After I Became a Divine Monarch, the Sect Wants Me to Marry In-Chapter 230 - 206: Why Do You Think I’m a Live-in Son-in-law?_2

Chapter 230: Chapter 206: Why Do You Think I’m a Live-in Son-in-law?_2

The buildings above nearly serve entirely for these two purposes.

As for missions, they must be released down the mountain.

Next, it’s about the living quarters.

"There are quite a few vacant houses here, where would you like to live?" Duanmu Qing asked Gu An.

"Is there a house by the river?" Gu An asked respectfully.

Gu An, now in his forties or fifties, bowed his head in front of a young man, which looked rather bitter.

It was also very easy to be looked down upon.

Feeling like he had lived half a lifetime and yet not amounted to a child.

Gu An himself didn’t feel much, but the people around him noticed.

For a moment, everyone was quite curious about who this older uncle was.

After all, there aren’t disciples as old as him on the mountain.

When Gu An arrived, he also felt out of place.

"There is one, but it’s further back. The area often has Sword Dao Gang Qi and the environment may not be so good. The river of Heavenly Suspension Peak also has some Gang Qi. If Junior Brother wants to raise some spirit pets, you’ll need to choose carefully," Duanmu Qing reminded.

Gu An nodded: "Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother. Just tell me where it is, and I’ll find it myself."

After that, Gu An got the location.

In the end, Duanmu Qing curiously asked, "What was your cultivation when you were in the Vajra Wood Spirit Garden, Junior Brother?"

Gu An was taken aback, let out a sigh and said, "I encountered some opportunities and luckily reached Perfect Foundation Establishment, but there has been no progress since. I hope to bet on a chance for a breakthrough."

"Then congratulations are in order, Junior Brother," Duanmu Qing said with a smile.

Thus, with his head lowered, Gu An headed towards his new residence.

Before he went far, he noticed people had already surrounded Duanmu Qing, very curious.

"Senior Brother, who is that guy?"

"Is he a new disciple taken in by Master? No way, so old? How old is he? How many years does he have left?"

"Yes, someone like that, doesn’t look like one who learns the sword, completely lacking any pride."

"Exactly, exactly, the way he kowtowed just now, I thought he was an Outer Disciple from somewhere."

"We’re all fellow Senior Brothers; Junior Brother Gu is, indeed, a bit older, but there must be some reasons Master took him in," Duanmu Qing answered.

"Master probably didn’t put much thought into it, after all, whenever Master took in disciples before, he would meet them. This one didn’t even get a meeting, he’s just filling in the numbers," someone revealed the truth.

Instantly, everyone looked down on the new Junior Brother.

Old and weak, with poor talent.

Simply losing face for Heavenly Suspension Peak.

Going out, they wouldn’t dare to admit he’s their Junior Brother.

Gu An walked on with his eyes lowered, slowly.

His heart didn’t feel much of a disturbance.

Whether it was at Vajra Wood, the Outer Sect, or the Inner Sect.

His situation had always been like this.

In the past he still had a choice, but this time he really didn’t.

He intended to improve his cultivation at the foot of the mountain.

Who knew he’d suddenly find himself on the mountain amongst these powerful individuals, without any true abilities?

He had killed people during his time in Vajra Wood Spirit Garden.

He had resorted to violence in the Outer Sect, and he’d been rash in the Inner Sect.

Since then, he hadn’t caused any more trouble.

Outside the Sect, starting a fight only required Qi Refining Sixth Level.

In the Outer Sect, it took Qi Refining Eighth and Ninth Levels, or Foundation Establishment.

Inside the Inner Sect, killing people required a Golden Core.

Now...

A Golden Core was not enough.

If he continued exposing himself, it would easily lead to doubts and attention.

By then, his lack of trump cards could make surviving in front of these demon-like superiors uncertain.

So, unless necessary, it was natural to reduce conflicts.

For now, the goal was to ascend to Primordial Spirit.

Following the edge of the mountain path, Gu An kept walking inwards.

He saw that the outside indeed had Sword Intent Gang Qi, which would affect Sword Control.

It could indeed be used for tempering.

After some time,

Gu An saw the river and felt a slight presence of Gang Qi; this place indeed wasn’t very suitable for living.

Continuing inwards, the Gang Qi was much less, and the path became somewhat narrow.

But after a few dozen steps more, it suddenly opened up.

Then a lake appeared before him.

By the lake was a small courtyard, looking somewhat dilapidated.

"What a nice place, but why is there no one here?"

Gu An was a bit surprised.

After carefully observing the surroundings, the Spiritual Energy here was not much weaker, and though there was occasional Gang Qi, it wasn’t enough to deter habitation, right?

Can these people not withstand Gang Qi?

Or is there some other issue with this house?

Duanmu Qing didn’t say, but then again, he wasn’t obligated to do so.

Within his thoughts, Gu An had already arrived at the house.

Looking at the empty Array spot, Gu An placed his Identity Token inside.

A moment later, the array was activated.

An ownerless house, now welcomed its new master.

Gu An didn’t think too much and simply began cleaning the house.

Until the night.

Only then did he think of descending the mountain.

There were too many people during the day, which worried him.

He did not desire to initiate conflict too early.

But he had not gone far

when a figure appeared by the lake, drinking wine with a sword following behind him.

Situ Baichuan.

Seeing the other person, Gu An respectfully greeted him, "Disciple Gu An pays his respects to Master."

Situ Baichuan glanced at Gu An and said, "Choosing such a secluded place?"

"I prefer a quieter place," Gu An replied.

"What are you planning to do on Heavenly Suspension Peak?" asked Situ Baichuan.

Upon hearing this, Gu An pondered for a moment before saying,

"I heard there are missions on the mountain, I wonder if there are any for logging."

His goal had never changed.

"Logging?" Situ Baichuan asked with slight curiosity,

"You enjoy logging?"

Gu An bowed deeply and spoke sincerely, "I am naturally foolish and reckless, extremely negligent in the way of the sword, and inferior in all aspects to my fellow disciples and juniors.

However, I have some insight into logging alone.

I always maintain a strong interest, never dare to slacken.

If there is a corresponding mission, I would certainly complete it well and not let down my master’s face."

Hearing this, Situ Baichuan burst into laughter, his eyes full of disappointment, "You’ve come up the mountain but still think of logging? Forget it, forget it. Since you do not wish to do the tasks of the mountain,

you might as well continue your duty on the Outer Peak."

Although it was just a casual acceptance, his continuation of lower mountain affairs after coming up the mountain

thoroughly disappointed him.

One should express ambition, pursue sword cultivation, and ride the wind.

Such a candidate was indeed suitable.

No need to spend too much effort afterwards.

"We are master and disciple after all," said Situ Baichuan, looking at Gu An, "You say you practice the sword, so as your master, I will teach you three sword skills."

With that he moved with the wind.

Sword Intent arose from the ground.

Whistling away.

The wind rose.

Boom!

Gu An was somewhat surprised to see this sword skill.

It was actually the Pingqiu Three Styles’ first move, bursting with vigorous and immense Sword Intent.

Out of the ordinary.

Far beyond what he could compare to.

Situ Baichuan then moved again, like a dream, like an illusion, with the sword following like a shadow.

The moment the sword fell, Gu An’s heart and soul shook.

As if a sword cut through a dream, killing him.

The Pingqiu Second Move, Dream Death.

The next moment, Situ Baichuan rose to the high skies, Sword Intent arose from the ground, pierced the clouds, descending from nine days.

Slicing mountains, rivers.

The Pingqiu Third Move, Forgetful River.

With one strike, Gu An felt a light enter his forehead.

Then the spell for the Pingqiu Three Styles entered his mind.

By the time he had absorbed it, Situ Baichuan had already disappeared without a trace.

Gu An could only bow in midair, "Thank you, Master, for passing on the technique."

Although this transmission of skills wasn’t of much use, Gu An had no complaints. ƒreewebɳovel.com

Although there were many troubles on the mountain, his identity meant that people from below wouldn’t dare to cause him problems.

On the lower mountain, he had a stable environment.

It was just better to visit the upper mountain less.

Afterward, he snuck down the mountain.

And returned to his residence at Qianchen Peak.

The Identity Token had been changed; he wouldn’t be able to come here after some time.

Just as he reached the doorway of his courtyard, he saw Chu Meng staring at the Divine Tree while eating peanuts.

Gu An didn’t know what she was thinking.

But as soon as he entered, Chu Meng turned her head and said,

"What big thing have you done, rising on your own behind the back of your superior?"

Gu An: "..."

"Did you come here because of this matter, senior?" Gu An asked curiously.

"More or less. Did you marry into some rich family’s daughter? Otherwise, how could you have taken the Peak Master of Heavenly Suspension Peak as your master?

I didn’t hear he had a daughter.

To give you such status, she must be quite ugly, right?

You even went for this?

As your superior, I feel ashamed for you.

Even though you are older and have more white hair, you shouldn’t be so desperate," railed Chu Meng.

Gu An: "..."

Why would you think I married into a family?

Couldn’t it be that I was kept instead?