I Couldn't Even Refine Qi, Yet I Became the Sect's Founding Ancestor

Li Daiqiu had spent eight years as a menial servant when he suddenly became the ancestor of the Shangdao Sect. He had no choice but to use his experience as a servant to teach the Sect Master and elders.

Peak Master Wu: Ancestor, how do I refine pills for the Great Vehicle Realm?

Peak Master Guan: Ancestor, my beloved disciple hit a snag in her cultivation. How should she practice this lightning technique?

Disciple: We're being bullied! Senior Brother, the sect's chief disciple, has been beaten, our resources have been stolen, and the elders are about to be beaten to death!

Sect Master: Today, our sect is doomed. It turns out the Ancestor isn't actually a Saint. There's no turning things around now.

But then, on this very day!

At Heavenly Secret Peak, a single sword unleashed countless bolts of lightning. Li Daiqiu swept across the heavens with the might of a Great Emperor, and the entire sect ascended.

Li Daiqiu: "With the three-foot sword in my hand, I shall carve out ten thousand generations of prosperity for the Shangdao Sect."

Shaking Thunder Bell: Kid, you ought to fly even higher.