The Venerable Master in My Palm

Wu Yu had a mishap while cultivating. One wrong move, and he shrank.

His mind reverted overnight to that of a three-and-a-half-year-old, and he became a little demon child, turning the entire sect upside down.

When Wu Yu learned that he'd taken three disciples, his eyes lit up and he waved them all over.

The three disciples knelt before their palm-sized, tiny master and reported on sect affairs to him as he solemnly played house, trying not to laugh.

Then they accidentally let their boasting get out of hand.

Looking at Wu Yu, who believed every word, the three disciples felt both fond and worried.

What were they supposed to do? Their sect was so poor it was practically penniless!

And their strength didn't even rank in the cultivation world!

With no other choice, they were forced to step up to make their lies come true:

Disciple Number One took over as sect leader, making the sect prosper and rise above the rest, all to fulfill his master's wish to become the world's greatest sect's grand elder.

Disciple Number Two went around robbing people and hunting for treasures, filling the sect's private vault so his master could enjoy a different heavenly treasure every day while cultivating.

Disciple Number Three stayed home, devoted himself to cultivation, handled logistics for his senior brothers and sisters, and took care of his master's every need. Calm and unambitious, he never fought for anything.

The two senior disciples were very pleased with how sensible their little junior brother was.

But they couldn't help feeling guilty:

They had let him down too much.

Who could have guessed that the little junior brother who seemed the least trouble would be a ruthless man who got things done without a fuss?

While raising his master, he also dealt with a few foolish enemies who came looking for trouble. Before he knew it, he'd become the world's greatest sword cultivator.

And because he spirited his master away home, he even leapfrogged his senior disciples in the sect's hierarchy.

Though his senior brother and sister gave him a thorough beating after discovering he'd secretly taken their master...

Wei Xiao still said:

Having my master in the palm of my hand is the best.

A mini master, a mischievous demon child, and the shou x a calm, unassuming, scheming sword cultivator gong

A cheerful, silly, sweet story. Ascension comes from making big promises, and winning by doing nothing comes from taking in disciples.

A younger gong, beloved by the whole sect. Everyone in the sect plays along together, and before they know it, the act becomes real :D

Theme: Dare to dream and take action.