Chapter 407: Chapter 290: Serving the Emperor Is Like Serving a Tiger (Part 2)

“And the Ancient Martial Divine Monarch was one of the outstanding figures, only slightly weaker than me back then,”

Gu An thought the Blood Demon Divine Monarch was boasting.

However, he didn’t care. *Divine Monarchs only played in their own domains.*

*They were strong, but not necessarily the most top-tier experts in the world.*

“What is the Divine Monarch Hall? Is it a substantial existence?” Gu An asked.

“It’s the divine artifact established by the founder of the Divine Monarch Hall, capable of gathering divine monarchs together,

and as the Hall Master, his Taoist technique was profound and omnipotent, gathering divine monarchs from all over. A single decision could almost affect the whole realm.

This was the power of the Divine Monarch Hall.

However, ordinary people were not qualified to enter.

Not every divine monarch was qualified to enter the Divine Monarch Hall.

Now, it seemed the Hall Master had fallen, or his status was not good.

Whoever obtained this divine artifact of the Divine Monarch Hall could become the Hall Master.

This was what every member of the Divine Monarch Hall dreamed of,” Fat Tiger said.

Gu An looked at him and said, “You too, Senior?”

Upon hearing this, Fat Tiger shivered and said, “No, Little Blood, I just want to stay by my brother’s side, serving him diligently. I have no other desires.”

Gu An naturally did not believe it, just pondering the last words of the Eight Sounds Divine Monarch.

Earth Palace Box?

*It was still in the shallow area.*

*Was it the one Chen Changfeng brought out?*

If it was, it could be sold.

After all, he didn’t need it, but selling the information could be worth a lot of money.

Additionally, contacting was also a troublesome task.

Because real-time contact was impossible, the value of the information suddenly decreased.

With this in mind, Gu An turned his gaze to Fat Tiger and said, “Senior, how can we send a message to the Eight Sounds Divine Monarch?”

Upon hearing this, Fat Tiger knelt down directly and said, “Brother, Little Blood really has no second thoughts.”

Gu An nodded, saying, “I know, so how can we send the message?”

There were certain risks in sending messages, and Gu An did not want the other party to be able to do so easily.

He needed to be adequately prepared on the spot because trading and sending messages would inevitably become necessary in the future.

He could start by understanding the process.

“It’s not too difficult. Recovery is needed, and essence blood is required. It would be best if it were from a divine beast or a strong person. If it were an essence blood condensed bead, it would be even better,” Fat Tiger said.

Gu An nodded and said no more.

Instead, he turned to leave.

Watching Gu An leave, Fat Tiger wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

At this moment, Nangong Qiyue came in, looking curiously at Fat Tiger, “Senior, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing, it’s just that it feels like being with a king is like being with a tiger,” Fat Tiger sighed.

Nangong Qiyue was puzzled, “Isn’t Senior a tiger?”

Fat Tiger chuckled.

He was just a cat that looked like a tiger.

Several times, he had thoughts, all being stared down by his brother.

He always felt that the other side had various methods waiting for him.

However, if one day he could really contact other divine monarchs, he could indeed plot to escape here secretly.

*His brother was too terrifying.*

*Always felt like a deeply hidden person.*

Gu An returned to Outer Peak and had just sat down when he suddenly felt a sword light heading his way.

The sword then transformed into a message in Gu An’s mind.

For a moment, Gu An was slightly surprised.

*It was the Master.*

*He wanted him to go to Heavenly Suspension Peak to find him.*

Not daring to delay, Gu An controlled his sword to head towards Heavenly Suspension Peak.

He had just thought of using the Blood Spirit to send a message to Dongfang Changli.

*It seemed that this would have to wait.*

Additionally, that box was not simple, and whether giving it to the other party was good or bad was yet to be decided.

But the seal he left was not special, and it would inevitably be discovered sooner or later.

So it seemed it was still necessary to give it to the other party.

Thinking this way, Gu An arrived at Heavenly Suspension Peak.

Upon arrival, he found that he was not the only one.

There were three others.

Walking on the road to the top of the mountain.

The last stretch was a path all disciples had to walk.

Even direct disciples.

The three of them walked together, a young man at Golden Core Perfection carrying a sword with lowered eyebrows.

The other two were at the Golden Core Late Stage.

They were both Immortals.

One with long hair, the other with short hair, their features exquisite, their figures well-proportioned, and their sweet looks endearing.

Only when they sensed someone approaching did they turn back to glance at Gu An.

They didn’t hide their disdainful expressions at all.

Gu An greeted them, “Greetings, Senior Brother and Senior Sister.”

“This is the road to the top of the mountain. Not everyone can go up,” the short-haired Immortal said.

Gu An nodded slightly, saying, “I received a notification from my Master.”

Upon hearing this, the three were a bit surprised.

But they said nothing.

They continued upward on their own.

Gu An followed behind, maintaining a distance.

Soon, he reached the summit.

Situ Baichuan stood at the edge of the mountain, gazing into the distance.

Below was a circle of clouds around the peak, along with some views from below.

Once the four of them came up, they respectfully greeted, “Disciple greets Master.”

Upon hearing this, Situ Baichuan turned to look at the four of them, saying, “How has your cultivation been going lately?”

“Disciple has already comprehended Sword Intent and is currently beginning to refine it,” the young man said.

“We are about the same. It won’t be long before we can comprehend Sword Intent. We have a prototype now,” the two Immortals followed up.

“Not bad. It seems you haven’t been slacking off,” Situ Baichuan smiled.

Gu An wanted to speak, but before he could, Situ Baichuan spoke first, so he gave up the idea of speaking.

“I called you here this time to assign a task,” Situ Baichuan said, looking at the four.

Gu An was slightly surprised. What task required his participation?

*He should be in the midst of a vortex now, the rivalry still ongoing, completing a task suddenly—wouldn’t that affect the Six Courtyards’ competition?*

*Or did Master no longer care about winning or losing?*

Gu An recalled his recent mediocre performance, wondering if his Master had given up on him.

*Or was the task related to the competition?*

“What is the task?” the young man asked curiously.

“Finding spies,” Situ Baichuan said, smiling at the four, “Due to the Sect’s recent transformation, there aren’t enough Law Enforcement Hall members.

This is something Gu An should know a little about, as he has assisted the Law Enforcement Hall.

But this time, it should be more severe.

Each peak needs to participate.

You must find spies from other Sects but also be cautious not to be noticed.

If discovered, you might easily get involved, be labeled as spies, and then it would be dangerous.

This time, the spies are an unknown group.

This is both a task from your Master and one from the Law Enforcement Hall.

The Law Enforcement Hall will award merits, and your Master will guide you in Swordsmanship, Sword Intent, and Sword Gang.

As long as you achieve, it depends on what you want to learn.”

Upon hearing this, the young man and others were very excited.

Knowing that Sword Intent was challenging to learn and Sword Gang even more so, and even learning new Swordsmanship wasn’t easy.

Now, just by finding spies, they could earn these; how could they not be excited?

Gu An, with furrowed brows, felt a sense of danger.

*It was not normal.*

*When did finding spies require someone like Master to personally issue the task?*

*What kind of spies merited such an open approach?*

*Could those around them keep it hidden?*

Gu An didn’t believe it.

Moreover, each peak was involved.

*Wouldn’t this disrupt the Law Enforcement Hall?*

“Any other questions?” Situ Baichuan asked.

The young man and the sisters naturally wanted to inquire about cultivation.

As for Gu An, knowing nothing of Swordsmanship, he naturally kept silent.

Situ Baichuan did not mind.

Yet he informed everyone that the task had already begun upon publishing.

The more spies found, the better.

After a long time, Situ Baichuan allowed them to leave.

Descending the mountain, the three looked at Gu An, shaking their heads with a cold smile.

“Junior Brother, why didn’t you ask Master about Swordsmanship just now?” the short-haired Immortal asked.

Gu An shook his head, “I don’t know Swordsmanship.”

“Is that so? No wonder Master didn’t even ask you,” said the short-haired Immortal, looking at Gu An, “Did I not touch on Junior Brother’s sore point?”

Gu An shook his head, then said, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave.”

With that, Gu An controlled his sword and left.

Hearing the laughter of the three behind him, he didn’t know what they were mocking.

*Was it because he didn’t know Swordsmanship?*

*But he knew Sword Skill.*

But there was no need to prove it, as The World’s First Blade was his trump card.

There was no need; he didn’t want to reveal a bit.

*As for Intent,*

He understood Sword Intent, but it wasn’t worth boasting about, as he only comprehended it at Primordial Spirit Perfection.

*In this regard, being mocked by them seemed reasonable.*