System: All My Disciples Are Pay-to-Win Players

After transmigrating, Lin Yu fought his way through countless trials and finally became the sect master. But as he looked at the clothes on his body, patched up in a dozen places, he fell into deep thought.

Then he discovered

that there was something a little off about each of his disciples.

Lin Yu: Is something wrong with you, or with me?

Disciple: Of course it's you, Master.

Lin Yu silently looked at the shark fin in his disciples' bowls and fell into deep thought once again.

He had transmigrated, yet somehow ended up as a poor master who had been broke for years, while every one of his disciples was a big spender.

"What the hell! What did you say? His disciple uses spirit jade as a chamber pot?"

"What the hell! What did you say? His disciple spent a hundred thousand gold coins on a flower?"

"What the hell! What did you say? His disciple has enough money to buy an entire Soulstone Hall?"

"What the hell! I'm ascending to heaven in a spiral right here and now!"

Lin Yu: Heh... It's nothing. I just feel like my hair's falling out all of a sudden...

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