Keep A Low Profile Sect Leader Novels & Stories

His tone was much more relaxed than Denny's had been. "Oh? What rules?" Sebastian asked. Since Herbert was being genial, he decided to also be polite. "No matter their skill levels, these people are still sect leaders. Making them bow to a junior is detrimental to the reputation of the Holy Grandia," Herbert replied calmly. Nothing of the sort had ever happened for the past few centuries. No one would have been bold enough to make sect leaders kneel to someone from the secular world, let alone a young man in his 20s.

He was the leader of the Lotus Sect, so he could not handle being insulted this way. However, he did not dare show his temper when Joseph was right there. “Get lost! Get someone else to serve us,” Joseph said with a displeased look. “Yes, sir.” The leader of the Lotus Sect took a deep breath and suppressed his rage. He took the tea tray and left. The next person who went over was another one of the three most important people in the Lotus Sect. This man looked scholarly and wore spectacles. His appearance was much more pleasant than that of the leader of the Lotus Sect.

Another pack leader followed. “And Riverhold concurs.” A third voice joined. “The Eastwind Territory recognizes convergence as stabilizing.” The momentum shifted palpably. The High Arbiter did not look pleased—but neither did he interrupt. The Earthbound Sect leader laughed again softly. “You will regret this leniency.” Kaelor’s flames flickered. “No,” he said quietly. “You will.” The Sect leader’s molten eyes narrowed. “You think this was our only faction?” A chill moved through the courtyard.

A huge, muscled, middle-aged man was in the lead. "Huh?" Chase frowned. He looked at the group of men and said nothing. The man who seemed to be the leader of the group suddenly knelt. "I'm the captain of the guards from the Secret Sect's headquarters. I was sent here to meet you." "Oh?" Chase was surprised. The attitude of the Secret Sect's headquarters had changed. They were adamant about killing him just yesterday. "Hmph! A mere captain of the guards trying to trick me into leaving?"

In spite of that, he endured and answered, "The cultivation method is just some low-rank cultivation method, nothing worth mentioning. I have no idea where the people of the Mouse Sect went." He looked at Circe. "After this lady passed out, I, too, lost consciousness because of the psychotic break. I have no idea what happened afterward." He was very serious when he answered, but his eyes looked complex. It was important to keep his identity as the supreme leader of the fiend race a secret. Staying low was the best choice in this situation. At that moment, Tuji stopped asking. He frowned and started to think. This man did not look like he was lying. Nonetheless, he did not understand how the

These days, the prodigies of the sects were naturally not convinced when they saw Sebastian's extremely low cultivation. As excellent as they were, not a single one of them could become the disciple of the sect leader. Yet, an unkempt young man from who-knows-where had managed to catch the sect leader's attention. Discussions and murmurs filled the air and grew increasingly intense. The Elder Heavenblade, furrowed his brows and barked, "Silence!" The scene finally calmed down, though they dared not speak openly, their gazes remained provocatively fixed on Sebastian.

"Let's see if your sect can handle what's coming! I've never asked those I've healed in my life for help, but today I'm curious to see what happens!" Seeing them actually starting to make calls, the sect's leadership paled. The sect leader even whispered urgently to Cecil, "Mr. Black, perhaps we should release Felix and reconsider our approach! Even if we could minimize our losses in a conflict, we'll become a laughingstock!" Cecil dismissed this concern. "Nonsense! You shortsighted fool! With Jaden's exceptional talent, he's our sect's hope for reaching the next level. If this succeeds, all other sects might bow to us in the future.

At this moment, a faint, cold smile played at his lips as his gaze swept the surroundings, as if confirming their safety. The last was dressed in a white Scholar robe, with a refined yet sickly pale face. He was Rogelio Maddox, sect leader of Mistpeak Sect. Although Mistpeak Sect excelled in lightness skills, Rogelio's scheming was as deep as the sea. His hands were clasped behind his back, appearing calm, but the flicker in his eyes betrayed his calculations. These three were the sect leaders hidden in the forest, and long ago, they had secretly colluded with Mystic Vale to destroy Amelia's sect.

He shook his head and gazed at the smaller boy of the two. “Please forgive the insolence of these children, Supreme Elder. I am Gregory, in charge of the outer disciples of the sect. I will see to it that they will be properly disciplined for their actions today.” Master Gregory softly spoke. He did not show disdain nor any disrespect in his voice or manner. The sect has stood up for countless years and they were many things but never blind. The designation of a Supreme Elder was never given to weaklings.

"L-Lord Weston!" Lord? When realization hit me, my jaw dropped too. I glanced at the pin on the man's suit. It has two small letters ... VR. If he has that ensign, then he must be one of the young masters of Ástron! A sect is a group adhering to a distinctive doctrine or to a leader. There are different sects around the world. And one of the leading and most elite sect is theirs, Ástron. This whole province was covered by them. And its not only that. They also have lands and people in other countries. They have their own people, law, council, and no one can touch it, even the country leaders.