The Strongest Grandmaster: Whoever Touches My Sect's Disciples, I Destroy

Su Changsheng couldn't cultivate, but after his master died, he activated the Strongest Patriarch System.

So he could lie flat, Su Changsheng decided to strengthen the sect and make it his backer.

“Grand Ancestor, the Blood Fiend Sect has seized our shops outside the sect!”

“What? Send down my decree: the Blood Fiend Sect has no reason to exist anymore.”

“Grand Ancestor, something terrible has happened! Our disciples have been cornered by the Great Qian imperial clan.”

“Hmph. They have some nerve.”

Su Changsheng tore through the void and reached in to pluck them out.

Years later, Su Changsheng was lying flat. When he was busy, he visited friends and enjoyed drinks with courtesans; when he was free, he listened to music at the pleasure quarters.

Just mentioning the name of one of his sect's disciples was enough to strike fear into people's hearts.

You really couldn't afford to provoke this Grand Ancestor.

His sect had far too many Great Emperors and Saints. No one could afford to mess with them.