I Save My Sect Through Secluded Cultivation

[Reclusive Master] [Takes Down Scumbags] [Cultivation] Romance is welcome if it happens, but readers who aren't interested can skip it.

The Tianxuan Sect, once feared across the Eight Wastelands, was on the verge of destruction. The Demon Venerable Mo Weng had vowed to wipe out the Xuantian Dao tradition, leaving the sect's disciples no choice but to fight to the death.

Their last hope rested with the Grand Elder, who was in seclusion.

No one took this so-called Grand Elder seriously. Some even believed she had already passed away.

As the mountain gate was about to fall, the Tianxuan Sect's disciples cried out to their founding ancestor in despair.

"Ancestor! If you're really still alive, please save the sect!"

"As you wish!"

A phantom shadow blotted out the sky, radiating pressure that made the Eight Wastelands tremble.

High above, the towering phantom of Ancestor Yi Zhen stood supreme. The Eight Wastelands fit in her palm, and all living beings were mere ants.

Xiao Yizhen stared at the unbelievable scene in a daze, still wearing her schoolbag.

Excuse me? I went to school for a bit, so how did I become the Grand Elder in seclusion?!