My Sect Is Full of Scheming Old Foxes, and You're All Hiding Your Skills

[Funny] [Master schemer] [Lighthearted] [Absurd] [The further you read, the better it gets] [The further you read, the more satisfying it gets] [This book focuses on comedy and fun, with a somewhat slow pace. If that's not for you, don't read it.] Cultivation Year 17863. The Great Emperor Changsheng attained immortality and ascended. Bigwigs from every realm came to see him off. Firecrackers rang out as everyone looked on with tear-filled eyes, murmuring to themselves.

Sect elder: “He's gone. That menace is finally leaving. At last, we can have some peace and quiet.”

Sect disciple: “Guys, who else gets it? Do you know what I've been through all these years? He even swindled the pants off me. You can't keep fleecing us like that!”

Elder of the Hehuan Sect: “The moment Changsheng learned the Purity Mantra, I knew our sect wouldn't escape either. What can we do? Our sect is weak, so we have to resort to some special methods!” Only after Changsheng ascended did he realize that these schemers had all been putting on an act!