After I Became a Divine Monarch, the Sect Wants Me to Marry In-Chapter 248 - 215: Letter from Hua Jiyang

Outer Peak.

Gu An sat in the courtyard, feeling quite contemplative as he watched the outside world.

He had no interest in the New Secret Realm.

Whether it was Duanmu Qing speaking or Lu Ruan persuading, he remained unmoved.

Not for any other reason.

Just felt it would be a waste of time.

What did the Sword Immortal Tomb have to do with him?

He didn’t practice sword cultivation and didn’t need opportunities.

Better to stay in Outer Peak and do some logging, and sell some talismans in the little shop.

The earnings were quite decent.

A salary of three Spirit Stones a month, and sometimes picking up five or six dozen in between.

But there had been none in the last few days.

Quite a pity.

However, later on, Duanmu Qing sent another transmission.

After hesitating for some time, he finally agreed.

According to the other party, there should be a bamboo forest within the Sword Immortal Sword Tomb, known as the Sword Immortal Bamboo.

When cutting it, it refines the Sword Intent or Knife Intent, and the cut bamboo is a good material that can be sold.

In addition, if it can be transplanted back and planted outside the Heavenly Suspension Peak’s Sword Tomb.

It would be quite a significant merit.

The talk was about needing logging to transplant.

Only by cutting down enough could there be a possibility of transplantation.

Gu An didn’t care much about the merits, and he wasn’t particularly interested in selling either.

But he had never cut down such things before.

Wondering if they were quite valuable.

Mainly because the trees in Outer Peak, for someone of his Primordial Spirit level, felt almost nothing when being cut.

Their value was pitifully small.

Just a little bit every three or five days.

His magic techniques would need one year for significant improvement.

Hard Cultivation could take even two or three years.

Unable to reveal his cultivation, he couldn’t rashly look for better Spirit Trees.

Recently, he had planned to find a night logging yard.

It was a pity that it was not easy to find.

The trees cut by the Primordial Spirit level were already something he had.

Heart Devouring Wood was only for Primordial Spirits to handle.

But it didn’t have much value either, so he needed wood that surpassed Heart Devouring Wood.

However, that was scarce.

Ordinary night logging yards hardly had higher quality trees.

Thus, for now, he could only cut Heart Devouring Wood.

It was because of this, seeing Sword Immortal Bamboo in the secret realm, that he decided to go.

He would enter in mid-May.

Still half a month away.

The team from Heavenly Suspension Peak should be led by someone at the Primordial Spirit level.

The rest were mostly Golden Core.

Most were disciples from the mountain.

The secret realm had many places, where they were going wouldn’t have very strong people, but other places would.

So he needed to be wary of someone attempting to kill him.

Early May.

While Gu An was tending the shop, he finally saw Qin Shufu returning from outside.

At this moment, he carried an aura of vibrant life force, and his power was quite massive.

Golden Core Early Stage.

Had he succeeded?

Gu An was somewhat surprised; he had thought the other was a withered old tree, never anticipating a resurgence from desperation.

"Senior." Gu An greeted respectfully.

"How’s business recently?" Qin Shufu then asked.

His words carried joy.

"Not bad, sold a total of ninety-six Spirit Stones," Gu An replied.

The cost was probably half of that.

"It’s yours," Qin Shufu said offhandedly.

Hearing this, Gu An was slightly pleased.

Working here, the pay was indeed good.

Adding in what he found, he should have one hundred and sixty now.

"Any debts?" Qin Shufu looked at Gu An and inquired.

Gu An shook his head: "No."

"You’re quite lucky," Qin Shufu said calmly:

"Keep up the work, your pay is raised to five Spirit Stones."

Gu An thanked him, then said, "Senior, I have an improper request."

"What is it?" Qin Shufu, who was about to enter, looked curiously at Gu An.

"I need to leave for a while in mid-month; it may be as long as three months, or as short as a month," said Gu An.

Hearing this, Qin Shufu frowned and chuckled, "Will you return?"

Gu An understood his meaning.

Going out for three months naturally meant he had to do something.

And leaving meant risks; there was an eighty to ninety percent chance he wouldn’t come back.

Gu An nodded seriously, "I should be able to."

"I’ll be in closed-door cultivation for three months; if you return then continue to sell the stocked talismans, but if I don’t see you after three months when I exit my retreat, then there’s no need for you to come back," said Qin Shufu.

Hearing this, Gu An thanked the other party.

Keeping such a good position for him was indeed something to be thankful for.

Although he couldn’t improve his cultivation, he had quite a few Spirit Stones.

Sect resources were thirty Spirit Stones, leading the team from Outer Peak was two hundred Spirit Stones, and this place yielded one hundred.

About three hundred and fifty in monthly income.

He recalled his time in the Outer Sect, where he’d make only a dozen Spirit Stones a month and work to exhaustion.

Afterward, Qin Shufu went into retreat, and Gu An continued selling talismans methodically.

One day, a sturdy man entered, injured.

Gu An raised an eyebrow, recognizing him.

The first man who had requested credit.

Named Mang Hu.

"Fellow daoist," he said weakly to Gu An, pleading, "Can you extend credit for a Healing Talisman?"

Gu An looked at him calmly, "You’ve been Poisoned, the Healing Talisman can only slightly suppress it."

"If it can suppress, I have a way. Can you extend credit for one?" The man looked at Gu An earnestly.

Gu An took out a notebook and pen: "Name."

Hearing this, the man was overjoyed, "Mang Hu."

"One Healing Talisman, two Spirit Stones," Gu An looked at him and then beckoned.

A talisman landed on the man.

Then it took effect.

Soon, the weakened Mang Hu’s complexion recovered.

He thanked Gu An respectfully and quickly left.

Gu An watched as he departed, casually tossing two Spirit Stones into the revenue basin.

Then he continued reading the talisman making book.

It was just to understand, with no intention to learn.

After working here, he realized talisman making didn’t earn much money.

Selling talismans, on the other hand, could earn quite a bit.

So talisman making was out of the question.

He might look into Alchemy when there’s a chance; perhaps he really had a talent for it.

Approaching mid-May.

Before closing the shop, Gu An once again encountered the old crone.