Xuanhuan: I Can't Handle This Batch of Disciples

With one trip across worlds, Wang Qiu became the head of a sect in a fantasy world, but his disciples were far too much trouble.

A shameless, chubby Daoist: "Boundless Heavenly Venerable! I am the greatest archaeologist alive. Who says I'm a tomb robber?"

A sly black dog: "Woof! Would you like to be this emperor's pet human?"

An old man who loves to brag: "My son Wang Yu has the makings of a Great Emperor."

A disciple obsessed with sword practice: "Had I, Li Jianxian, not been born, the sword path would have languished in darkness for all eternity."

An extremely cautious disciple: "No, no! Without at least a billion percent certainty, I will never make a move!"

Wang Qiu was speechless. Not one of these disciples was normal. How was he supposed to lead them?

Fortunately, in the end, every one of them became invincible.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.