The Great Desolate East. Heaven Mending Sect.
In a dilapidated wooden house on Violet Cloud Peak, Ye Qiu sat quietly on the bed in a daze.
"That's it, I toast—
"I think I… moved."
He opened the window beside him and looked out at the sky. It was a purple glow. People flew past occasionally on the distant horizon. Strangely, it looked like a flourishing, eternal paradise.
After half a day, Ye Qiu finally accepted the reality. He had indeed transmigrated, and he had transmigrated to the Great Desolate World.
His current identity is the head of the Seven Great Peak Masters of the Heaven Mending Sect, the eighteenth master of Violet Cloud Peak.
"My status seems quite noble, but it's a pity that he's a general without an army." Ye Qiu shook his head and muttered to himself.
His master, Perfected Xuantian, had cultivated like a madman his entire life, dedicated to pursuing the Immortal Dao. He had exhausted his entire life's efforts, yet he still couldn't become an immortal. Before he died, he couldn't bear to see Zixia Peak's legacy ruined and accepted Ye Qiu as his disciple.
In reality, Ye Qiu knew full well that his talent could only be considered average. His master had accepted him as a disciple because he had no choice but to. In the end, he didn't teach Ye Qiu for long before passing away. He only left behind many legacies from Zixia Peak and the master's seat.
Ye Qiu successfully ascended the throne. Although he held a high status and was ranked first, this was a world where strength was everything. When his master was alive, everyone had to respect him. After his master's death, no one paid him much mind.
"Yes, my abilities are a huge disadvantage! I have to think of a way to make up for it…"
After thinking this, Ye Qiu's heart suddenly trembled.
[Ding…]
[The Ten Thousand Fold Return System is being tied.]
"Oh? System…" Ye Qiu's eyes lit up. He calmed down and studied it carefully.
[Ten-Thousand-Fold Return System. The host can gift or bestow spirit pills, cultivation technique manuals, or cultivation bases to his disciples. You can receive a large amount of critical hit returns. The probability of a critical hit is random. Maximum ten-thousand-fold.]
Ye Qiu suddenly laughed after hearing the system introduction.
"Oh, interesting! Ten thousand times the return, a capitalized investment. Does that mean that after I accept a disciple and teach them for a few decades, I will be able to gain hundreds or even thousands of years of cultivation?"
Ye Qiu suddenly stopped worrying.
[System detection.]
[Host: Ye Qiu…]
[Cultivation: Black Finger Realm Level Two. Low cultivation level. A small cultivator. The kind that can't be found even in a crowd.]
[Divine technique: None…]
[Ability: Normal. Difficult to achieve great things.]
[Charm rating: 99, this is fine, I can handle it.]
Ye Qiu: "…"
Suddenly, he really wanted to beat this system.
[Congratulations, host. You have received a newbie gift. Would you like to open it?]
"Open."
[Successfully opened the gift bag. Obtained one superior grade Mortal Marrow Cleansing Pill, gained ten years of cultivation.]
Following the system's cold voice, a mysterious energy suddenly surged into Ye Qiu's body.
"Oh cool."
After this energy entered his body, it quickly merged into his spiritual spring. Ye Qiu's cultivation also increased to Level Three of the Black Finger realm.
"Only level three? System, are you kidding me? I'm only at level three after ten years of cultivation!"
[Guest, there's no mistake. Cultivation isn't based on the amount of time one has spent in the past ten years. Rather, it's calculated based on the ten years of effort spent by ordinary people. Ten years of cultivation for ordinary people would be like this…]
Ye Qiu: "…"
He only advanced one level in ten years. How useless is he? But thinking about it, it makes sense. The higher one's cultivation base, the more time it takes to increase one's cultivation realm. This is perfectly normal. There's no shortage of time in the Great Desolate World. Each time one goes into seclusion, it'll last for a few months to a few years. This is perfectly normal.
[Host, please accept the disciple as soon as possible. After completing the mission, you can receive high critical returns.]
He held the Marrow Cleansing Pill in his hand. Ye Qiu didn't plan on using it. If he kept it, it might come in handy later.
At the moment…
Bang bang…
"Martial Uncle Ye, are you in there?"
A series of knocks came from outside. Ye Qiu stared blankly for a moment and said, "Please come in…"
The old wooden door was pushed open, and a handsome young man entered. Ye Qiu recognized this person. He was the chief disciple of Jade Pure Hall, Liu Qingfeng. His cultivation base was at the third level of the Celestial realm, one realm higher than Ye Qiu's. He was considered an outstanding talent among this generation of disciples.
He is quite approachable and doesn't put on airs.
Perhaps because he was the future successor of the Sect Master, he had a very good relationship with the various heads, elders, and disciples of the same generation.
According to Ye Qiu, he was a smart person. He had already built good relationships even before he was promoted.
"Martial Uncle Ye, Sect Master summoned me to inform you that you should immediately wake up and go to Jade Pure Hall to discuss matters."
Because Master Ye Qiu's seniority was higher, his seniority was actually equal to that of the Sect Master and many other peak masters. Therefore, Liu Qingfeng respectfully addressed him as Martial Uncle.
"Did Senior Brother Sect Master tell you what happened?" Ye Qiu asked. He was in a godforsaken place, and there was no one around. Why would someone suddenly tell him to attend a meeting?
Liu Qingfeng hesitated for a moment and said, "It was because of the beast riot in the village at the foot of the mountain yesterday. The surviving orphans have already woken up. Master held a meeting in the Jade Pure Hall to discuss the cause and effect of the beast riot, as well as the arrangements for the surviving orphans."
"Oh, I see…" Ye Qiu nodded. He still had some memories of yesterday's riot at the foot of the mountain, but not much. As for the arrangement of the surviving orphans, it was nothing more than a simple disciple recruitment ceremony.
"Hmm, that's great! I'll go take a look and see if I can accept a disciple to test it out." Because of the Ten Thousandfold System, Ye Qiu had been eager to accept a disciple. Coincidentally, the opportunity had come.
"Okay, I understand! You can go back first."
"Martial Uncle, I'll be taking my leave." Liu Qingfeng bowed and quietly left the small wooden house. Before he left, he glanced at the small wooden houses on Violet Cloud Peak and shook his head.
A few minutes later, Ye Qiu waved his fan and walked out of the small wooden house. He was no longer as lazy as before. There was a charm between his brows, and his demeanor was extraordinary. Those who didn't know him would think he was an expert in another world, but in truth, he was only a level three Black Finger cultivator.
Ye Qiu summoned his Violet Cloud Sword and used the Imperial Sword Technique he had learned a few days ago to fly towards the Jade Pure Hall. The Violet Cloud Sword had been passed down to him by his master after his death. It was a supreme-grade treasured weapon and extremely rare.
This might be Ye Qiu's only valuable possession. It was hard to come by.
Not long after, Ye Qiu arrived at the Jade Pure Hall. As he entered the hall, he saw a group of people standing below. These people should be the lucky survivors.
"Junior Apprentice Brother Ye, how great of you to make so many of us wait for you." Before Ye Qiu returned to his seat, the head of Hidden Sword Peak beside him, who was also the Disciplinary Elder of the Heaven Mending Sect, Qi Wuhui, spoke in a strange tone.
Ye Qiu glanced at him. This old man didn't seem like a good person. He knew very well that no one in the group of leaders thought highly of him. The only reason they were waiting for him was because they didn't want to break the rules.
Apart from Qi Wuhui and this eccentric Sect Master, the Seven Great Peak Masters were also present. The other masters all raised their heads, not even bothering to greet them.
Ye Qiu simply ignored them and said to Sect Master Meng Tianzheng, "Senior Brother Sect Master, I'm truly sorry. The distance from Violet Cloud Peak is far, so I was delayed for a long time. Please forgive me…"
"It's fine." Meng Tianzheng waved his hand. As the Sect Master of the Heaven Mending Sect, he still responded for the sake of the sect's harmony, even though he also looked down on Ye Qiu.
After Qi Wuhui was ignored by Ye Qiu, he became even more furious. "Hmph, he's just a second-level Black Finger cultivator. His cultivation isn't high, but he's quite arrogant. If he hadn't been lucky enough to be accepted as a disciple by Martial Uncle Xuantian, he wouldn't have naturally taken over Zixia Peak. He wouldn't even have the right to speak in front of me."
Everyone present knew how Ye Qiu got his position. They looked down on him from the bottom of their hearts.