Wicked Disciple

One day, his younger sister laughed and told XX her theory about transmigrating into a book:

There are two especially dangerous jobs to transmigrate into. One is the senior disciple. In QD novels, he's a tool for giving the protagonist experience, money, and fame. In JJ novels, he's an uke, uke, uke, uke, uke...

As for the other job, XX never got to hear it. He transmigrated before she could tell him...

Here, he came from a prestigious family and had extraordinary talent. Even if he didn't cultivate, his power rose by leaps and bounds every day, making everyone envious.

But XX couldn't smile, because beneath him were one, two, three, four... ten junior disciples...

Even worse, he had no idea whether the book he'd transmigrated into was published on QD or JJ...

XX wiped his face. "...It's fine. At least my own disciple is dependable."

"Disciple, why don't we switch roles? You be the master and I'll be the disciple. You can have all those junior disciples. Please, I'm begging you."

"Disciple, your Second Martial Uncle is here again. Let me hide. Please, I'm begging you."

"Disciple, your Third Martial Uncle wants to stay up all night talking with me. Keep me here tonight, please, I'm begging you."

"Disciple, your Junior Martial Uncle wants to find me a cultivation partner. Please... Wait! Disciple, hold back! You're going to beat your Junior Martial Uncle to death!"

Younger seme.

An unreliable, cowardly master uke with ridiculously high combat strength x a taciturn disciple who is the most beautiful person under heaven, seme.

XX is the master, but I haven't thought of a name for him yet.

Theme: Good deeds are rewarded