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

Originally, because of the withdrawal of a stronger character, everyone present dared not underestimate the person on the stage.

But...

Everything changed too quickly for those below to react in time.

Especially a Golden Core practitioner next to Gu An, who watched Gu An eat peanuts while casually tossing one out.

Then watching the person on the stage being repelled by the peanut.

He felt like he had discovered something terrifying.

Especially when he saw that the opponent only had Golden Core Perfection cultivation.

He wondered why everyone’s Golden Core wasn’t as dazzling as this person’s.

But as the horrifying aura erupted from the high platform, he broke into a cold sweat.

He felt like he could be dragged to his death by this dazzling Golden Core character at any moment.

As he nervously didn’t dare to move, he suddenly heard the person beside him speak slowly: "It appears to be Immortal Bridge Fifth Layer cultivation, yet can’t even avoid my ordinary Flying Snow.

It really is a fake Immortal Bridge Fifth Layer."

Then another voice came, this time a female voice: "It’s a puppet, quite a powerful puppetry technique, but while he can hide within his body, he cannot control the Immortal Bridge cultivation.

The Immortal Bridge Fifth Layer is indeed fake, the body’s cultivation is only Immortal Bridge First Level, and it’s forcefully enhanced.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be bullied by even someone at your Golden Core Perfection."

The Golden Core practitioner beside glanced at the speaker, who was at Golden Core Early Stage.

For a moment, he was speechless, since when did Golden Cores become so formidable?

Casually commenting on the Immortal Bridge, nitpicking this and that?

Are you still Golden Cores?

Could you do something a Golden Core is supposed to do?

Otherwise, I might think I cultivated a fake Golden Core.

It wasn’t just the Golden Core next to Gu An who was shocked.

There were also the Immortal Bridge experts high above.

The beauty inside the Immortal Carriage lowered her brows, checking below.

The plan was perfect, why was there such a mistake?

Unexpectedly, there appeared someone powerful whom they could not detect.

However, those in the high-altitude Immortal Carriage and the sword-controlling strongmen made no moves.

Who on earth was this mysterious person?

At this moment, the middle-aged man on the high platform was knocked out by the peanuts.

As soon as he stood up, a peanut would reappear.

No matter how harsh the words, they were useless.

Even sweet words were useless.

Begging for mercy didn’t work either.

This made everyone a bit anxious.

The one in the coffin was about to jump out.

With the plan failing, actions were about to be taken directly.

At this moment, the beauty inside the Immortal Carriage looked down at the square.

Finally, she discovered two people casually eating peanuts, one of whom occasionally flicked a peanut out.

Found them.

Golden Core Perfection?

The beauty was astonished, then waved her hand, casting a light on Gu An and Chu Meng.

Then an ethereal voice came: "Fellow daoist, you’re quite elegant."

In an instant, everyone’s gaze turned over.

In the sky, there were six Immortal Carriages, and their eyes were all on Gu An.

Seemingly very surprised.

The one taking actions was among the Golden Core crowd.

The sword-controlling strongmen also lowered their brows, watching with interest.

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Those on the pavilion were also in admiration.

Among the Golden Core crowd, there was such a strong character.

Just unsure what his confidence was.

And how much cultivation he was hiding.

At this moment, enough space was made for the beam of light among the Golden Core crowd.

The Golden Core practitioner next to Gu An took heavy steps, moving away from Gu An.

If he continued to stay, he’d feel like his years of cultivation had gone to waste.

Doubting whether he truly cultivated a Golden Core.

Feeling the surrounding people’s attention, Gu An wearily flicked the peanut in his hand.

This time everyone saw the trajectory.

Then with a bang, the middle-aged man felt his jaw shift, a crack sound, his jaw dislocated, and he immediately fell to the ground.

At this moment, the middle-aged man also saw Gu An, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He wanted to get up and kill the opponent, swallow him alive.

But...

As soon as he got up, he would be hit again, leaving him no choice but to calm down.

This person was very peculiar, not sure if it was due to cultivation or some special magic technique.

Making him feel somewhat helpless to resist.

Especially unable to sense the opponent’s realm.

Appeared to be Golden Core Perfection.

It couldn’t possibly be a genuine Golden Core Perfection, could it?

Then he slowly fit his jaw back in place and spoke: "Fellow daoist, have I offended you in any way?"

Upon hearing this, Gu An shook his head: "Not at all."

"Then have I said anything that displeased you?" asked the middle-aged man again.

Gu An shook his head once more: "No, you haven’t."

"Then is there something you desired?"

"Still no."

"Since there’s none, why do you bully me like this? Is it because I lack in skills and should be bullied by you? There are so many Heaven’s Chosen Sons present, aren’t you worried about becoming the next me?"

Upon hearing this, Gu An was a bit stunned, carefully pondering who he was now.

Am I Zuo Youyan or the Nine Heavens Divine Monarch now?

Logically, I should be Zuo Youyan, but facing someone suspected to be from the Nether Sea Clan.

I would use the Hundred Hairs Swallowing Ghost, so I should be the Nine Heavens Divine Monarch.

But there’s a problem, what is the Nine Heavens Divine Monarch’s name?

"What, are you also worried, fellow daoist?" the middle-aged man questioned.

Others were also watching.

Curious about how Gu An would respond.

After all, there were quite a few strong ones present, saying the wrong thing might invite trouble.

Gu An, coming back to his senses, shook his head and sighed: "Not at all, I’m just thinking."

"Thinking about what?" asked the middle-aged man.

If the opponent answered poorly, his men would launch an attack, inciting others as well.

To kill him.

In any case, either make the opponent retreat, or make him offend the crowd.

That way, they could grasp the initiative and continue with the martial competition below.

To find the person with the most abundant Qi-Blood.

Gu An looked at everyone and then set his gaze on the middle-aged man, saying: "I didn’t intentionally target you, so I’m not worried about someone dealing with me in the same manner."