Master, Please Stop Taking on Disciples

Read with caution: this story only has the first arc. System notification: Hello, Smart 347. Your support has come online. Mo Yang: "Wait a second. Which is harder, founding a sect or raising disciples?" System notification: Ding-dong! You've earned the title "Born Teacher." Mo Yang: "..." Three hundred years later, sects of every kind stood across the cultivation world. Five hundred years later, someone was a little worried: It would be even better if nobody came crying and clinging to Mo Yang's legs, begging to be taken back. System notification: Hello, The Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect, the Leader of the Seven Killings Cult, The Island Master of Gulong Island, the Palace Master of the Hundred Flowers Palace, The Pavilion Master of the Xuanyin Pavilion, and the City Lord of Swordsmith City have sent you their "warm" regards. Would you like to accept? Partner: "...Don't take on so many disciples next time." Mo Yang: "?" Please note: 1. The protagonist is the bottom, with a slight harem magnet quality. 2. Cool and aloof smart bottom vs. flirtatious top. The disciples are not romantic pairings. The top and bottom aim for the stars and the sea. 3. The System is just a notification panel. The protagonist himself is the golden finger!!! 4. Daily updates... probably. Theme: