After I Became a Divine Monarch, the Sect Wants Me to Marry In-Chapter 180: Personally Selected for the Inner Sect
Chapter 180: Chapter 180: Personally Selected for the Inner Sect
The two of them chimed in together, making Zeng Lan’s face flush bright red. She wanted to talk back, but had no idea how to respond.
*There was some anger in her heart, but she dared not do anything about it.*
"You don’t know, that old guy who picks up shit is just like some old piece of trash, ugly and ancient," she said, glancing at Zeng Lan as she smiled, "Would Junior Sister Zeng be mad if I said this?
If that really was your mother, I’d have to apologize to you—so is it, or not?"
There was fire in Zeng Lan’s eyes.
*If she admitted it, they’d only go further.*
*If she ran into them again, she’d just be in trouble once more.*
But...
*Letting them talk like this made her furious inside.*
*If she tried to argue, she’d lose. If she tried to fight, her body was already riddled with wounds and she was no match.*
*For a moment, she felt a wave of despair.*
*She couldn’t do a damn thing.*
*If she did anything at all, her mother would just end up in worse trouble.*
As the two girls kept pressing her, suddenly, a man appeared beside them, his Foundation Establishment cultivation radiating out.
In an instant, his presence made them all shiver.
"Who’s Zeng Lan?" the man asked.
At his words, all of them froze.
The previously sharp-tongued Immortal now looked gleeful, waiting for more trouble.
*Zeng Lan’s heart jumped, wondering what she’d done wrong to upset the Inner Sect senior brothers or sisters.*
*Or maybe it was because of the night logging yard incident.*
*For a moment, she felt fear. She bowed and replied quietly, "Reporting, Senior Brother, that’s me."
The man glanced at Zeng Lan and handed over a letter, saying,
"Starting now, report to Qianchen Peak for duty."
At those words, Zeng Lan stared blankly.
*Reporting for duty at Qianchen Peak meant joining the Inner Sect.*
The other two Immortals were even more in disbelief, "No way, Senior Brother, are you sure you got it right? How could this Zeng Lan possibly get into the Inner Sect?"
Even those in Qi Refinement could join the Inner Sect, though they’d belong to the Outer Peak disciples.
The treatment instantly came with two more spirit stones.
But more importantly, the Inner Sect offered countless more opportunities compared to the Outer Sect.
You could say it was as different as heaven and earth.
The social status was totally different.
Inside, pretty much every Senior Brother or Senior Sister was at Foundation Establishment.
*Could you possibly meet people like that in the Outer Sect?*
*The peak of the Outer Sect was just Foundation Establishment.*
*Even Zeng Lan thought there must have been some mistake, since she didn’t seem to have anything special to her name.*
Still, she reached out and accepted the envelope.
"Senior Brother, how exactly did Zeng Lan get into the Inner Sect?" the two Immortals hurriedly asked.
"Someone from the Inner Sect personally picked her," the man said offhandedly.
Then he turned to Zeng Lan and said, "If you need to pack anything, you’ll have to go in yourself. If not, I’ll bring you in now."
Zeng Lan knew well the difference between the two, so she answered without hesitation, "Thank you, Senior Brother, I have nothing to pack."
"All right then, let’s go, Once you get into the Inner Sect, if you have any questions, you can ask me." With that said, the man lifted Zeng Lan onto his sword and flew her into the Inner Sect.
He really didn’t need to do all this, but with an Inner Sect recommendation, it meant a Golden Core cultivator was involved.
Normal Foundation Establishment folks couldn’t just pull people into the Inner Sect from the Outer Sect.
Unless you had a powerful background, or paid a huge sum.
But a Golden Core could, within a set quota, pick someone for the Inner Sect.
Within their circle, a Golden Core was a powerhouse, the realm so many longed for.
He sure couldn’t afford to provoke them.
*If he could make some connections, maybe it’d mean a backup escape later on.*
As the two girls watched Zeng Lan enter the Inner Sect, fear finally crept onto their faces.
*Now that Zeng Lan was in the Inner Sect, all it would take was a word from her and they’d both be in endless trouble.*
*Anyone they used to know—who’d dare go near them again?*
*And those who borrowed spirit stones, some might even start bothering them more often.*
*If they could cozy up to the Inner Sect and get spirit stones out of it, why wouldn’t they?*
"What do we do now?" one of the Immortals blurted out, panicking.
"Hand over some spirit stones. We never had any real grudge anyway," the other Immortal said immediately.
At that, neither hesitated—they planned to give up some spirit stones to smooth things over.
....
Outer Peak.
Gu An kept busy with logging.
These days, his body was a little strange.
He no longer looked as skinny as before.
But inside, lethal poison had seeped into him.
Even so, though the heart poison gnawed at him, it seemed far lighter than before.
*The poison was merging with the previous toxins in his body.*
*Who knew whether that was good or bad?*
*If a new strain of poison mutated from it, then...*
*He couldn’t bear to imagine it.*
Still, because the poisoning ran so deep, his logging had slowed down a little. freewёbnoνel.com
Luckily, by the end of September, he’d managed to finish his quota.
[Name: Gu An]
[Cultivation: Golden Core Middle Stage]
[Status: Poisoned, heart poison in body, heart poison merging with toxins.]
[Magic: 48/50]
[Hard Cultivation: 100/100]
[Ring of Destiny]
He could raise his cultivation now. The Golden Core Late Stage cultivators in the rear courtyard were only weaker than the two squad leaders.
Squad One also had someone at Golden Core Late Stage, but Squad Two apparently didn’t.
*If he reached Golden Core Perfection, he’d at least be able to protect himself in the rear courtyard.*
But this time, he’d need to keep his progress hidden.
*If he didn’t, he might just end up as a weapon in someone else’s hand again.*
*But he couldn’t be sure if anyone would notice. The Qi Breathing Chapter and Seven Emotions and Six Desires sections both needed work.*
"Junior Brother, nobody from Squad Two asked you to do logging for them, right?" Duanmu Qingping asked.
Gu An shook his head, "No."
"You don’t look so great—do you really like logging that much?" Duanmu Qingping asked.
Today, Gu An had come back from logging, wanting to advance his cultivation.
But since he’d run into Senior Sister Duanmu, he figured he could chat a bit.
*She had never shown him any malice.*
*They weren’t very close, but at least she’d put in a good word for him now and then.*
*But Gu An knew full well he couldn’t get too close to her.*
*Otherwise, it’d spell disaster for her too.*
*Just like with Senior Sister Zeng.*
*With his strength, getting an Outer Sect disciple into the Inner Sect was easy as pie.*
But...
*If he revealed his identity, bringing her in would be like tossing her into a firepit.*
*So he could only turn to Yang Qi.*
*And cut her a few more months’ night logging shifts.*
*That way, she could at least hang on for a few more months.*
"So, Junior Brother, do you need spirit stones?" Duanmu Qingping asked.
"Senior Sister, you have a way?" Gu An asked.
"Left Courtyard has logging tasks too. Their people don’t really want to do the work, but they can’t get out of it.
I hear you can help with the logging, so..." Duanmu Qingping immediately said, "One hundred and fifty spirit stones per month.
Payment up front, logging afterward.
The workload is a little less than we have."
Gu An was more than a little curious, "But everyone says I’m a murderer."
"What’s that got to do with the Side Courtyard? They don’t care," Duanmu Qingping said.
"What does the Left Courtyard do?" Gu An asked, intrigued.
"Supervision," Duanmu Qingping said seriously, "But they barely manage anything. That ’supervision’ is really just for show, but the minute they step in, Outer Peak has to answer to them.
Luckily, they know themselves they’re not experts on this stuff.
So as long as the operation doesn’t lose money, they couldn’t care less.
Their main job each year is probably just to report losses.
Of course, Outer Peak isn’t afraid of them lying about it. If anything smells off, the Law Enforcement Hall gets called in.
If they lie, they’ll be the ones to suffer.
So long as Outer Peak doesn’t post losses, the Left Courtyard basically has nothing to worry about.
But just because they don’t worry doesn’t mean nobody worries about them.
No one dares provoke them."
"Why’s that?" Gu An asked.
"They’re all Inner Sect disciples, but not the regular kind. They don’t live at the foot of the mountain. Most of them stay midway up, and some even higher," Duanmu Qingping whispered, "Geniuses. There are sect prodigies among them, even direct disciples.
So when they spend, they spend big. As long as the job gets done, they never stiff anyone on spirit stones."
