.

"Junior Brother’s achievements this time are not small," Dugu Jing started.

"It was just a rash coincidence, otherwise it would have been a death sentence," Gu An modestly replied, lowering his head.

Hearing this, Dugu Jing shook his head with a smile: "It’s definitely not a mere coincidence."

Gu An didn’t understand.

Dugu Jing walked ahead, casually saying:

"When Junior Brother joined the Inner Sect, people behind the Law Enforcement Hall had already started pushing.

Do you really think you could so easily switch from a Qianchen Peak’s sword to a Law Enforcement Hall’s sword?

Even directly affecting the entire Sect?"

Gu An stood still, puzzled by the other’s implication.

Dugu Jing fetched Gu An’s Identity Token from the guard, then placed it in Gu An’s hand, implying:

"Perhaps from the very beginning, Junior Brother has been a knife in someone’s hand.

Be it the Outer Sect or the Inner Sect.

Every time, it pushed forward some matters.

Fortunately, the wielder of the knife has had no intention to forsake the blade.

And this blade indeed can be honed into a sharp edge."

After handing over the items to Gu An, Dugu Jing gestured for him to leave: "Junior Brother can leave now.

Perhaps it’s less peaceful outside than here."

Hearing this, Gu An walked forward woodenly.

The Law Enforcement Hall was also atop a peak.

Gu An walked down the mountain.

He could have left using Sword Control, but the other’s words made him care.

From the beginning, was he just a knife for someone to achieve their goals?

Undoubtedly, the one wielding the knife was that woman.

But...

"How could she be sure I would kill people? To kill or not entirely depends on myself."

Gu An was also quite perplexed.

Especially since Chu Meng had advised him not to kill people, as killing would bring trouble.

Shaking his head, Gu An didn’t think too much.

With the poison still unresolved, he didn’t bother whether he was a knife or not.

First, to deal with the current situation.

Although many people were caught from Qianchen Peak, there were even more left behind.

And not a few involved in interests.

So, it seems subsequent days might be tough.

He just didn’t know how these people would target him.

Just after arriving at Qianchen Peak by Sword Control, Gu An received a transmission.

To go to the assignment center and be reassigned.

Coming to a familiar place, but the person receiving him was not Ren Yinghua, but an old man.

He looked at Gu An and said:

"Are you Gu An?"

"Yes," Gu An replied, bowing respectfully.

The other was extraordinary, his aura thick and lively.

As if his power was no longer rigid.

What kind of cultivation was this?

Gu An did not know, but the other seeking him out likely meant more than just reassignment.

"With Golden Core Cultivation, it’s a pity to be relegated to menial tasks here," the old man said, looking at Gu An:

"Go to the Outer Peak.

Your talents would be wasted if used only within our own Sect, better to interact with other Sects."

Saying so, an assignment was handed down.

Gu An received the reassignment, and the old man smiled saying:

"You may not recognize me."

The elder approached Gu An and patted his shoulder:

"Among the people you killed, there was one who happened to be my Junior Brother.

Due to that sword, I will not take action against you for now, but the sword can only hang for three years, after which you must fend for yourself."

Gu An bowed his head and did not respond.

That sword is the one from the Law Enforcement Hall.

The sword will hang for three years, likely the doing of that woman.

Afterwards, the elder left.

It was then that Gu An noticed the current manager of the position was an Immortal, who stood aside, too nervous to even breathe.

Gu An greeted her and then turned to leave.

Upon leaving, Gu An felt that the passersby, to varying degrees, gave him extra glances.

Some were grateful, some fearful, some mocking, some delighted at his misfortune.

There were also those who were angry.

Behind the scenes, some wondered why this man, despite his corruption, faced no consequences.

Others noted he was not only corrupt but had killed so many people; how could he still be alive after walking out of the Law Enforcement Hall?

Still, others said, this wasn’t his first massacre; how could those above tolerate his survival?

Gu An wanted to tell them that it’s because he had a powerful backer behind him.

A backer who needed him for many things, wielding that sword.

In reality, many matters did not concern him.

He was also a victim himself.

Of course, he understood these people’s dissatisfaction. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

After all, he had taken their Spirit Stones.

Passing by a teahouse, he noticed Immortal Xu was busy.

Their eyes met.

Gu An saw her panic.

"Brother, Senior Brother," said Immortal Xu, trembling with unease.

She thought that Gu An, having killed so many people and causing numerous problems, could not possibly leave the Law Enforcement Hall alive.

Yet not only had he come out, he came out unscathed.

This must mean he had someone influential behind him.

Someone of immense power.

But why come back like this? Wasn’t that courting death?

Could it be that he’s been abandoned?

Immortal Xu couldn’t understand.

Now, those with great power would all hold a grudge against Gu An.

This place was a den of wolves.

Gu An simply nodded slightly and did not linger.

Passing by the Spiritual Treasure Vault, he noticed someone else was already sitting inside.

His place had long since belonged to another person.

Following the river, Gu An returned to his dwelling.

He had barely arrived when he saw that the house built atop an old tree had collapsed.

Not only that, but the tree itself had been severed by a single sword stroke.

Gu An stood in front of his dwelling in silence.

Previously, he had felt little.

Now, he felt somewhat desolate.

It seemed there was no longer a place for him in the Sect.

Today his house was destroyed, and tomorrow could be the same.

Could he find who did it?

If he found them and they were stronger than him, what then?

Now, he felt this place was even worse than the Exile Land.

"This cost is silent, yet it’s deeply distressing," Gu An shook his head.

He couldn’t vent his anger, nor could he retaliate.

He couldn’t find anyone.

And all the way along, many looked at him with different eyes.

Many blamed him.

For instance, some said that many things could have been resolved by stuffing a few Spirit Stones, and now there’s no compromise, all because of Gu An.

Others complained that what used to be simple is now complicated and terribly inconvenient.

Of course, besides these, Gu An also heard other voices.

Some thanked him, saying if not for Gu An bringing in the heavy sword, they would have had problems receiving their resources.

But...

Favors are forgotten quickly, resentments linger.

So while initially, many might have been grateful, over time resentment would dominate.

Thus, a few months later, most of what Gu An heard were complaints, dissatisfaction.