I'm a Max-Level Great Emperor, So Why Is the Whole Sect Still Pretending Along with Me?

From the start, Su Han was found to have an ordinary, worthless spiritual root, and the sect's entire leadership looked down on him.

Not wanting to hold back his younger brother, who possessed the Supreme Bone, or his younger sister, the reincarnation of the Ice Emperor, he volunteered to become a lowly janitor at the sect's most dilapidated Scripture Pavilion, planning to keep his head down until the end of time.

But on his first day, the System immediately handed out his beginner's gift package: [Ding! Reward: Permanent Great Emperor cultivation experience card!]

Su Han: “The outside world is too dangerous. There must be True Immortals above Great Emperors, so I have to keep a low profile!”

So every day, he swept the Scripture Pavilion and cooked a few meals.

But the pavilion elder took one bite of his egg fried rice and had an epiphany, breaking through to Sword Emperor on the spot!

The sect master drank a mouthful of his dishwater and directly crossed three major cultivation realms!

Years later, an army from the Demonic Cult joined forces with immortals from the Upper Realm to lay siege to the sect, thinking the Qingyun Sect was an easy target.

Instead, the fat guy in the kitchen split the stars with one stroke of his blade, while the cleaning lady swept away all things with a single swipe of her broom!

The sect master roared with red eyes, “Everyone, keep your power in check! If anyone dares show their full strength and upset Junior Nephew Su Han so he stops cooking for us, I'll chop them in half myself!”

Su Han watched as the entire sect scrambled to claim the trash he'd casually tossed aside, treating it like immortal artifacts. He sighed helplessly. “I'm really just a cook. How did you all end up becoming Great Emperors?”