After three thousand years of arduous cultivation, Xie Ran became the most powerful person in a fantasy world, only to unexpectedly get bound to a ridiculously troublesome disciple-recruiting System.
System requirements: He must disguise himself as a low-ranking cultivator, take on a group of good-for-nothing disciples, and successfully convince them that he is a peerless expert.
Looking for some amusement out of sheer boredom, Xie Ran pointed at a little beggar by the roadside. “Young man, I see that you were born with a sword bone. Would you like to follow me and cultivate?”
Then one day, powerful enemies came calling. With the sect on the verge of ruin, Xie Ran was about to step in when his disciples all came forward behind him. “Master, why should you bother dealing with mere ants yourself?”
The little beggar unleashed sword energy in every direction, the junior sister from the outer sect smashed people with her pill furnace, and even the watchdog kicked the Demon Venerable flying with one swipe of its paw...
Xie Ran silently withdrew his power and fell into thought. Had he perhaps taken the deception a little too far?
