System, awaken!

Tianxuan Continent, Eastern Region, Taiyi Sect.

Qingxuan Peak, Peak Master Hall.

The great hall was empty, dust motes danced in the light shafts piercing through the broken window lattices, conveying a sense of deathly silence and desolation.

"Peak Master, your Disciple Wang Hao is specially here today to bid you farewell."

A young man wearing Outer Sect Disciple attire stood below the dais. Although his tone was respectful, the arrogance and impatience between his brows were completely undisguised.

He was too lazy to even call him "Revered Master," only using the words "Peak Master."

On the dais, Ye Qing watched him expressionlessly from the only throne.

Three days.

It had been three days since he arrived in this world.

He had gone from an ordinary office worker on Earth to the Peak Master of Qingxuan Peak, one of the ninety-nine peaks under the Taiyi Sect, a top Sect in the Eastern Region of the Tianxuan Continent.

It sounded very imposing, but reality was a complete mess.

His predecessor, the original Ye Qing, was the Old Peak Master's only Personal Disciple. Half a month ago, the Old Peak Master failed while attempting to break through to a higher Realm and perished. According to Sect rules, he naturally inherited the position of Peak Master.

However, with the death of the Old Peak Master, the great tree of Qingxuan Peak had fallen.

The Elders and Deacons who had originally relied on Qingxuan Peak took their Disciples and left, scattering in all directions. Within ten days, the massive mountain peak was left with only a few stragglers.

And the Wang Hao before him was a Disciple that his predecessor had just accepted three days ago, on the very day Ye Qing underwent Transmigration.

He was also the only Disciple Qingxuan Peak currently had.

Now, this sole Disciple was also leaving.

"Have you thought it through?" Ye Qing's voice was calm, revealing no emotion.

Wang Hao sneered inwardly, increasingly convinced that this new Peak Master was a good-for-nothing. His Revered Master was dead, he couldn't hold onto the foundation, and he was powerless to keep his only Disciple from leaving, only capable of pretending to be profound.

He bowed, yet his posture was incredibly arrogant: "Disciple has thought it through. A wise bird chooses its tree to nest in. Now Elder Li of Danxia Peak is willing to take me as a student, and this Disciple cannot miss such an Immortal Destiny. Peak Master... take care."

Danxia Peak, among the ninety-nine peaks of the Taiyi Sect, was famous for Alchemy and ranked in the middle-to-upper tier of strength, far surpassing the now dilapidated Qingxuan Peak.

After Wang Hao finished speaking, he didn't even wait for Ye Qing to reply before turning around and striding quickly out of the hall.

In his view, a young Peak Master with only the Eighth Layer of Foundation Establishment cultivation was simply not qualified to make him waste another word. If it weren't for the sake of maintaining a good reputation within the Sect for "Respecting Teachers and Valuing the Dao," he wouldn't have even bothered coming here.

Watching that resolute back, Ye Qing's eyes held no ripples.

He neither tried to keep him nor got angry.

Because he knew, what could Qingxuan Peak use to keep people now? Rely on sentiment? In the Cultivation World, sentiment is the most worthless thing.

Strength and resources are the foundation.

And he had nothing.

The Eighth Layer of Foundation Establishment was not even considered an Inner Sect Elite Disciple in the massive Taiyi Sect, let alone being capable of shouldering the heavy responsibility of a Peak Master.

If the Old Peak Master hadn't used his last breath before dying to push him into this position, Qingxuan Peak would probably have been annexed by other covetous peaks long ago.

"Alas..."

A soft sigh echoed in the great hall.

From today onward, the massive Qingxuan Peak would only have him, a Lonely Commander.

Just as Wang Hao's footsteps were about to cross the threshold of the great hall, a cold, emotionless mechanical voice suddenly rang out in Ye Qing's mind.

[Ding! Detecting that the Host's situation meets the activation requirements...]

[The Strongest Disciple-Granting Random Return System is officially activated!]

Ye Qing was stunned, and then an incredible gleam burst forth in his eyes!

System!

The Golden Finger, essential for Transmigrators, had finally arrived!

[System Introduction: The Host can grant any item to a Disciple (including but not limited to Cultivation Techniques, Medicinal Pills, Magic Treasures, Physiques, Bloodlines, etc.) and randomly receive critical returns.]

[The minimum return multiplier is two times, and the maximum has no limit!]

[Note: The act of granting must be sincere. The more loyal the Disciple is to the Host, the higher the critical return multiplier!]

[Ding! The Novice Gift Pack has been issued. Do you wish to open it?]

Ye Qing's heart pounded wildly. Suppressing his excitement, he silently chanted without hesitation: "Open!"

[Ding! Successfully opened the Novice Gift Pack!]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Special Spiritual Body—Profound Spirit Body (Grantable)!]

[Profound Spirit Body: A rather rare Cultivation Physique. The possessor's affinity for Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi is greatly enhanced, their Cultivation speed is more than ten times that of ordinary people, and they face no Bottleneck until the Golden Core Realm!]

Ten times the Cultivation speed! No Bottleneck until the Golden Core!

Ye Qing's breathing instantly quickened.

This Profound Spirit Body was a priceless treasure that any Cultivator in the Qi Refining or Foundation Establishment Stage would dream of!

If he were to grant this Physique to a Disciple... Ye Qing's gaze instantly locked onto Wang Hao, who was about to disappear through the doorway.

According to the System rules, as long as he accepted Wang Hao and then granted him the [Profound Spirit Body]... No!

Ye Qing instantly dismissed the idea.

The System had made it very clear: the Disciple's Loyalty determines the return multiplier.

A snob like Wang Hao had no Loyalty to speak of. Even if he granted him the Profound Spirit Body, he would probably only receive the minimum two-times return.

Only an idiot would waste such a precious Novice Gift Pack and the first return opportunity on an Ungrateful Wretch who could betray him at any moment!

This first acceptance of a Disciple and first grant must be given to someone absolutely loyal!

But... where could he find a Disciple?

Thinking of this, the flame of hope that had just ignited in Ye Qing's heart felt as if it had been doused with cold water.

His brows instantly furrowed into the shape of the Character 'Chuan'.

Qingxuan Peak was currently a massive Pit of Fire. Who would be foolish enough to jump into it?

Ye Qing looked around the empty great hall, his gaze sweeping over the desolate Plaza outside, his heart heavy.

Is Heaven trying to destroy me?

Just then, his gaze suddenly fixed on the corner of the Plaza.

There, a slender figure wearing simple gray Servant Clothes was diligently sweeping fallen leaves with a broom taller than herself.