Ye Qing transmigrated into this world and spent ten years as a good-for-nothing.
His spiritual roots were impure, his aptitude among the worst, and he had been stuck at the third level of Qi Refining for ten years. Everyone in the sect saw him as an invisible nobody who did nothing but eat and wait to die. He didn't care. Every day, he'd lie beneath a tree, bask in the sun, listen to the wind, and chat aimlessly with the tree that nobody knew could talk.
Then one day, the Blood Shadow Sect stormed the mountain gate. The sect leader died in battle, the elders fell, and corpses littered the grounds. A demonic cultivator broke Ye Qing's legs and pinned him against the tree's roots, as his blood seeped into the soil. The tree, silent for a thousand years, stirred. It used a millennium of accumulated power to protect Ye Qing's heart meridians, and its ten thousand years of insight carried him through his final moments. And in the depths of despair, Ye Qing awakened the Myriad Realms Disciple-Accepting System.
His first disciple was the dying tree itself.
By taking the tree as his disciple, he gained its thousand years of Dao insights, and his cultivation broke through to Foundation Establishment. Ye Qing rose from the pool of blood, crushed the demonic cultivator's throat, then vanished into the mountains with the only seven survivors.
From then on, the myriad realms gained a man who took nothing but “good-for-nothings” as disciples.
A youth born with a swordsman's heart but scorned by everyone? He took him.
A commander of slave soldiers, dying on the battlefield between gods and demons? He took him.
A fallen princess whose spiritual roots had been ripped out? He took her.
A nine-tailed cat demon cast out by her own people? He took her.
Each disciple met him at their most desperate moment. And he always arrived in the grandest of settings, in the most spectacular fashion: accepting disciples, face-slapping his foes, and making a dazzling show of his power before everyone.
He wasn't softhearted or prone to dragging things out. He acted decisively and killed without hesitation. He stood by those who treated him well, no matter how unreasonable it seemed. Anyone who laid a hand on his disciples would have their entire clan wiped out, leaving not even a chicken or dog alive.
