Chapter 1

Donghuang.

Butian Sect.

On the peak of Zixia, in a dilapidated wooden hut, Ye Qiu sat quietly on the bed, lost in thought.

"Finished, it's all over..."

"I seem to have... traveled through time."

Opening the window beside him, he looked outside to see the sky tinged with purple twilight.

In the distance, people occasionally flew by, presenting a grand scene of a sacred immortal land.

After half a day, Ye Qiu finally accepted this reality.

He had indeed traveled through time, and to a vast and desolate world.

His current identity was one of the seven chief seats of the Butian Sect, the 18th generation chief of Zixia Peak…

"Seems like a pretty noble position, but unfortunately, I'm a lone commander."

Shaking his head, Ye Qiu muttered to himself.

His master, Xuantian Zhenren, had devoted his life to cultivation, pursuing the path of immortality.

Despite spending his entire life, he never achieved immortality. Before his passing, he couldn't bear to see the lineage of Zixia Peak end, so he took Ye Qiu as a disciple.

In reality, Ye Qiu knew that his aptitude was only average. His master took him as a disciple out of necessity, with no other choice.

In the end, his master didn't teach him much before passing away, leaving behind only the lineage of Zixia Peak and the position of chief seat.

Although Ye Qiu successfully ascended to the position, his status was noble and he was one of the chiefs, but this was a world where strength was paramount.

When his master was still alive, everyone gave him respect. After his master passed away, no one looked up to him anymore.

"Hmm, strength is a real issue! I need to find a way to make up for it…"

Just as he thought this, Ye Qiu's heart suddenly trembled.

【Ding…】

【The Tenfold Return System is binding.】

"Huh? A system…"

Ye Qiu's eyes lit up, and he calmed down to study it carefully.

【The Tenfold Return System: When the host imparts or gifts disciples with elixirs, cultivation techniques, or cultivation levels, they can receive a high multiple return, with the rate being random, up to ten thousand times.】

After hearing the system's introduction, Ye Qiu suddenly felt elated.

"Wow, interesting! Ten thousand times return, that's quite generous…"

"Does that mean if I take a disciple and impart them with several decades of cultivation, I can receive hundreds, or even thousands or tens of thousands of years of cultivation in return?"

Thinking about this, Ye Qiu suddenly felt less worried.

【System check.】

【Host: Ye Qiu…】

【Cultivation: Second Rank Xuanzhi. Low cultivation, a minor cultivator, the kind that would be lost in a crowd.】

【Divine Skills: None.】

【Aptitude: Average, dull, unlikely to achieve greatness.】

【Appearance and Charm Rating: 99, this is fine, acceptable.】

Ye Qiu: "…"

Suddenly, he wanted to beat up this system.

【Congratulations, host, you have received a beginner's gift pack. Do you want to open it?】

"Open it."

【Gift pack opened successfully. Received one high-quality Bone Cleansing Pill and ten years of cultivation.】

As the system's cold voice sounded, a mysterious force suddenly surged into Ye Qiu's body.

"Oh… that's nice."

This force quickly merged into his spirit spring, and Ye Qiu's cultivation level rose to Third Rank Xuanzhi…

"Only Third Rank? System, are you sure? Ten years for just Third Rank!"

【To the host, no mistake.

Any cultivation returned based on years is not calculated by the cultivation you gained over ten years.

It is calculated based on the cultivation a normal person would gain over ten years.

A normal person's ten years of cultivation is just like this…】

Ye Qiu: "…"

Ten years to rise one rank, that's pretty useless.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. The higher the cultivation level, the more time it takes to advance each rank.

This is normal in the vast and desolate world, where time is abundant. Each seclusion can last from several months to several years, which is quite common.

【Please quickly take a disciple, complete the task, and receive a high multiple return.】

Holding the Bone Cleansing Pill, Ye Qiu didn't plan to use it himself. He kept it, thinking it might come in handy later.

At that moment…

Knock knock knock…

"Uncle Ye, are you inside?"

Hearing the knocking, Ye Qiu was taken aback and said, "Please come in…"

The old wooden door opened, and a handsome, refined young man walked in.

Ye Qiu recognized him. This was Liu Qingfeng, the chief disciple of Yujing Hall.

His cultivation was Third Rank Tianxiang, one major rank higher than Ye Qiu, and he was considered an outstanding disciple of his generation.

He was quite approachable and had no airs about him.

Perhaps because he was the future successor of the sect, he had very good relationships with the chiefs of the various lineages, the elders, and his peers.

As Ye Qiu put it, he was a smooth operator, laying the groundwork for his future position even before he ascended.

"Uncle Ye, the sect leader has asked me to inform you to go to Yujing Hall for a meeting immediately."

Because Ye Qiu's master was of a high generation, his own generation was on par with the sect leader and the other chiefs.

It was appropriate for Liu Qingfeng to address him as Uncle.

"Does the sect leader mention what it's about?"

Ye Qiu asked, puzzled.

His remote and desolate place usually had no visitors, so why was he suddenly being summoned to a meeting?

Liu Qingfeng hesitated for a moment and said, "It's about the beast uprising in the village below the mountain yesterday."

"The surviving orphans have woken up. The sect leader is holding a meeting of the chiefs at Yujing Hall to discuss the causes and consequences of the beast uprising, as well as the resettlement of the surviving orphans."

"Ah, I see…"

Ye Qiu nodded. He had some memory of the uprising below the mountain yesterday, though not much.

As for the resettlement of the orphans, it was essentially a simple disciple-taking ceremony.

"Good, perfect! I'll go and see if I can take a disciple for a test run."

Because of the Tenfold Return System, Ye Qiu was eager to take a disciple.

Coincidentally, the opportunity had come.

"Alright, I got it! You can go back now."

"Uncle, I'll take my leave."

Liu Qingfeng bowed and quietly left the wooden hut, glancing at the few small huts on Zixia Peak before shaking his head.

A few minutes later, Ye Qiu waved his fan and walked out of the wooden hut with a leisurely pace.

His demeanor had changed from his previous laziness, his brows exuding a divine aura, as if a celestial being had descended, with an extraordinary presence.

Anyone who didn't know him might think he was a hermit sage, but in fact, he was just a Second Rank Xuanzhi minor cultivator.

Summoning the Zixia Sword, Ye Qiu used the sword-riding technique he had learned a few days ago and flew toward Yujing Hall.

The Zixia Sword was passed down to him by his master after his passing, a supreme treasure, extremely rare and precious.

This was probably the only valuable thing Ye Qiu had.

Hard-earned, hard-earned.

In no time, Ye Qiu arrived at Yujing Hall. As soon as he entered the main hall, he saw a group of people standing below.

These people were the surviving orphans from the incident.

"Brother Ye, what a grand entrance, making so many of us wait for you?"

Before Ye Qiu could reach his seat, Zangjian Peak's chief and Butian Sect's law elder, Qi Wuwei, said sarcastically.

Ye Qiu glanced at him. This old man didn't look like a good person.

He knew very well that none of the chiefs looked up to him.

They were only waiting for him to arrive to maintain the rules.

Among the seven chiefs, besides the sarcastic Qi Wuwei and the sect leader…

The other chiefs all looked up at the sky, not even bothering to greet him.

Ye Qiu simply ignored them and addressed the sect leader, Meng Tianzheng.

"Brother Sect Leader, I apologize. The journey from Zixia Peak is long, and I was delayed. Please forgive me…"

"No problem."

Meng Tianzheng waved his hand. As the sect leader of Butian Sect, although he also looked down on Ye Qiu, he responded to maintain harmony in the sect.

After being ignored by Ye Qiu, Qi Wuwei was even more furious.

"Hmph, just a minor Second Rank Xuanzhi cultivator, with low cultivation and a proud attitude.

If it weren't for your good luck in being taken as a disciple by Uncle Xuantian and inheriting Zixia Peak…

You don't even have the right to speak in front of me."

All the chiefs present knew how Ye Qiu had obtained his position and looked down on him from the bottom of their hearts.