[Ding! Detected target Wang Xiaohu, initial loyalty 47%, can be accepted as an outer disciple!]
[Ding! Detected target Li Erya, initial loyalty 36%, can be accepted as an in-name disciple!]
[Ding! Detected target Zhang Tiezhu, initial loyalty 52%, can be accepted as an outer disciple!]
...
Eighty prompt notifications echoed like rapid-fire cannon shots. Lin Yan confirmed and recorded them one by one in his mind.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully accepting an outer disciple, Sect Points +100!]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully accepting an in-name disciple, Sect Points +100!]
...
Another eighty prompts exploded densely. Thirty outer disciples and fifty in-name disciples were accepted in the blink of an eye.
The sect points skyrocketed, soaring by 8000 points in one breath.
Unfortunately, there were only points, no traits.
After the system upgrade, outer and in-name disciples no longer provided trait extraction opportunities.
Lin Yan's expression remained unchanged. He waited for the flurry of notification sounds in his mind to completely subside before slowly speaking, "Rise."
The eighty people stood up once again.
Only this time, their backs were a bit straighter than before.
From this moment on, they were no longer drifting, rootless rogue cultivators, but official disciples of the Tianyan Sect.
Lin Yan's gaze swept across the crowd, his tone calm but carrying an unquestionable weight. "Having entered my Tianyan Sect, you must abide by the rules of this sect. Do not bully your fellow disciples, do not oppress the weak, and do not betray the sect."
"If anyone violates this, heavenly lightning shall strike them down."
With every word he spoke, the clouds above his head surged for a moment. Lightning faintly flickered and roamed silently within them, as if stamping a seal of approval on his words.
All the disciples shuddered in awe and bowed again. "Disciples shall strictly remember the Sect Master's teachings!"
"Alright," Lin Yan waved his hand, his tone softening a bit.
"Zhao Feng, take them down the mountain. The outer disciples will be recorded to learn the Tianyan Primordial Chaos Art, and the in-name disciples will first enter the basic Qi Condensation chapter. Cultivate well."
"The latest sect contribution system will be promulgated in a few days. At that time, you can exchange contributions for cultivation methods and pills."
"This old servant accepts the order!"
Zhao Feng complied and led the crowd to orderly retreat down the mountain peak.
Even when the team of eighty people had walked quite a distance away, one could still hear suppressed, excited whispers.
"The Sect Master looked at me!"
"When the Sect Master spoke, the lightning in the sky was echoing him!"
"My life is completely worth it..."
...
Lin Yan stood with his hands behind his back on the cloud terrace, watching those jubilant backs gradually fade away, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.
Starting today, he would get 95 years of cultivation power every single day.
He didn't have to do anything at all; he could rapidly become stronger just by lying down.
Others might not reach the Golden Core realm even if they cultivated for a lifetime, but he just needed to take a nap, and his cultivation would increase by nearly a century.
Being this Sect Master was simply too comfortable.
Lin Yan stretched lazily and turned to walk towards the back garden.
Returning to the small courtyard, Lin Yan once again looked at the system panel.
[Strongest Sect System 3.0]
[Host: Lin Yan]
... (Omitted)
[Personal Disciples: 4]
[Inner Disciples: 10/20]
[Outer Disciples: 30/30]
[In-name Disciples: 50/50] (Click to view disciple information)
... (Omitted)
[Sect Master Trait Extraction Opportunities: 3]
[Personal Disciple Trait Extraction Opportunities: 2]
[Inner Disciple Trait Extraction Opportunities: 5]
...
"That's quite a lot of traits!"
There were three Sect Master traits alone; Chen Beiwang had contributed two, and the system upgrade had rewarded one.
"Should I draw a blind box to see?" Lin Yan muttered.
After the system upgrade, a new blind box function was added, allowing traits to be exchanged for blind box draws.
Lin Yan wanted to give it a try.
"Draw! Sys, exchange one Sect Master trait for a blind box and draw it for me!"
[Ding! The host consumes one Sect Master trait extraction opportunity, drawing blind box...]
A pale blue light screen that only Lin Yan could see unfolded before his eyes. Streaming lights spun rapidly, and various blurry phantom images of prizes flashed by.
A few breaths later, the light screen suddenly exploded into a dazzling cluster of silver-white light—
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Dharma robe: Supreme Limitless Robe!]
[Supreme Limitless Robe: Greatly increases charm; can conceal one's own aura and cultivation base; grants immunity to all damage from sources not higher than the host by two major realms.]
"Holy crap!"
Lin Yan sat straight up from his recliner.
Immunity to damage from two major realms?
He was currently equivalent to the Peak Foundation Establishment realm. That meant, wearing this Dharma robe, he could be immune to all attacks below the Soul Formation realm?
This was a treasure!
Lin Yan hastily took the item out of the system inventory.
The first feeling upon holding it was lightness, as light as holding a wisp of cloud.
The robe was folded neatly in his palm, slightly cool to the touch, like silk soaked in a mountain spring, yet countless layers thinner than silk.
Then, he shook it open to take a look.
Pure white!
There were no patterns on the robe, no embroidery, not even hemming on the collar and cuffs.
It looked utterly plain, like the most ordinary Daoist robe.
But looking closely, faint golden dark patterns flowed deep within the fabric. Those were the traces woven from countless Great Dao runes. When the sunlight hit them, they would reflect a seven-colored flowing light, but it was fleeting, making one think it was just an illusion.
Looking a few more times, that flowing light seemed to sink deeper into the robe, sinking into another invisible space.
"It really is handsome!" Lin Yan couldn't help but praise.
He stood up and draped the Supreme Limitless Robe over his body.
The moment the robe landed on him, it automatically adjusted its size. The shoulder width and sleeve length fit flawlessly, as if it had been tailor-made a thousand times.
The hem hung three inches above his ankles, neither too long nor too short, revealing just a section of his boot when walking.
The pure white Daoist robe complemented Lin Yan's already clear and handsome face, unexpectedly adding an indescribable, unearthly aura.
Even though his facial features were the same and his figure was the same, his entire aura had completely changed.
Amidst his original lazy casualness, there was now an indescribable majesty and profoundness.
Just at this moment, Zhao Xiangru walked out of the porter's lodge carrying a tea tray.
She had barely taken a step when her whole body froze in place.
The Master was still the same Master.
But that white outfit... Zhao Xiangru couldn't find the words to describe it for a moment.
She had seen the best fabrics in the most expensive silk shops in Azure Cloud City, and she had seen the radiant spiritual gauze skirts worn by the female cultivators of Sunset Valley. But compared to the robe before her, all those things became nothing more than coarse cloth and hemp.
It was clearly plain to the extreme, yet it looked better than any splendid, embroidered clothes.
Zhao Xiangru lowered her head and walked over quickly, gently placing the teacup on the stone table, a blush quietly creeping up the tips of her ears.
She quickly lowered her head, not daring to look again, but her heart was pounding wildly.
[Ding! Detected a massive increase in disciple Zhao Xiangru's affection, loyalty +10%]
[Ding! Detected disciple Zhao Xiangru's loyalty has broken through 80%, Sect Master trait +1]
Lin Yan was completely dumbfounded.
Damn, is the effect of this clothing this terrifying?
Miss Xiangru, I didn't expect that someone as proper-looking as you would actually be such a sucker for good looks!
"Xiangru..."
"Ma... Master, this ser... servant is here..."
"You..."
Seeing Zhao Xiangru looking like she wanted to bury her head in the ground, Lin Yan couldn't help but want to tease her a bit.
But before the words could leave his mouth, they were interrupted by a delicate shout.
"Master!"
"Master, today you... today..."
Liu Ruyan skipped happily out of the eastern wing room, but the moment she reached the back garden, her footsteps came to a sudden halt. She stood rooted to the spot, as if struck by an immobilization spell.
Her small mouth fell open, and her eyes widened into perfect circles.
In the past, when she lived in the imperial palace, she had seen her imperial father wearing his dragon robe.
That brilliant yellow robe, embroidered with five-clawed golden dragons, radiated an incomparable majesty that forced all who beheld it to their knees.
But right now, she felt that the plain white robe draped over her Master was ten thousand times more beautiful and awe-inspiring than her father's dragon robe!
[Ding! Detected a massive increase in disciple Liu Ruyan's favorable impression. Loyalty +3%]
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
