My Talent Is Overflowing, So I’m Renting It Out to My Fellow Disciples

A group of emaciated young people were lined up to hand over their cultivation. One of them produced a mass of pure cultivation energy and said, "Senior Brother, this is really all I have. Could you give me a little more time?" "What? If everyone were like you, where would my cultivation come from?" Mu Qin sneered, grabbed the man, and refined him in an instant. The others scattered in terror, shouting as they ran, "Senior Brother, we can't handle your talent! We don't dare use it anymore!" Mu Qin flew into a rage. "It's easy to invite a god, but hard to send one away! You think you can take advantage of me that easily?" Cursing as he went, he caught up with every last one of them and refined them one by one. "All the accusations above are pure slander against me. I can assure you that I cultivated every bit of my strength through my own hard work." Mu Qin said this as he stood trial before the Council of Elders.