After everyone left.
Sun Zimei and the others were still in a daze.
“What on earth is going on?”
Sun Zimei looked at the storage ring in his hand, his face was not happy at all, only filled with doubts.
After all.
There must be a reason for these people to bring gifts.
It couldn’t be that they were simply trying to curry favor with them for no reason.
But no matter how hard they tried to figure it out, they couldn’t understand what was happening.
Just then.
A servant rushed in anxiously.
“What’s wrong now?”
Sun Zimei couldn’t help but ask.
“Reporting to the Elder, Elders and representatives from the Lake Waves Sect, Thousand Gates Sect, Lingbei Sect, Quyi Sect, Zhanzi Sect, Feiling Sect, and over fifty other sects have arrived at the mountain gate!”
The subordinate said tremblingly.
He had been guarding the gate for so many years and had never seen so many sects gathered together.
“What?”
“Another fifty sects?”
This shocked Sun Zimei and the others quite a bit.
But it also made them even more uneasy.
Just after thirty sects had left, now another fifty had arrived, yet they still had no idea what was happening.
But they couldn’t afford to think too much, as there were still fifty elders waiting outside.
One or two they might be able to offend.
But fifty of them? They dared not to be negligent.
Everyone quickly hurried outside to greet them.
As soon as they reached the mountain gate, Sun Zimei, accompanied by the other elders, was about to greet them.
But before they could open their mouths.
One of the elders spoke first, “Elder Sun, you’re too kind, there’s no need to come out and greet us personally, we could have just come in ourselves.”
“How could that be?”
“You came a long way, how could we be so negligent towards you,” Sun Zimei quickly responded.
“Why not?” The elder quickly retorted, “We’re here to pay our respects to our older brother, where’s the logic in the older brother coming out to greet us?”
“Exactly, exactly, we’re here to pay our respects, Elder Sun is being too polite.”
The others chimed in as well.
The repeated calls of "Little Brother" stunned Sun Zimei and the others, sending shivers down their spines.
Their heads were filled with question marks.
This…
Little brothers?
Were these still the same elders who used to look down on them with their noses up in the air?
“Esteemed Elders, you are really too kind to the Hundred Refinements Sect, we don’t deserve such honor!” Sun Zimei furrowed his brow, speaking with a mixture of surprise and humility.
“Elder Sun, saying that is just not right!”
Hearing Sun Zimei’s words, the fifty elders looked at him with reproachful gazes.
“Exactly, exactly, being humble is understandable, but you’re taking it a bit too far!”
“And to say we don’t deserve it, that only makes us feel ashamed…”
“Yes, yes, stop pretending, we all know…”
“…”
The words of the elders left Sun Zimei and the others completely bewildered.
They all know?
Know what?
And what was he pretending about?
Stunned.
The fifty-plus elders then performed a familiar routine.
They handed over fifty storage rings directly.
Sun Zimei and the other elders of the Hundred Refinements Sect were even more dumbfounded, staring at each other, asking silently what on earth was going on.
Sun Zimei couldn’t hold back any longer.
He was determined to find out no matter what.
“Esteemed Elders, could you please tell me what exactly is happening?”
“Why have you all suddenly…”
But before he could finish.
Another group arrived.
A huge airship approached, flying through the sky.
Seeing this airship, Sun Zimei and the others widened their eyes, even neglecting the fifty elders, and hurried to greet them.

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”