I’m an Amateur Sect Leader, but a Professional at Squeezing My Disciples Dry

In the vast land of Shenzhou, sects abound and treasures lie everywhere. Cultivation is the way of the world.

Yan Shuai transmigrated here, but his aptitude is poor, and his foundation has been damaged. His prospects on the path of cultivation are bleak.

But that is all right. Even if he is no good at cultivation himself, he has disciples. When they cultivate, he receives corresponding rewards, letting him gain cultivation without lifting a finger.

First disciple: Master, why not take the day off at home? If you keep bringing people back, our sect will soon be full!

Second disciple: Master, go snatch some treasures! Why are you always recruiting people?

Third disciple: Master, can I go out and gain some experience? I don't want to spend every day cooped up in the sect, a mindless cultivation machine.

Youngest disciple: Master, what's my rank? 10086?

Standing among the clouds with his hands behind his back, Yan Shuai furrowed his brow. "A single person can only develop so fast. I wonder if I can grant my disciples some lower-level permissions, so they can develop step by step and earn rewards step by step..."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Do not imitate.