After I Became a Divine Monarch, the Sect Wants Me to Marry In
Chapter 379 - 277: If You Dare Let Me Go, You’ll Die With No Place to Be Buried

Chapter 379: Chapter 277: If You Dare Let Me Go, You’ll Die With No Place to Be Buried

Under the moon tree, Gu An was swinging his axe,

Chopping down the trees here.

Nowadays, he could easily fall into various mental traps,

So he paid close attention to his status.

Once someone used a Charming Technique, he could be deeply ensnared.

The same went for other mental magics.

Especially now, with so many eyes on him, someone might strike at any moment.

Quite troublesome.

After all, with the Nirvana Dao Scripture, others always felt that he must have left some backup.

Even though the first volume was already public, some people just thought that he might have more, more complete stuff.

They even believed he might possess the Sect’s analysis of it.

Since he submitted it, the Sect would surely have rewarded him.

The truth was, Gu An did have the complete analyzed version, but it wasn’t given by the Sect.

It was given by that woman.

She was indeed formidable.

And the poison she gave, he still hadn’t figured out what it was.

But it was indeed toxic.

He didn’t know if the toxicity would still exist once it completely broke down.

At present, if he ate noodles, he would still foam at the mouth.

As for using it on people, there were no signs of anyone being poisoned.

Perhaps it was because anyone it was used on did not leave any survivors.

Gu An didn’t give it much thought, just kept vigilant.

After midnight passed,

He suddenly received feedback from the Ring of Destiny,

Which made Gu An slightly surprised.

At this time, to get feedback from the Ring of Destiny.

But it seemed somewhat expected, after all, many people were targeting him.

Someone would always trigger the Ring of Destiny.

[Yesterday morning, Shu Ci was found by the Joy Sect’s contact person, Yun Si, who asked her to get the Daoist Scripture from you. Yun Si believed you definitely had a handwritten copy on you, and by obtaining that item, her future would be completely changed.

Shu Ci refused, but the other party threatened her with the lives of the second team, mentioning that she had gotten along well with them recently.

Besides, they threatened to publicize her role as a spy, to see if Cangmu Sect would keep her, and if she could leave alive.

Yun Si gave her three days, during which she waited behind an old temple under a large tree for the Daoist Scripture.

Shu Ci hesitated; she initially wanted to reveal everything to you, but knowing you were only at the Golden Core Middle Stage, she didn’t want to involve you.

In the end, she decided to flee the Sect after three days.

Informing Yun Si that she had completed the task and had the item in hand.]

After reading the feedback, Gu An was slightly surprised.

"When did a Joy Sect spy become a good person?"

Shu Ci was a spy from the Joy Sect, and Gu An did not know what she was there to do.

Nor did he care much, since she had the capability, just let her be.

There was no harm at present.

Instead, he had an able person under him.

After all, a spy from the Joy Sect was not to be trifled with.

Helping people like Pang Wen might be more useful.

And in order to be a good spy, she certainly wouldn’t slack off.

How can one advance without working?

And how to be a good spy without advancing?

Thus, Gu An kept her around, and it was indeed convenient to have her.

She was needed to assist Pang Wen.

The other people were currently too weak in their cultivation, hardly reliable.

With a sigh, Gu An continued logging,

Not paying too much attention to the matter.

At dawn, he stopped logging and began reading in the courtyard.

It was about Drawing a Prison.

After the last refinement, Gu An felt he had gained some understanding of Drawing a Prison.

Studying it might allow him to exhibit it simply.

Unfortunately, there was no progress after a day of study.

In the evening, Gu An packed up his things and left Outer Peak on his sword.

At that moment,

Behind the ruined temple, a woman with bare feet waited, her ability well known to Shu Ci.

She was very good at seducing.

"An old guy who seems to have had little contact with women, how could he possibly resist Shu Ci’s techniques?"

Yun Si laughed, "He definitely has a handwritten copy, even if he doesn’t, he must have other stuff, who would give out all the good things?

Especially men, what man doesn’t want to keep something hidden for a future shock, to stand out?"

Yun Si took out a fruit and ate it, her image under the moonlight like a pure lotus.

If the clothing at her chest were more complete, it would add a sense of sanctity.

But the stark whiteness instead provoked hot-blooded thoughts.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a sound came through.

Causing Yun Si to frown.

Then she looked towards the direction of the sound, as a long spear whistled towards her.

Locking on her, filling her with alarm.

Then magic manifested, White Silk promptly emerged, whistling through the air.

Boom!

Massive forces collided.

Yun Si was about to retreat, however...

Pff!

Soundlessly, a long arrow pierced through her chest, dyeing the white to red.

The power-formed arrow dissipated bit by bit in her body.

"Who is it?" Yun Si mobilized her power, defending and seeking the hidden attacker at the same time.

However...

Pff!

Pfff!!

Arrows began to come from all directions, as if countless people were shooting at her.

One arrow after another pierced her, causing unbearable pain.

And as the arrows kept coming, the White Silk shattered directly.

A scream emerged.

"Elder, I beg for mercy."

"This junior is willing to offer everything."

However, the arrows continued relentlessly.

Finally, with a "bang," she was sent flying, slamming into a tree trunk.

By then, Yun Si was gasping for breath.

She still didn’t understand who was attacking her,

Or why she needed to be killed.

Which elder had she offended recently?

Creak!

Someone stepped on and broke a twig, walking closer step by step.

Yun Si looked up with difficulty, only seeing a man holding a bow, her gravely wounded self somewhat powerless to lift her head.