I Reincarnated as a Useless Apprentice, and My Evil Master Can Hear My Thoughts!

Xie Rong transmigrated into the world of immortal cultivation and became the youngest and most useless disciple of Immortal Venerable Xuanyue. Everyone thought he would never break through to the Golden Core stage. Yet he felt that having another life was a gift, and every day of this life was a bonus. Xuanyue was forcibly bound by an unknown soul-contract and discovered that he could hear Xie Rong's strange thoughts. 'With talent as lousy as mine, what's the point of working hard at cultivation? I might as well enjoy myself and cherish every day. Besides, one pill my master gives me on a whim can save me more than ten years of hard cultivation. I might as well focus on pleasing him instead.' 'My master's face is so handsome. I can never get tired of looking at it. It's a shame he's so cold, or he wouldn't still be single at over six thousand years old.' Xuanyue had grown up in darkness and had never met anyone like Xie Rong. Xie Rong was like a pure white lotus growing in the mud. Xuanyue didn't want to protect this lotus. He only wanted to press it into the muck and make it as filthy as he was. Later, Xuanyue realized that he hadn't pushed Xie Rong into the mud. Instead, Xie Rong had pulled him out of it. He had also developed feelings for Xie Rong that he shouldn't have... Xuanyue was puzzled as usual. Xie Rong hadn't come to butter him up today, either. When would Xie Rong finally come and try to please him? A shameless, looks-obsessed, lazy shou VS a scheming gong who hides his true nature Also coming soon: My Disciples Can't All Be Traitors Synopsis: Shi Yanzhen was reborn in a fantasy world with an apprenticeship System, becoming an elder of the Xuantian Sect who had died while in closed-door cultivation. The System collected his disciples' admiration points. The more his disciples respected and admired him, the more extraordinary the rewards it gave him. He took on disciples like crazy to rack up rewards, only to find that each one was harder to handle than the last. His eldest disciple had a System too, one designed to screw over his master. Every day, instead of focusing on cultivation, he schemed about how to get one over on him. His sickly second disciple was bright and cheerful, but secretly thought about how to possess his body. His third disciple was a warmhearted saintly white lotus who tried to save everyone, only for those she rescued to turn out to be poisonous snakes and troublemakers. His beautiful fourth disciple was always thinking about dual cultivation with him, hoping to get something for nothing. His fifth disciple was the reincarnation of a Divine Lord, aloof and arrogant... Theme: No matter how dark the abyss, the day will come when light shines upon it.