Eastern Wasteland.

Bu Tian Sect.

On the top of Zixia Peak, in a shabby little wooden house, Ye Qiu sat quietly in a daze.

"It's over, Barbie Q..."

"I seem to have traveled through time."

I opened the window next to me and looked at the sky outside, which was filled with purple rays of light.

In the distant sky, people fly by from time to time, creating a grand scene of a holy land of immortals.

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

He did travel through time, and to a desolate world.

His current identity is one of the seven great chiefs of the Bu Tian Sect, and the eighteenth chief of Zixia Peak...

"His status seems quite noble, but it's a pity that he is a commander without any troops."

Shaking his head, Ye Qiu muttered to himself.

His master, Xuantian Zhenren, practiced to the point of madness throughout his life, pursuing the path to immortality with all his heart.

He spent his entire life on this, but still failed to become an immortal. Before his death, he couldn't bear to see the inheritance of Zixia Peak destroyed, so he accepted Ye Qiu as his disciple.

In fact, Ye Qiu knew clearly in his heart that his aptitude was only average, and his master accepted him as a disciple because he had no choice but to do so.

In the end, he didn't teach Ye Qiu for long before he passed away, leaving behind only a bunch of Zixia Peak's inheritance and a seat of the abbot.

Ye Qiu, who succeeded to the throne successfully, has a noble status and ranks first, but this is a world where strength is paramount.

When his master was still alive, everyone had to give him face. After his master passed away, no one respected him anymore.

"Well, strength is a flaw! I have to find a way to make up for it..."

After thinking this through, Ye Qiu's heart suddenly trembled.

【bite……】

【The 10,000-fold return system is binding. 】

"Hmm? System..."

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

[Ten thousand times return system, the host teaches or gives to the disciple elixir, secret manual, or cultivation, and can obtain high times crit return, the crit rate is random, and the highest can reach ten thousand times. ]

After listening to the introduction of the system, Ye Qiu suddenly laughed.

"Oh, this is interesting! A 10,000-fold return, so silver-like..."

"Does that mean that if I take in a disciple and teach him a few decades of skills, he will gain hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years of skills?"

Speaking of this, Ye Qiu suddenly stopped worrying.

【System detection.】

[Host: Ye Qiu...]

[Cultivation: Xuanzhi Rank 2. Low cultivation, a minor cultivator, the kind that you can’t even find if thrown into a crowd.]

[Divine Skill: None...]

[Qualifications: Average, dull, unlikely to achieve great things. ]

[Appearance and charm rating: 99, this is OK, acceptable. 】

Ye Qiu: “…”

Suddenly I really want to take this system out and play.

[Congratulations to the host, you have received a novice gift package, do you want to open it? ]

"Open it."

[Successfully opened the gift package, obtained a top-grade marrow cleansing pill, and gained ten years of cultivation. ]

As the cold voice of the system came, a magical power suddenly surged into Ye Qiu's body.

"Oh... so cool."

After this power entered his body, it quickly merged into the spiritual spring, and Ye Qiu's cultivation level was also raised to the third level of Xuanzhi...

"Only the third rank? System, are you mistaken? It took ten years to become the third rank!"

[Replying to the host, there is no mistake.]

Any cultivation that is returned in years is not calculated based on the skills you gained in the ten years you spent.

Instead, it is calculated based on the ten years of effort that an ordinary person would have to put in.

This is the sum of an ordinary person’s ten years of skill…】

Ye Qiu: “…”

It takes ten years to be promoted to the first rank. What a waste.

But think about it, the higher your cultivation level goes, the more time it takes to advance to each level.

This is normal. In the Great Wilderness World, the thing that is least lacking is time. Each retreat can last for a few months or even several years. This is normal.

[Host, please accept an apprentice as soon as possible and complete the task to get a high critical hit return. ]

Holding a marrow cleansing pill in his hand, Ye Qiu did not plan to enjoy it. He wanted to keep it, as it might come in handy later.

At this time...

Bang, bang, bang…

"Uncle Ye, are you in there?"

There was a knock on the door. Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment and said, "Come in..."

The shabby wooden door was pushed open, and a handsome young man walked in.

Ye Qiu knew this person. He was the chief disciple of Yuqing Palace, Liu Qingfeng.

His cultivation level is the third level of Tianxiang, which is one realm higher than Ye Qiu. He is one of the best disciples of this generation.

He is a nice person, approachable and without airs.

Maybe it’s because he is the future successor to the head sect, so he has very good relationships with the heads of various sects, elders, and fellow disciples.

According to Ye Qiu, this person is very smart. He has already established connections before he even gets to the top.

"Uncle Master Ye, the head master asked me to come and inform you to get up immediately and go to Yuqing Hall to discuss matters."

Since Master Ye Qiu’s seniority is relatively high, his seniority is actually on par with the headmaster and many abbots.

It is not an exaggeration for Liu Qingfeng to call him uncle-master.

"Did the head teacher say what it was?"

Ye Qiu asked doubtfully.

This is a remote place where there is usually no one around. How come someone suddenly came to inform him to attend a meeting?

Liu Qingfeng hesitated for a moment and said, "It's because of the riot of ferocious beasts in the village below the mountain yesterday."

"The surviving orphans have woken up. Master has convened the first meeting in Yuqing Palace to discuss the causes and consequences of the beast riot and the placement of the surviving orphans."

"Hmm, I see..."

Ye Qiu nodded. He still had some memories about the riot at the foot of the mountain yesterday, but not much.

As for what they called resettling the orphans in distress, it was nothing more than a simple ceremony of accepting disciples.

"Well, that's perfect! Let's go take a look and see if we can recruit a cheap apprentice to experiment with."

Because of the existence of the ten thousand times return system, Ye Qiu is now eager to accept a disciple.

As luck would have it, the opportunity came just like that.

"Okay, I got it! You go back first."

"Uncle Master, Qingfeng is leaving."

Liu Qingfeng bowed and quietly left the cabin. Before leaving, he glanced at the cabins on Zixia Peak and shook his head.

A few minutes later, Ye Qiu waved his folding fan and walked out of the cabin leisurely.

He had changed from his previous laziness, with a charm between his brows and an extraordinary bearing.

If you don't know him, you might think he is some kind of hermit master, but in fact he is just a third-grade Xuanzhi cultivator.

Ye Qiu casually summoned the Zixia Sword and used the sword-controlling technique he had just learned a few days ago to fly towards the Yuqing Palace.

The Zixia Sword was passed down to him by his master after his death. It is a top-grade treasure and extremely rare.

This may be the only valuable thing on Ye Qiu.

It’s hard-earned, it’s hard-earned.

In less than a moment, Ye Qiu arrived at the Yuqing Palace. As soon as he entered the hall, he saw a group of people standing below.

These people should be the surviving orphans this time.

"Junior Brother Ye, you are so grand that you made so many of us wait for you?"

Before Ye Qiu returned to his seat of honor, Qi Wuhui, the chief of Cangjian Peak and the law enforcement elder of Butian Sect, spoke in a sarcastic tone.

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

He knew very well in his heart that no one among these abbots looked up to him.

The reason I waited for him to arrive was simply because I didn't want to break the rules.

The seven leaders of the sects, except for this weird Qi Wuhui and the headmaster.

The other leaders looked up to the sky and were too lazy to even greet him.

Ye Qiu simply ignored them and followed Meng Tianzheng's lead.

"Master, I'm really sorry. Zixia Peak is a long way away and I've been delayed for a long time. Please forgive me..."

"No problem."

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

After being ignored by Ye Qiu, Qi Wuhui became even more angry and humiliated.

“Humph, he’s just a small Xuanzhi rank 2 cultivator, his cultivation is not high, and his personality is quite arrogant.

If it weren't for his good luck, he would have been accepted as a disciple by Uncle Xuantian and taken over Zixia Peak naturally.

You don’t even have the qualifications to speak in front of me.”

All the leaders present knew how Ye Qiu got his position as the leader, and they looked down on him from the bottom of their hearts.