Immortal Supreme: Sovereign of the Grand Dao

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A few days have passed since Arthur discussed his plan for the next outr court ranking battles with the three.

At this time, a rumor had circulated in the sect.

It was a rumour that inner court disciples of the Blood Sword Faction went to threaten the number one outer court disciple, Invincible, but they got defeated and sent running instead.

But as soon as those rumors surfaced, the Blood Sword Faction came out and made a statement that those inner disciple's decision had nothing to do with them.

And that their actions were of their own volition. They said the Blood Sword Faction will always maintain fairness and that any competition is allowed.

At the same time, those inner court disciples were handed over to the disciplinary hall to be punished for their actions.

After that the Blood Sword Faction released one more statement which said that the inner disciples were defeated with underhanded means.

They said there was no way that Invincible could defeat them so easily when they were both at the peak of the Martial Origin Realm and had a battle power rating of three-stars.

Many people had different opinions on the rumor, there were some who believed that Invincible was as strong as those inner disciples and defeated them fair and square.

But most people believed the words of the Blood Sword Faction.

Most of those who believed that Arthur won fairly, were the outer court disciples who watched the previous outer court ranking battles.

"Hey, do you believe the rumors?"

"What rumors?"

"The one that Invinvible beat up two peak Martial Orgin Realm inner court disciples."

"What, you believe that? I know I don't. I mean come on! Those aren't Gold Core Realm disciples."

"I don't know but I think it might be true. You all are forgetting that he is the only seven-star genius of the sect, so by logic he should be able to fight an entire realm above his."

"Although that is true, but that only works for when the person he is fighting has an ordinary battle power, unlike the geniuses of our sect."

"Hmm, what you said makes sense. But I still believe Invincible won fair and square."

"Yeah right, you are just one of his die hard followers!"

"What? No am not!"

"Hey, I know this guy, he always talks about how great Invincible is! He is the Invincible Sword Preacher!" Another disciple butted into the argument of the two.

"What?"

"Wait, now that you mention it, he does fit the description. huh, he is running?!"

"It was indeed him..."

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A few minutes later, the disciple that ran away had arrived at his home.

He tapped his chest and swiped off the sweat on his face while breathing a bit heavily.

He wasn't as fast and strong as his peers due to his fat body, but he wasn't too weak either

It's just that he might have ran a little too hard.

"Hah...what do they know. Invincible is invincible. One day, they will witness his true power and then I will show up and say, I told you so! In their faces!"

"And what is it with that name, 'The Invincible Sword Preacher'? Who came up that anyway?"

"Although I feel the name is a bit cool but I prefer my actual name, Theodore Walcott, thank you very much."

Theodore Walcott was a very average disciple of the Outer Court.

He was fat, and had a generally weaker physique than his peers.

His late foster mother told him that he was lucky to have the ability to cultivate else he would have died early due to his excessive fat one day.

Although, he is not as fat as he was in the past due to rising in his cultivation, he wasn't exactly a person you would call chubby.

But he believe his is just a bit chubby and not fat. He hates it when they call him fat.

Anyway, after witmessing the glory of Arthur's magnificence he became a die-hard supporter of Arthur.

Unfortunately, he was unable to get into the faction of his idol, Invincible.

He had been denied entry due to the strict requirements that Arthur set in place.

Arthur did that because he wanted to create a faction of elites, so because of that outer disciples above a certain age were not allowed entry.

But this also had its flaws.

Although having a faction full of elites is great, they may not be as loyal.

So right now, Arthur is facing the trouble of dealing with spies in his faction.

At the same time, many of the newly joined members have left his faction due to the subtle threats of the Blood Sword Faction.

So Arthur did a personal interview of every member of his faction within these few days.

And by asking them specific questions, he was able to tell with his emphatic ability who were spies and traitors.

He gave a list of these people to Luke and decided to not expose them for now as he has a plan.

But Arthur was a bit disappointed to find one particular person a part of the spies.

And it was one of the very first members.

When Arthur added a name to the list of spies and handed it to Luke, the young man was shocked.

"Master...I don't mean to question you. But are you sure about this?" Luke frowned as he was a bit close to this person.

"Yes, Luke. I was a bit surprised too...well not much since I suspected this, but it turned out that I was right."

"For now, you should know what you can and can not say when this person is around right?"

Luke nodded, "Yes, I know what to do."

"Good, and pass on this information to the other two, lest they go out on team training and get back-stabbed." Arthur instructed.

"It will be done as you have asked, Master. I will be taking my leave now." Luke stood up and left Arthur's apartment to handle the matters that were required of him.

"Back to training."

Arthur disappeared and entered the world within the Serene Palace Painting.

It was time for him to master some martial art techniques.

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