You Asked Me to Revive the Sect, But I Became a Cultivation Capitalist

After transmigrating to a cultivation world, he has been an apprentice for only three days when his old master kicks the bucket, passing the position on to him before dying in meditation.

With his eldest and third senior brothers fighting over power, his second senior brother wanting to split up the sect, the Taoist temple crumbling, and not a single grain of rice in the kitchen, he decides to lead the sect to greatness and restore its former glory.

“Fourth Senior Sister, the Qingyang Art can turn gold into iron. Why not use this wondrous technique to cool down the tavern?”

“Second Senior Brother, the Qingfeng Mantra can sweep away anything in its path. Why not take people on a bamboo raft and ride the wind into the sky?”

“Eldest Senior Brother, the Feiting Steps can chase clouds and race the sun. You... you can just forget it.”

There are only three things you need to revitalize a sect: first, money; second, money; and third, damn well more money.

Of the four essentials of cultivation, wealth comes first.

But in this flourishing age of cultivation, the world is saturated. Forget rogue cultivators, even sects can barely get a meal.

So, for the sake of the sect, I can only make things hard for my senior brothers and shoulder the blame myself. I, Yun Huateng, will bear the infamy.

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