After I Became a Divine Monarch, the Sect Wants Me to Marry In

Gu An opened his eyes.

Looking at his own status.

His current status was indeed Poisoned.

But this poison had accompanied him for more than twenty years.

"Does he truly believe I will advance to Golden Core in his eyes?"

"Or does she have enough wealth not to care about this kind of consumption?"

"If I could advance to a higher realm, my strength would also be notable, I wonder if I could resolve the poison in my body."

But advancing further would be difficult.

So far, the people he had observed here, those he couldn’t see through, were mostly Golden Core.

Such cultivation was indeed decent; it granted some identity and status at the foot of the mountain, but only there—and this was still the worst peak of the Sect.