Immortal Supreme: Sovereign of the Grand Dao

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After Arthur received the transmission from Luke he immediately activated his speed intent at full power.

"Woo!"

'That was a bad idea...'

Arthur shot off with greater speed than he imagined. He forgot that he was at the peak of a higher realm now and his base speed has been increased by a large margin.

*Swoosh!*

He zoomed passed the other houses with his spirit power released, he senses no one in the houses of the top ten outer court disciples.

'So they already got into the Inner Court.'

Arthur quickly adapted to his new speed and he increased it with his movement technique.

Soon he arrived close to Luke's house and he could sense that there were four people within.

With his spirit power, he heard their conversation and saw how Luke was bested when he attack.

He silently arrived just in time to see one of the inner disciples about to break Luke's arm.

Arthur couldn't let that happen and instantly blasted open the door and punched the young man in his head before anyone in the room could react.

*Bang!*

The young man got sent flying by the hit and crashed on the wall.

*Bang!*

He fell, unconscious.

The other inner disciple only just reacted to what happened and summoned his power to attack.

But Arthur was faster and rushed to him before he could attack.

Arriving before him, Arthur kicked the young man's leg away from Balor's back and grabbed his neck lifting him.

Then he delivered a punch to the young man's stomach.

*Pow!*

Punching out the air from the young man's lungs, Arthur threw him on the ground and stepped on his back.

*Thud!*

"Don't move or else I will break your spine," Arthur threatened.

"Gasp!" The young man couldn't respond immediately as he was still gasping for air.

After a few seconds, he finally grunted out some words, "How...dare you! Do you even know what you are doing?"

Arthur removed his foot from the young man's back and the inner disciple thought Arthur was going to let him go.

So he placed his hands on the floor and was about to push himself off the ground when a foot ruthlessly smashed his face down to the ground.

*Bang!*

"I said don't move. I changed my mind. Apparently, smashing your face is more fun."

"Now before you try to threaten me remember your position. At this point you are at my mercy, do you understand?" Arthur's tone was cold.

He didn't care if this young man had a special identity or not. Even if he did, no one had a greater background than he did in this whole sect.

Even if he didn't have any great backers, he had an extremely powerful servant in the Serene Palace Painting.

So he had nothing to fear.

"You don't understand what you are doing! You are making a terrible mistake!- Argh!"

Arthur pressed his foot harder, "Now choose your words very carefully. Your masters are powerful, I get that. But do you think a genius like me is without a powerful background?"

"Do you think I would go against the odds and try to create a faction like mine without having a sufficiently powerful backer?"

"One that gives me enough confidence even if I know about your so-called leader being the offspring of the Vice Sect Leader?"

The young man widened his eyes as he thought of Arthur's words.

Indeed, why did they not think of that before coming here to threaten him?

He had no idea, and he never for once questioned the authorities above him.

He was just a lackey and did not know that the true intentions of those behind him are to probe Arthur.

But Arthur had seen through all of that. So he was making it clear to whoever is listening.

'They should have heard that right?' Arthur thought as he sensed the presence of a few people watching this place from afar.

On his way here he had thought about this matter.

Inner disciples can't run rampant in the outer court as it is under strict supervision, unlike the inner court.

The outer court was structured to be like a novice-level training court, where the disciples are only exposed to less brutality that the other courts.

So because of that, inner disciples are not allowed to enter.

At most, they can send a message and summon whoever they wanted to see.

But to enter the house of an outer court disciple unannounced and even beat up one of them without any supervising elder stepping out?

Someone must be allowing them to do so.

Now, with Arthur's speech, he will make them hesitate in their next action against him.

At least until they confirm otherwise that he has no backer.

Until then, this would keep the elders from participating.

At most they might pull a string or two behind the scenes but they would not come out directly to put Arthur in a difficult position.

'That's what I hope for, but it may not end like that,' Arthur thought, then he turned his attention back to the 'weakling' beneath him.

"So tell me. What message do you bring from your masters?" Arthur asked the young man who became tongue-tied after hearing his previous words.

Originally he was sent to give a blatant threat, but he was a bit afraid now to use the precise words that he was asked to deliver.

Still, he had to continue as planned because he knew that 'they' were watching and his actions will affect how they treat him after now if he did not do exactly as he was told.

So he gritted his teeth and spurted out the words he was commanded to, "Our Vice Leader of the Blood Sword Faction orders that you disband your faction immediately and pledge your allegiance to Lord Crixus, or else..."

"Or else what?" Arthur narrowed his eyes and a daunting presence descended on the young man as Arthur released a bit of his soul pressure.

He skillfully avoided the spirit power scanning this place due to his superior soul power.

The young man chocked at his next words as he was scared and changed what he was about to say, "...o-or...else...you...may not be able to...live-"

"Okay, I have heard enough," Arthur smashed the young man's head with his foot.

*Bang!*

"Argh!"

Without another word, Arthur kicked him to where his companion was.

"Take your fellow disposable lackey and get out!"

The young man ignored the pain he felt and carried his companion on his shoulders and scurried away in a specific direction.

He didn't even mind Arthur's comment on what he was to the Blood Sword Faction, a disposable lackey.

Even if that was the truth, no one had ever said that to his face before.

As he ran away, he swore in his heart that if he ever had a chance, he would make sure to have his revenge on Arthur.

Peace and quiet descended into the room as the two minions of the Blood Sword Faction were gone.

Arthur had given Luke and Balor two very high-grade healing pills from his secret stash that the Emperor had given him, which was almost finished by the way.

Both men didn't have any serious injuries, so they were nursed back to full health by the pills in no time.

But although they were okay physically, the same couldn't be said for their emotions.

So Arthur now had to deal with two silently brooding men feeling a bit discouraged at their latent weakness.

After a few minutes of silence with Luke and Balor keeping their heads down, Arthur decided to speak.

'It seems they need an inspiring speech...which I have no idea how to give one, but here goes nothing. I can't let these loyal ones be discouraged for long now can I?'

Arthur cleared his throat and began.

"So..."

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At another location, the two Blood Sword Faction members were bowing their heads before a figure in the shadows.

"So, you failed your assignment to teach him a lesson and got beaten up instead, being sent running with your tails between your legs," A calm cold voice spoke from the shadows.

"Tell me... Is that how you disgrace this faction!"

"I am sorry Vice Leader, he was stronger than we thought! I suspect he has been hiding his real strength all along!" One of them tried to defend themselves.

"I see...you are dismissed. Your punishment will be decided later. For now, we shall move on with the plan, understood?"

"Yes, Vice Leader!"

"Good, you can go."

The two men looked at each other and hurriedly left the premises with bitterness in their hearts.

After they left, the hall went silent for a while before an old man appeared in the hall again.

"So, did you discover anything?" The calm voice from the shadow asked the old man.

"Nothing tangible, except for the fact that our suspicions of him having a powerful backer might be true."

"How about his cultivation?"

"This old man wasn't able to see through that youngster."

"Even you?" The voice sounded surprised.

"Yes, my lord."

"I see. It appears that he has a lot of secrets. Plus, I suspect that he might have gotten some benefits from the Secret Realm mission that he did not disclose..."

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