Fantasy: I Can't Lead This Class of Disciples

Once he traveled through time, Wang Qiu became the leader of a sect in the fantasy world, but his disciples didn't let him worry too much. An unscrupulous fat Taoist priest: "There are countless gods! This poor Taoist is the greatest archaeologist. Who said I am a tomb robber?" A wilted black*: "Wow, are you willing to be my emperor's pet?" An old man who likes to talk big: "My son Wang Yu has the qualities of a great emperor." A disciple obsessed with practicing swordsmanship: "If heaven had not given birth to me, Li Jianxian, the art of swordsmanship would last forever." An extremely cautious and courageous disciple: "No, no, no, I will never take action without a hundred million points of certainty!" … Wang Qiu was speechless. None of these disciples were normal. How could he lead them? Fortunately, in the end, they were invincible. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.