Help! Every One of My Empress Disciples Wants to Kill Her Master

I raised them one by one into capable women, all so I could use their strength to return to my peak.

But a thousand years later, when they ruled the world and returned home in triumph... every one of them drew her sword.

“Lin Yuan! You devil who toyed with our hearts! Prepare to die!”

Lin Yuan sits on the dean's throne, takes a sip of tea, and smiles faintly.

“My dear disciples, at last... you're qualified to face your master.”

“Now, let's begin the second lesson: what despair really means.”