I, the Bastard of the Wishing Pool, Will Take the Entire Sect Flying

Lu Ren died suddenly after staying up late, and when he opened his eyes again, he became a... Bastard in the Qingyun Sect's wishing pool. The sect was extremely poor, and the creditors blocked the door and wanted to demolish the house. There was only one old Taoist, two apprentices, and him at the bottom of the pool. Until you awaken the incense system and become a god, the incense can realize your wishes. And the more wishes come true, the stronger he seems...? So, the style of painting changed. Villagers at the foot of the mountain: "Please help me find the cow!" The loser of the sect: "Please give me some advice, senior!" The rival sect came to the door. Lu Ren slowly came up from the bottom of the pool and yawned: "Oh, do you make a wish? 10% Off." Later, the Qingyun Sect's preaching halls opened all over Dongzhou, the alchemy and weapon refining workshops were filled with gold every day, and the mountain-protecting spiritual beasts were overwhelming. The leader of the righteous path brought gifts and asked to see him, while the giant of the demonic path walked around far away. Everyone thought that there must be an unfathomable ancient power behind the Qingyun Sect. Only his disciples know that the old turtle who is always basking in the sun in the wishing pool in the back mountain is the true heritage of the sect. "So..." Lu Ren was lying on the edge of the pool, counting the newly collected wishing copper coins today, and lazily said to the system, "When are we going to bring this wishing pool business to the fairy world?"