The sun rose from the east.
Mount Tianwu.
On a mountain path at the peak, a majestic mountain gate stood tall, exuding an imposing aura.
Carved onto the mountain gate were three large characters – – Wudao Sect!
Originally, there were no sects on Mount Tianwu.
Half a month ago, with a clap of thunder from a clear sky, the Wudao Sect emerged here, unknown and incomprehensible to all.
It was a sect without rank, without a license, and without any residents.
On this day, two figures stood beneath the mountain gate.
“Luo’er, this is the sect’s territory, the Wudao Sect. From here, you can quickly reach the main hall.”
“You can go up by yourself, familiarize yourself with the various areas of the sect, then head to the palace behind the mountain and choose one as your living quarters.”
The speaker appeared to be just over twenty, dressed in a snow-white robe, with ink-black hair, a handsome face, and an ethereal, illusory aura, like an immortal walking among mortals.
His name was Chu Yuan.
The Sect Master of the Wudao Sect.
As he spoke.
The other figure spoke.
“I shall obey Master’s command!”
This person appeared to be around Chu Yuan’s age, with sharp, sword-like brows and bright eyes, dressed in a green robe, holding a long sword. His expression was unmoving, revealing a hint of arrogance.
His name was Ye Luo.
He was Chu Yuan’s newly accepted disciple.
Also the Wudao Sect’s only disciple.
The Eldest Disciple Brother of the Wudao Sect!
Chu Yuan glanced at the disciple whose name he already knew, waved his hand, and parted his lips to utter two words.
“Go on.”
Ye Luo cupped his hands and said, “Master, this disciple will depart first and return later to pay his respects!”
After speaking, he held his sword and ascended towards the mountaintop.
Chu Yuan watched Ye Luo’s retreating figure, the casual indifference on his face vanishing without a trace, replaced by delight.
“Half a month, and I finally found someone with extremely low aptitude. This was truly difficult.”
He muttered.
Images flashed through his mind.
Chu Yuan was not originally from this world. Half a month ago, due to an unexpected event, he transmigrated to this world.
This world was not one ruled by mortals.
Instead, it was a world inhabited by divine beings, devils, and strange creatures, with countless nations, rampant sects, and where the strong reigned supreme.
It was called the Shenxing Continent.
Like other transmigrators, Chu Yuan also possessed a system.
However! His system was a bit peculiar.
Chu Yuan silently called out to the system in his mind.
A blue screen, visible only to him, instantly materialized.
[The Most Useless Sect System in History.]
[This system strives to create the most useless sect in history. Host is requested to recruit many disciples and teach them to be useless, thereby completing the system’s objectives.]
[Note: Teaching a useless disciple will reward the Host with an increase of one minor realm stage. Teaching a talented disciple will deduct one major realm stage from the Host. Please do not make a mistake.]
Chu Yuan automatically pretended not to see these words.
He looked down.
[Personal Interface.]
[Host: Chu Yuan.]
[Sect: Wudao Sect.]
[Cultivation: Nascent Soul Realm (early stage).]
[Current Disciples: One person.]
[Note: Cultivation realm divisions are: Qi Refinement Realm, Foundation Establishment Realm, Golden Core Realm, Nascent Soul Realm, Soul Transformation Realm, Tribulation Transcendence Realm.]
[Note: The sect will be assessed once a year to determine whether the Host has taught useless disciples or talented disciples. All rights of interpretation belong to the system.]
This was Chu Yuan’s peculiar system.
As long as he taught a useless disciple, he could increase his cultivation by one minor realm stage.
Or, to put it another way, by simply teaching three good-for-nothing disciples, he could advance one major realm.
Although the system was a bit peculiar, for Su Yuan, it was perfectly suited to him.
If he were truly to teach disciples to become successful, that would be what put him in a difficult position.
His cultivation and the sect were both grand gifts directly bestowed upon him by the system. From the very beginning, he hadn't truly cultivated. What could he possibly teach his disciples? Teach them cultivation methods from internet novels in his previous life? That would be ridiculous.
Therefore, Su Yuan still felt that it was more suitable for him to teach good-for-nothing disciples; at least this was something he could accomplish.
After all, he didn't know how to teach disciples.
Half a month ago, Su Yuan transmigrated here. After acquiring the system, he finally found someone with extremely poor aptitude, Ye Luo, and took him in as a disciple.
In this world, a person's cultivation aptitude depended on their spirit roots; everyone possessed spirit roots.
Powerful spirit roots represented stronger cultivation aptitude and a broader future. Examples like Heaven and Earth Spirit Roots, Five Elements Spirit Roots, Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning Spirit Roots all belonged to the category of powerful spirit roots.
As for weak spirit roots, they naturally represented weaker aptitude. The weakest were common spirit roots, or mortal spirit roots, which everyone possessed.
However, the Ye Luo he took in was different.
He had no spirit roots! Not even the mortal spirit roots that ordinary people possessed.
Born without spirit roots, he couldn't absorb spiritual energy; in other words, he couldn't cultivate.
Taking in this disciple made Su Yuan happy for a long time.
His task here was to teach a good-for-nothing, to directly turn someone into a good-for-nothing. If he could keep this up for a year, he would succeed.
"But I need to deceive him somewhat, to keep this disciple's mind at ease."
Su Yuan stroked his chin in thought.
He had successfully recruited this disciple, firstly by displaying his strength, and secondly by demonstrating his ability to cure the disciple's cultivation deficiency.
Only then did he successfully recruit such a good-for-nothing disciple into his sect.
If this disciple discovered that he couldn't help them resolve their sorrow of being unable to cultivate and ran away, then he would be utterly helpless.
Forcibly detaining the disciple on the mountain? He had already considered this idea, but the system fundamentally wouldn't allow him to do so, as that would be equivalent to not following the rules.
Therefore, he could only think of a way to keep this disciple on the mountain for a year.
As long as he could keep this disciple on the mountain for a year, after the sect's assessment was complete, the disciple could do whatever they pleased.
"Let me think carefully about how to keep this disciple in the sect for a year."
"Hmm, I'll just casually make up some stories and let this disciple comprehend them on their own. If they can't comprehend them, then it can only be said that this disciple's comprehension ability is poor. I can't be blamed. After all, I am a Nascent Soul grand cultivator; my fist is big, so what I say is reasonable!"
Su Yuan secretly nodded, having decided on a plan.
No matter what, he was still a Nascent Soul grand cultivator.
To this disciple who had never cultivated, he was a senior. What he said, what could that disciple use to refute it?
Use the excuse of having no spirit roots and being unable to cultivate? Ridiculous.
In any case, without spirit roots, deceiving him for a while would get the job done.
If talking nonsense could teach a disciple to become successful, then he could swallow this entire sect whole!
Su Yuan looked up at the tall sect gate, found it amusing, and shook his head.
Clouds formed under his feet, and his figure transformed into a gust of wind, heading towards the mountain.