Everyone in the Sect Is a Genius Except Me and My Master

[System + Comedy + No Harem + Daily Life + Transmigration + Sect + Taking Disciples] This is a dazzling, colorful world. The Western Regions. It is a land of Buddha. Who says Buddhists cannot kill? The Buddhist faith has its Guardian Wisdom Kings, and when a King flies into a rage, a million corpses may fall. The Great Liang of the Central Plains. There is the time-honored Daoist tradition of the Three Pure Ones, whose three sect leaders look down upon the Central Plains. There is the Master, who appeared out of nowhere and founded Confucianism, forging an iron will and an unyielding spirit for humankind. The mountains of the north. There, great demons roam across a vast expanse stretching a million li, their strongholds impregnable. There, descendants of ancient demon gods command millions of demons and build a paradise for their kind. The southern frontier. The Great Rift Valley is a forbidden land for all living things, yet a unique people make their home there. The protagonist transmigrates from Blue Star and looks at his impoverished sect, sinking into deep thought.