Absorbing_Rocks

Jack was a man casually living with his life going perfect. He suddenly gets transmigrated out of no where and becomes a declining clan's elder in a cultivation world! He now has to teach the clan members how to cultivate without knowing a single thing. 

On top of this he gets a mysterious system which only helps him with the more hate he generates from his members?

Member: "Clan elder! Please help me with this bottle neck!" 

Elder: "Go ask your worthless dad you garbage pile, you look like a rotten carrot" 

Member: "..."

Releases: At least 2 a week, word count will be my own choice but I try to get 500+. Any other chapters in a week is extra.

Transmigrating into a Clan Elder but Hate Fuels me!

Jack was currently sitting down watching his disciples beat up each other with a smile on his face when he thought of something.


'Cultivation... why don't I just create my own method? It seems pretty easy, I mean, isn't it just sending different energies into different parts of your body and changing how they work on a fundamental level? Or well that's at least the understanding this old man had before he died.' 


Jack began to play around with cultivating to see what he could do to tweak things and create his own method.


Until finally, a week passed and he hadn't even realized, he had been cultivating in that one spot for this entire time. Until...


"System has acknowledged Host's futile efforts, using 820 Rage points to help fuel this new method!" 


"Host has created cultivation method : 'Dao of Death and Life'! Congratulations!" 


Jack awoke to these notifications and was a bit sad, he had been saving up the points for a lottery ticket only to lose them all. 


'System, what's the effects of this method? ' Jack asked solemnly. 


"You will have to cultivate 500x harder than others, however you will be unable to die from soul shattering methods, your strength will also be a level higher than normal!" Jack frowned. 


'500x.. I don't even know how to cultivate in the first place.. What if I teach this method to one of my disciples until I can learn a better one?' Jack got up only to see Jimithy and Tomothy unconscious on the floor while the others were simply cultivating. 


Jack looked at them each with deep thought. 


'No.. they all already have a method it seems.. their talent doesn't seem that good anyway. Perhaps I will just go train a mortal from a random village.' Jack smiled creepily. 


Rickle Pick awoke from cultivation and saw Jack's sinister smile and pretended to continue to cultivate. 


Jack then kicked each of his disciples awake and began to scream. 


"All of you! You will continue training on your training dummies until I return! If you each do not progress a stage then I will have to break your cultivation and have you start over!" Jack then looked at the two new 'Body cultivators' and said "You know what that means for your bodies right?" Jack smiled. 


All disciples shook in fear and began to train once more on the dummies as Jack left them to their business to go get another Disciple from a mortal village. 


As he was flying there he was deep in his own thoughts about his old life and where he is now. He didn't seem to care too much though, just trying to adapt to the sudden changes. 


'If the Clan Leader doesn't accept a random new disciple into the clan I may need to kill one of the useless ones I'm teaching. We'll see.' He smiled and continued on his way.


Creation?