Raising an Empress, but All My Disciples Are Such a Handful

My name is Yun Xiao. I transmigrated, and I have a sign-in System.

In my previous life, I was a seasoned novel fan. I read plenty of stories about people transmigrating into fantasy worlds, awakening sign-in Systems, quietly building their strength, keeping a low profile, and refusing to emerge until they were invincible, all while insisting that their fate was theirs to control, not Heaven's.

With countless masterpieces to draw inspiration from, I had no intention of doing anything original. I would just imitate them.

Who could have guessed that after twenty years of signing in, my System would upgrade from a sign-in System to an Apprentice-Recruiting System? I had no choice but to start taking on disciples.

First disciple: Ye Wushuang, the Sword Emperor. One smile brings spring to the ages; one tear brings sorrow to the ages. His talent has dazzled the ages, and his looks and bearing are peerless.

Second disciple: Mo Wudao, leader of the Profound Heaven Sect and the world's greatest demon, with countless followers at his command.

Third disciple: Qin Zhongge, the Love Demon. A gentleman as lovely as jade, peerless in the world, handsome, dashing, and powerful. No woman can resist his charm.

I'm so troubled and frustrated. I follow the principle of keeping my head down, but every one of my disciples is a handful. I have no choice but to teach them a thing or two.

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