I Just Pretended to Be a Disciple, How Could I Become an Immortal Emperor?

Due to the death of his master many years ago, Chen Yang unexpectedly became one of the seven peak masters of the Tianyuan Sect. He wanted to carry forward the seven peaks, but his talent was mediocre. Not only was he betrayed by his disciples, he was also ridiculed by his fellow disciples... "Is this life doomed to mediocrity?" [Ding! The system of destroying the Heavenly Master has been activated. As long as you are a non-involved master, you can get thousands of benefits for your disciples! [The abandoned disciple practiced for half a day and was rewarded with a ninth-grade marrow cleansing pill! [Three days of fishing in the mountains, you will be rewarded with a fairy-level skill! "Eat! My dear disciple, this is the elixir that Master risked his life to get!" "Take it! This is the fairy-level magic weapon that I have trained for my new teacher." All the disciples kept kowtowing! "Master! Stop fishing, the dragons and carp at the foot of the mountain are tired of eating!" "Master! If you keep messing with your disciples, they will become immortals!"