Xuanhuan: My Useless Disciple Is Crying at My Tomb Again

After transmigrating to a fantasy world, he finds himself in the ancestral graveyard of a sect.

The good-for-nothing route? The genius route? The ordinary-person route?

Left with no choice, Ye Yan forges a new path: lying in a coffin as a corpse.

After activating the Daily Good Deed System and obtaining a Sword Saint Physique, he notices the little girl who comes to whisper at his grave every day and decides to take her as his disciple.

He had been eating, sleeping, and cultivating in his coffin, enjoying a carefree life, until his unscrupulous disciple started spreading rumors that the ancestral grave was incredibly effective.

From then on, whenever cultivators hit a bottleneck, they begged the Old Ancestor for guidance. When foreign enemies invaded, they begged the Old Ancestor for protection. When the myriad demons threatened to destroy the world, they begged the Old Ancestor to show his power.

At last, Ye Yan attained the Dao and emerged from his coffin, looking down on the world. His enemies, who had been preparing to exterminate the sect, trembled, while the disciples cried out, "We're saved! The Old Ancestor has really, really, really, really, really manifested!"

Ye Yan looked at the disciples first.

"You bother me every day. Each of you gets fifty hard strokes to start with. Double that for repeat offenders!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.