After I Became a Divine Monarch, the Sect Wants Me to Marry In-Chapter 263 - 221: Now That I Compare, My Ego’s Even Bigger_3

Chapter 263: Chapter 221: Now That I Compare, My Ego’s Even Bigger_3

Gu An did not pay attention to these things, he just felt it was getting more and more difficult.

The days passed by.

Magic kept increasing.

[Magic: 33/50]

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[Magic: 43/50]

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[Hard Cultivation: 51/100]

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End of May.

Gu An had been logging continuously for over a week.

More than a hundred bamboo trees fell.

And that large door seemed to be slowly opening.

If he continued logging, perhaps after a few more, the door would open.

But today, after cutting down one bamboo, Gu An stopped.

It was not for any other reason, just because the magic had reached fifty.

When he put down the axe and took a breath,

that large door quietly closed again.

However, the sword intent of the bamboo forest still persisted, just slowly dissipating.

Gu An, although puzzled, did not think deeply about it, but instead returned to his underground abode to start enhancing the Blood Evil Great Movement.

This time, the Blood Evil Great Movement would also reach Perfection.

Thus, he would be able to grasp the power of life and death over the Blood Demon Divine Monarch.

In conversations with him in the future, he would have more confidence.

If the other party behaved and avoided doing anything presumptuous, he would not inform him.

Afterwards, Gu An closed his eyes to extract the magic value.

*In his dream, Gu An felt like he was constantly studying.*

*Ten years, twenty years, thirty years.*

*Fifty years.*

*Finally, after over a hundred years, he comprehended all of the Blood Evil Great Movement.*

*He learned all the applications of Blood Evil Great Movement.*

*At the very least, he fully mastered the citations from the records.*

*As for what it could expand into, it would depend on his further understanding and learning.*

Thus, Gu An continued logging.

Meanwhile, in the Sword Tomb, Luu Ping and his companions, who had originally been nearing the inheritance, found the path suddenly broken.

They intended to retreat, but halfway down, they discovered the path reappeared.

After hesitating, they decided to move forward.

On the other side, Wei Wen found that the Demon Beast had completely fallen.

The spiritual medicine had also dropped to the side.

At this moment, he noticed that the sword intent seemed to be fading away.

*This time, he realized quite a bit, and his cultivation had made progress.*

The power of the sword intent grew stronger.

*Especially after comprehending it, the sword intent was about to fade.*

*Indeed, destiny was with him.*

*Yet...*

*Before the bamboo forest returned to normal, that sword intent brightened once more.*

*It trapped him in place again.*

"What on earth is going on?"

Wei Wen felt a bit bewildered.

*He had never seen such a situation recorded.*

Cangmu Sect Main Peak.

At this moment, four Peak Masters sat down to talk once again.

They usually had nothing much to do and did not meet often.

The reason they had been gathering frequently recently was out of curiosity about the status of the six disciples.

"Lately, the reputation of the disciple from Spirit Controlling Peak has been quite good,

gaining acceptance from many," Situ Baichuan said.

With youthful exuberance, the Immortal followed up,

"The one from Qianchen Peak is also not bad. I heard he studied in the Book Collection Pavilion, learned a lot of theoretical knowledge, and explained doctrines to others,

gaining rapid fame."

The middle-aged man at the head looked curiously at Situ Baichuan, "How is your disciple? Are you really not concerned?"

"I sent him to the Sword Immortal Tomb; I thought he would refuse, but he actually went."

"The ones who took him were a few disciples with decent reputations. I imagine they’ll help him gain something, and then let someone tell them the new Junior Brother needs recognition. Any merit they achieve will likely fall on him."

"He can’t end up with nothing at all, can he? That would only be due to his bad luck," Situ Baichuan shook his head.

He had no expectations for Gu An.

The others felt the same.

Sword Immortal Tomb only contained opportunities for inheritance.

Who among several people would be willing to yield to such things?

Achieving merit was quite difficult.

If they forcibly gave him something, it might backfire.

Especially since his reputation was too poor.

"How long do you think the Royal Family can wait?" the head middle-aged man asked curiously.

"It should depend on the Dao Sect. If the marriage alliance with them takes place in ten years, we probably have only five years," Situ Baichuan replied.

Upon hearing this, the compassionate Immortal lowered her eyes and said,

"Five years? In five years, they will either face the Royal Family or lose the resources to cultivate each peak, how despairing they would be."