Sorry, but a Powerful Sect Master Can Do Whatever He Wants

"The world is so big. How did I die young? Wait, this must be a dying hallucination after I ate Pinhao Fan and couldn't find a date on a local dating app."

Looking at this unfamiliar world, a continent filled with people who cultivated, Zhao Ye asked himself that very question. But now that he was here, there was no way he was leaving.

Since this was a power-fantasy from the start, shouldn't he offend everyone here first? If that didn't work, he could raise a younger sister, or, when in doubt, grab a bite to eat.

Looking at the three disciples he'd bought and the mountain beside him, Zhao Ye wondered... should he visit the [Talent Market] again and buy a few more suitable disciples?

The System never said where he had to recruit disciples, so why wouldn't bought ones count?