After Five Hundred Years in Seclusion, the Whole World Begs Me to Take Them as Disciples

I, Lu Yuanqiao, spent five hundred years in seclusion. The moment I stepped out of my cave, I thought I could sweep across the eight directions.

Instead, spiritual qi had run dry, the Age of Declining Dharma had arrived, my sect was gone, and the small town below the mountain had become a glowing forest of steel.

Even more absurdly, the whole world was begging me to take disciples. Even the 749 Bureau sent people to sound me out, all because I bear the mark of the Dao lineage and am the last spark of this age. With the Dao lineage severed and the foundations of cultivation collapsing, spiritual qi will vanish forever in three years.

But I am the seventh-generation orthodox heir of the Hunyuan Sect, a Golden Core cultivator. Do you think I would take just anyone?