Su Yu

Ye Qiu transmigrated to a world of barren wastelands. He obtained the 10,000 Fold Return System.
By teaching or giving his disciples something, he could obtain high critical chance returns.
[Ding! You gave your disciple a Marrow Cleansing Pill. You activated a 1000 fold critical chance. You obtained a God Marrow Pill.]
[Ding! You passed on ten years of cultivation to your disciple. You activated a 100 fold critical chance. You obtained 1,000 years of cultivation.]
[Ding! You gave your disciple a superb grade treasure, the Zixia sword. You activated a 10,000 fold critical chance. You obtained a Deity Sword Cloud.]
His disciples praised, “Master, you are so generous. You always give us everything you have.”

Henyee Translations

The Most Generous Master Ever

Henyee

Twisting a cycle, the Linglong Hammer in her hand suddenly smashed into the ground. In an instant, the violent wind gathered its strength and sent several people flying.

In less than a moment, those dozen people were defeated by Little Linglong one by one.

"No… impossible." At this moment, Cheng Feng's face was pale and he finally revealed a trace of fear. He never thought that a five-year-old girl would have such astonishing strength. The hand holding the saber began to tremble as he looked at the harmless Linglong in front of him in disbelief.

At this moment, outside Mount Yun Ding.

A white light flashed and more than ten miserable figures were sent flying. They were the disciples of the Supreme Hall. They had been eliminated before they even started climbing the mountain.

Gu Jianxuan was furious. He looked at his disciples and grand disciples who were in a sorry state and cursed, "Trash, all of you are trash."

Martial Monarch Linglong (1)