“No matter what resistance you encounter, I’ve got your back. I have only one request: help me take control of the Intelligence Hall as soon as possible, and kick out all the spies that the various factions have planted!” Henry Grant looked at Little Grace and spoke slowly.

“Yes, this servant swears to serve the Prince to the death!” Little Grace replied hurriedly.

After a brief pause, Little Grace said, “Your Highness, today is the day of the core disciples’ grand competition. The Sect Master of Feixian Sect will personally attend the event, and the Second Miss will also return today to participate. Would Your Highness like to attend?”

“The core disciples’ competition? Is it today?” Henry Grant paused. Searching his predecessor’s memories, he found that this was indeed the case.

Every year, the Taichu Sect holds an internal disciples’ grand competition.

Chapter 4: I Am a Righteous Path Big Shot, I Must Be Dignified

Disciples of the Taichu Sect, from lowest to highest, are divided into outer sect servant disciples, inner sect ordinary disciples, elite disciples, core disciples, and at the very top, the Holy Son and Holy Maiden.

To encourage disciples’ development, a grand competition involving all levels of disciples is held every year. Those who perform outstandingly can obtain various resources provided by the sect.

Many people have stood out in this competition, even catching the attention of the sect’s high-level leaders and being accepted as disciples—such cases are quite common.

For example, Henry Grant’s predecessor was noticed by the old sect master while still an elite disciple at the Innate Realm, and was accepted as a personal disciple, which set him on a path of overwhelming success.

The “Second Miss” mentioned by Little Grace is not Henry Grant’s daughter, but rather the second disciple among his three disciples, Emma Collins.

Don’t be fooled by his relatively young age—he’s not even thirty yet—but he has already trained three disciples. The eldest, Lucas Bennett, is only a few years younger than him, already twenty; the second disciple, Emma Collins, just turned eighteen this year; and the youngest, Owen Parker, is seventeen.

These three disciples are all exceptionally talented. Though only in their teens or early twenties, they have already reached the Mortal Shedding Realm and gone down the mountain to train.

With the Taichu Sect and their Dao Realm master as their backing, plus their own considerable strength, they have already made a name for themselves as young heroes in the martial world.

They are living the very life Henry Grant most yearned for: dashing young heroes, dressed in finery, roaming the martial world.

“This girl has had enough fun outside; it’s good that she’s coming back to the mountain!” Henry Grant smiled faintly and said, “Prepare the carriage, let’s head to the venue. Since the Sect Master of Feixian Sect is coming, we can’t let people say we don’t know proper etiquette!”

Mentioning Feixian Sect, Henry Grant couldn’t help but feel a headache coming on.

Feixian Sect, along with Taichu Sect, is one of the top ten righteous sects. In fact, before Henry Grant broke through to the Dao Realm, Feixian Sect was the leading righteous sect in the world, its strength firmly surpassing Taichu Sect.

But after Henry Grant’s meteoric rise, the world began to regard Taichu Sect as number one. That’s the power of a Dao Realm expert—single-handedly elevating the status of their sect.

Now, though they claim to be here to watch Taichu Sect’s grand competition, it’s likely they have ulterior motives.

Thinking of this, Henry Grant felt that the throne he was sitting on was less a seat of power and more a live volcano.

Within Taichu Sect, there are suspected traitors; outside, there are powerful enemies like the demon race, the Hu tribe, the barbarian tribe, and so on. Even within the righteous path of the Great Xia Empire, there are sects eager to take their place, not to mention the demonic sects that rival the righteous ones, such as the Seven Demonic Sects.

None of them are easy to deal with!

As the Supreme Leader, he truly walks on thin ice, having to be cautious with every step.

At this time, the sect’s grand competition had already been underway for several days. The matches for outer sect disciples, inner sect disciples, and elite disciples were over; only the core disciples’ competition remained.

The core disciples’ competition isn’t held every year, because core disciples are often out traveling, and sometimes not a single one is present.

This year, only two core disciples are here!

And recently, the competition between these two core disciples has attracted much attention, because the two present today are: the Supreme Leader’s second disciple, Emma Collins,

and the Deputy Leader’s personal disciple, Emily Thompson.

Both are women, and both joined the sect’s two supreme figures one after the other.

To many with a keen eye, their match represents a contest between the leader’s faction and the deputy leader’s faction.

“The Sect Master is here!”

Among the disciples seated at the venue, someone shouted.

Sure enough, everyone looked up, and saw that on the throne above the clouds in the sky, someone had indeed taken a seat.

Instantly, the venue erupted in excitement.

“So all those rumors outside were nonsense. How could the Sect Master, such a figure, possibly be dead!”

“That’s right! What ‘Seven-Day Death Pill’? It’s already been seven days, and the Sect Master is perfectly fine!”

“A Dao Realm figure is not someone who would fall so easily!”

In the arena, the disciples of Taichu Sect began to talk excitedly.

There had been too many rumors about their Sect Master’s death lately. Even if they tried to ignore them, it was hard not to be affected. The so-called ‘Seven-Day Death Pill’ sounded so convincing that they almost believed it.