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

In order not to waste time, helping the senior, things can be sent out.

It’s still worthwhile."

After speaking, Gu An stood up and said, "It’s getting late, I have to leave now, senior, you need not worry about anything, nor should you care about anything.

In other words, that person just now had a sky-high background, but now the senior is not inferior.

See you again if fate allows."

Gu An walked away with Chu Meng.

"Wait." Xue Zhicheng immediately asked, "What is your name?"

Upon hearing this, Gu An gave a mysterious smile, "Nine Heavens Divine Monarch."

Afterwards, Gu An left, leaving Xue Zhicheng standing there in a daze.

In the end, he shook his head slightly, feeling mixed emotions.

The other party still refused to give his name.

But it doesn’t matter.

He never had much hope anyway.

Just.....

The Purple Mist Sect might really be unable to stay any longer.

He originally thought this would be a place of refuge, but unfortunately, everywhere is the same.

Where there are people, there will surely be oppression, either large or small, either you or him or me.

It is always someone.

Having wanted to eat something, Xue Zhicheng suddenly thought he couldn’t eat anymore.

So he paid the bill and left.

On the other side.

At the highest peak of the Purple Mist Sect.

Immortal Qing Shuang was still recuperating.

Suddenly feeling something.

She immediately activated the array.

Then something dropped from it, a stone and a paper.

This is the array of the Divine Monarch Hall, which means some Divine Monarch sent something through it.

Who?

Daring not to hesitate, Qing Shuang immediately picked up the items.

The stone was blood red, she could sense something inside.

"Reincarnation? Special reincarnation?" Soon, Immortal Qing Shuang thought of something, "Could it be the Ancient Martial Divine Monarch wants the Reincarnation Shell?"

But this...

It looks like an unhatched reincarnation.

Moreover, why would it be delivered to her?

With doubt, Qing Shuang looked at the accompanying paper.

She found only a few words on it:

Xue Zhicheng, live.

——Nine Heavens.

Seeing the words Nine Heavens, Qing Shuang’s pupils contracted.

So this means the Nine Heavens Divine Monarch is currently near the Purple Mist Sect?

Otherwise, the array could not have been used for transmitting.

What is so worthy for the other party to personally deliver a note, along with recompense?

Furthermore, doesn’t he intend to ask for compensation for the Snowfield Mountain Range?

She then called someone to investigate if anything happened to Xue Zhicheng recently.

What merits or abilities does he have to deserve the Nine Heavens Divine Monarch’s personal attention, personally ensuring his survival?

That night.

A maid arrived before Qing Shuang respectfully and said, "There’s been an incident."

"What incident?" Qing Shuang, lost in thought, came back to her senses.

"Xue Zhicheng killed two Inner Sect disciples, one Direct Disciple, and defected." The maid immediately reported.

Upon hearing, Qing Shuang frowned, "Is someone following him?"

"Yes."

"Send orders over, no matter what happens, his safety must be ensured."

After the orders were sent over.

Qing Shuang asked about the reason.

Soon she understood, Xue Zhicheng was able to join the Purple Mist Sect back then because of a recommendation from an Outer Disciple.

And during his most difficult times, someone gave him a helping hand.

Through the years, he always remembered this kindness.

Now, it seems that benefactor’s wife was targeted by some Direct Disciple.

He secretly obstructed several times.

But was unexpectedly targeted himself, having no means against the other’s background, yet he never backed down.

Until tonight, the other party made a move, seeing the situation as irreparable, he too made a move.

Slaughtering everyone and defecting from the Sect.

He’s now swiftly fleeing.

Qing Shuang lowered her eyebrows and asked, "Who is this Direct Disciple’s background?"

"From one of the seventy-two subordinate peaks, Little Forest Peak’s Peak Master Liu." The maid answered.

"How has she been doing in recent years?" Qing Shuang inquired.

"Ineffectively, even dragging down the Sect, indulging her grandson several times." The maid replied.

Qing Shuang nodded and said, "Have the Sect Master send someone to bring her to find Xue Zhicheng and explain the situation to avoid unnecessary conflicts in the future."

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The maid hesitated and said, "What if they can’t resolve it?"

Qing Shuang indifferently replied, "Peak Master Liu seems to have not contributed to the Sect recently. If so, let her give up her position.

Conduct a proper reckoning."

"Yes." The maid nodded.

As she was about to leave, Qing Shuang once again reminded, "Remember, Xue Zhicheng must not die, must not be severely injured, and must not suffer irreversible damage."

The maid asked cautiously, "Pavilion Master, may I ask why?"

"Because someone wants to protect him."

"Which senior is it?"

Qing Shuang looked at the maid with a smile, "Nine Heavens Divine Monarch."

The maid’s pupils dilated suddenly, unable to comprehend.

Why would such a small Returning to Void attract the attention of this powerful entity?

Even directly contacting the Pavilion Master.

If the Pavilion Master fails to protect him, then.....

Would the next Snowfield Mountain Range be the Purple Mist Sect?

Don’t mind that the Nine Heavens Divine Monarch eradicated dangers for them.

But if opposing him, he might not mind doing a bit more.

Thinking of this, the maid felt the previous orders were still not strict enough.

Need to move faster, to prevent any accidents from happening.

At the same time, under the moonlight, Xue Zhicheng continuously burned his Essence Blood, just to quickly escape from here.

He calculated it.

Those people would not know until morning.

As long as he escaped the range of the Purple Mist Sect overnight and then took the fastest boat to flee.

There is a chance to survive.

But.....

He is just worried they will find out too early, thus missing the best chance.

The cultivation gap is too great, without enough time, there would be no chance of survival.

However, while he was still calculating time, suddenly he felt a terrifying Qi coming from behind.

It was a Qi he couldn’t comprehend, extremely terrifying.

For a moment, he couldn’t believe it was aimed at him.

He could only plead in his heart, hoping it wasn’t because of him.

However...

Reality is so cruel.

That terrifying Qi had locked onto him, leaving no possibility of escape.

He had made many preparations, but they were all meant for situations within his understanding.

But now...

He sighed heavily, standing still, giving up on escaping.

Because after three breaths, he would have to stop even if he didn’t want to.

Then three figures descended.

Each figure was frighteningly powerful, beyond his understanding.

These three figures were all Immortals.

The one in the middle, he knew.

It was the one he feared the most.

Seeing the person, Xue Zhicheng knew his life would end here.

He never imagined that the other party would personally take action.

Even doing so overnight.

"Xue Zhicheng?" At this time, the youngest Immortal among them spoke softly.

"It is me." Xue Zhicheng respectfully bowed, "Greetings, seniors. Everyone is responsible for their own actions."

The young Immortal smiled and asked, "Are you injured?"

"A few minor wounds," Xue Zhicheng responded.

He also didn’t understand why the other party would ask this.

"It seems to be due to that Direct Disciple," the young Immortal looked at Peak Master Liu in the middle and said:

"Peak Master Liu, it’s said that Direct Disciple is your grandson, is that true?"

"It is true, but he was uncontrollable, bullying men and oppressing women, truly the deeds of the Demon Path. I had already expelled him from the Sect, severing relations.

Now, for him to commit such terrible acts.

His death was deserved by his actions." Saying this, Peak Master Liu looked at Xue Zhicheng seriously and said, "Speaking of which, I should thank this young fellow daoist.

For eliminating a major hidden danger for me.

This is a Saint Level Healing Pill, for the young one’s recovery."

With that, she offered the White Jade Medicine Bottle.

In fact, when she heard her grandson was killed, she was so furious, especially by someone without status, position, or background.

Truly stepping all over her.

Without killing, she couldn’t quell her anger.

But when she was about to do something, the Sect Master sent people over.

Very kindly gave her two choices.

Either explain and conclude the matter.

Or take herself out of the picture.

In that instant, she was alarmed.

No room for maneuver made it clear that Xue Zhicheng had a formidable person standing behind him.

She immediately calmed down.

Daring not to ask further, nor think more.

At this moment, Xue Zhicheng, who received the Elixir Pills, was also stunned and alarmed.

The direction of events had far exceeded his expectations.

Impossible, in his imagining, there was absolutely no such possibility.

Surely someone intervened.

Who has such tremendous power?

In an instant, he thought of the gentleman in the inn.

The man smilingly told him, he was the Nine Heavens Divine Monarch.

"Could it be that he wasn’t joking?"