I, the Wrathful Immortal Emperor, Have Nothing but Useless Disciples

Chen Yu transmigrated to a fantasy world and became the master of a small sect.

Soon afterward, he obtained a Heavenly Mandate System. Whenever one of his disciples advanced in cultivation, he would receive a reward.

He thought he could rely on his disciples from then on and enjoy a carefree life, with rewards practically falling into his lap.

Instead, Chen Yu was furious to discover that all seven of his disciples had terrible spiritual roots. They couldn't even advance through an infusion of power. They were complete deadweights.

Not only did they use his name to swindle people, he also had to figure out how to help them cultivate.

Luckily, his cultivation improved whenever he flew into a rage. Otherwise, Chen Yu would have quit long ago.

"Do you know who my master is? Hand over the treasure, and be quick about it!"

"You insolent rogue! If my master shows up, you'll all be on your knees!"

"So what if I'm only at the Qi Refining stage? You dare lay a finger on me?"

Chen Yu exploded with rage. "You're useless at everything, but you're number one at making me mad! Hand over everything you've got, then get your asses back to cultivation!"

Just then, the sky suddenly began to descend...

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