I Asked You to Test Your Disciples, Not Purge Your Own Sect!

My name is Lin Fan. I transmigrated into the world of the Spirit Sword Sect, where I serve as the acting elder of Nameless Peak. Nobody likes me because Nameless Peak is poor, very poor. I also know full well how dangerous the cultivation world is, so all I want is to keep my head down. I think things through before acting and never make a move lightly.

The System I awakened is called the Three Thousand Instance System. As long as I clear the instances it prepares, I can earn generous rewards.

Just as I got stuck in the instance called "Ten Thousand Miles of Walking Corpses," I received a secret order from the sect, instructing me to test the new disciples it had just recruited. I hadn't wanted to go... But then the System told me that cultivators other than the Host could enter the instance too, while the rewards would still all belong to me. That changed my mind!

Charge... All of you, charge like your lives depend on it! If you can't even clear one instance, what makes you think you're worthy of cultivating immortality? From then on, the cultivation world was changed...

All three thousand new recruits of the Spirit Sword Sect were wiped out. Not a single one survived. The acting elder of Nameless Peak came down from the mountain to take on disciples, and only accepted demonic fiends.

Whenever those disciples caused trouble and wanted their master to come down the mountain, Lin Fan would simply smile.

My dear disciples, your master isn't coming down. Tell them to come here instead.

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