These people are all at the Divine Palace Realm, with the strongest, Elder William Grant, only around the fifth level. There’s still a long way to go before reaching the Grandmaster Realm.

No wonder they needed him to come out of seclusion. With the cultivation of these people, in an environment like Great Yan Prefecture, they really can’t support a first-class sect.

While he was sizing up the crowd, the many elders were also looking at him, soon exchanging glances with each other.

Wasn’t he supposed to have been cultivating bitterly for ten years?

Why does it look like… he doesn’t have any cultivation at all?

After hesitating for a moment, Elder William Grant couldn’t help but speak: “Ethan Brooks should have already told you about the problems facing the sect. I ask you, Martial Uncle, to oversee the sect!”

“I can oversee it, but there are two things I need to make clear in advance.”

Samuel Clark stated what he had thought about on the way: “First, I will only be the nominal overseer of the sect. I won’t manage sect affairs, nor do I want to interfere. As for how to convince the disciples and keep them stable, you’ll have to figure that out yourselves.”

Since ancient times, power and wealth move people’s hearts. Before having strength, never touch them.

Everyone nodded.

They had previously worried that this young Martial Uncle, after understanding the sect’s situation, would forcibly take control. Now it seemed they had been overthinking it.

Samuel Clark continued, “Second, I need a quiet place to live, preferably with a large courtyard where I can grow vegetables and grain, and not be easily disturbed.”

“This…”

After a moment’s hesitation, Elder William Grant said, “There is such a place, but it hasn’t been lived in for a long time, and it’s a bit remote. The spiritual energy isn’t very abundant…”

“As long as it’s quiet!” Samuel Clark nodded.

The more low-key now, the better. It’s best not to interact with anyone, otherwise, it would be easy to slip up and give himself away.

As for remote… could it be more remote than a forbidden area?

“I’ll have someone tidy it up right away!”

After responding, William Grant looked over with a hint of hesitation: “Forgive my boldness, Martial Uncle, but… may I ask, what realm have you reached now?”

He wasn’t the only one curious; the other five elders were equally full of doubt.

They had all reached the Divine Palace Realm, yet still couldn’t see through this one’s strength. Could it be… that in just ten years, he had already surpassed them?

“Me?” Being asked directly, Samuel Clark felt awkward. He wanted to hide it, but in the end, he shook his head: “I’m just a mortal…”

“A mortal?”

Everyone was stunned.

After a moment’s hesitation, William Grant said, “Then… may I use my divine sense to probe a little?”

Innate Dao Body, ten years of bitter cultivation…

A mortal?

Are you kidding us?

“Go ahead!” Samuel Clark nodded.

“My apologies…”

Breathing a sigh of relief, Elder William Grant activated his spirit, and his divine sense immediately spread forward. Soon, he frowned.

There wasn’t the slightest fluctuation of true essence!

He pushed further.

He could clearly sense that after his divine sense penetrated the other’s skin, it was like hitting steel or stone—unable to move an inch. Moreover, inside the muscles, there was an intense sense of oppression, as if repelling his power.

Boom!

Immediately after, a majestic aura swept over. In an instant, he felt dazed, as if he was probing not an ordinary person, but an immortal.

Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud!

He staggered back seven or eight steps in a row, his face turning pale.

Immortals must not be insulted, sages must not be probed!

Legend has it that immortals or sages contain the Great Dao within them and do not allow ordinary people to casually peer inside. If offended, there will be automatic backlash…

Could it be that the Innate Dao Body and Immortal Spirit Bloodline also have this ability?

“Let me try again!”

Gritting his teeth, this time he used all his strength. After a few breaths, he couldn’t take it anymore. “Pfft!” With a sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

“What happened?”

The remaining five elders, equally curious, extended their divine senses.

“Don’t!”

Elder William Grant hurriedly shook his head, but before he could finish speaking, the five elders also retreated in unison, their faces deathly pale.

“……”

Samuel Clark gave a wry smile.

He had worried earlier that these elders, for the sake of saving face, wouldn’t cooperate well. Now it seemed he had worried too much…

They even coughed up blood…

Clearly more professional than Ethan Brooks and the others!

The dignified Zhenxian Sect, one of the top ten sects in Great Yan Prefecture, a first-class sect—yet for the sake of self-preservation, everyone has become a master of acting… Truly not easy!

Pitiful!

Miserable!

Tragic!

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll head to my residence now…”

Knowing that it was his lack of strength that had caused everyone to end up like this, Samuel Clark felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

“Uh… alright!”

After a brief daze, William Grant gave an order, and Ethan Brooks and Robert Scott led the young Martial Uncle outside.

Once he left, the room quieted down again.

“I understand now!”

After quite a while, Elder William Grant spoke in a grave tone: “As expected of the young Martial Uncle, so farsighted. I’m ashamed I didn’t think of this method myself!”

Everyone was puzzled.

Without answering directly, Elder William Grant asked in return, “Innate Dao Body, Immortal Spirit Bloodline, cultivated for ten years, yet just an ordinary mortal with no cultivation at all—do you believe it?”

“No!”

“If I said he had reached the Grandmaster Realm, would you believe it?”

“Still no!”