Do All My Disciples Hold a Grudge Against Me?

Xuan Wandao transmigrated to another world and became the head of a sect.

Genuine talent, a good sense of humor, kindness, leading by example, and keeping his word: that was how he described himself.

He believed that although his disciples had different abilities, he had cultivated every one of them into a peerless genius.

Yet after he passed away, his disciples each pursued their own agendas and split the sect apart completely. They even came to blows in the mourning hall where Xuan Wandao lay in state.

Only his youngest disciple, Yanyu Tian, stayed by his coffin for three years. Then, one day, Xuan Wandao climbed right out of it, scaring Yanyu Tian half to death. After learning all that had happened since his death, Xuan Wandao looked up to the heavens and sighed: "What a bunch of wicked disciples! Since that's how it is, I'll teach you all one more lesson."

His eldest disciple, Grandmaster Yuanqing: "I can't eat or sleep in peace until Master is dead!"

His second disciple, Lord of Terror: "The old demon came back to life? I vaguely remember that winter, and the fear I felt under the old demon's control."

His youngest disciple, Princess Chenyu: "Besides..."

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