I Exploit My Sect, Yet the Disciples Are Grateful

Old Sect Master Wu Youde failed to ascend, exhausting every resource the sect had and leaving it split apart. The elders left Qingyun Sect, taking their disciples, resources, and cultivation techniques with them. All that remained were Lin Tian, whom the old sect master had personally appointed as his successor, and three unwanted odd-job disciples. In a month, the Immortal Alliance would send someone to reclaim the sect’s grounds. Their reason? A sect needed at least ten members to qualify as one, and its master had to be at least at the Golden Core stage. Standing before his master’s grave, Lin Tian paid his respects while feeling like he might as well die. He cursed the old man inwardly: Damn it, you’re dead, so why leave me with this enormous mess? I’ve only just turned eighteen, and you’re making me take over a disaster this big? This was your job, Master. With my top-grade Metal spirit root, I could have become a core disciple, or even a holy son, at any sacred land. And you still expect me to restore Qingyun Sacred Land to its former glory? Fine, fine. That old man did raise me from childhood, after all. Just as Lin Tian wore the look of a man who had given up on life, celestial music rang out in his mind. Host has been in this cultivation world for eighteen years since transmigrating. System upgrade successful. Perfectly integrated into this cultivation world. This System is called the “Exploitation Rebate System.” As long as the Host cleverly “exploits” his disciples, he will receive rewards multiplied a hundredfold. “Hahaha! I’m a sect master with a System now! I’m a transmigrator, after all. How could I not have a System to back me up?” “Restoring Qingyun Sect to glory is just around the corner. Ascension is no longer a pipe dream.”