A commander without an army

Donghuang.

The Heaven Mending Sect.

On Zixia Peak, in a dilapidated wooden hut, Ye Qiu sat quietly on the bed, lost in thought.

"D*mn it, it's all over..."

"I seem to have... time - traveled."

Opening the window beside him, he looked at the sky outside, which was filled with purple glow. In the distance, from time to time, people flew by, presenting a magnificent scene of an immortal sacred land.

It took Ye Qiu half a day to finally accept this reality. He had indeed time - traveled, and it was to a Great Wilderness World. His current identity was the 18th head of Zixia Peak, one of the seven chief seats of the Heaven Mending Sect...

"The identity seems quite noble, but unfortunately, I'm a bare - handed commander."

Shaking his head, Ye Qiu muttered to himself. His master, True Man Xuantian, was obsessed with cultivation throughout his life and wholeheartedly pursued the way of immortality. He exhausted all his efforts but still failed to become an immortal. Before his death, not willing to let the inheritance of Zixia Peak be cut off, he accepted Ye Qiu as his disciple.

In fact, Ye Qiu knew in his heart that his aptitude was just average. His master accepted him as a disciple only because he had no other choice. Finally, his master passed away not long after teaching him, leaving behind a bunch of inheritances of Zixia Peak and the position of the head.

Although Ye Qiu, who had successfully inherited the position, was of noble status and ranked as the head, this was a world that emphasized strength above all else. When his master was still alive, everyone had to give him some face. After his master died, few people looked up to him.

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

After figuring this out, Ye Qiu suddenly felt a tremor in his heart.

[Ding...]

[The Ten - Thousand - Fold Return System is binding.]

"Hmm? A system..."

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

[The Ten - Thousand - Fold Return System: When the host teaches or gives elixirs, cultivation techniques, or even cultivation base to disciples, he can obtain a high - multiple critical - strike return. The critical - strike rate is random, and the highest can reach ten - thousand - fold.]

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

"Yo, this is interesting! Ten - thousand - fold return, so user - friendly..."

"Does that mean if I go and take in a disciple later and pass on decades of my cultivation base to him, I can get hundreds, or even thousands or tens of thousands of years of cultivation base in return?"

When he said this, Ye Qiu suddenly stopped worrying.

[System detection.]

[Host: Ye Qiu...]

[Cultivation base: Second - grade of Mysterious Finger. With a low cultivation base, just a small cultivator. The kind that gets lost in a crowd.]

[Divine skills: None...]

[Aptitude: Average. Dull - witted and difficult to achieve great things.]

[Appearance and charm rating: 99. This is okay. Passable.]

Ye Qiu: "..."

Suddenly, he really wanted to pull this system out and beat it.

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining a novice gift pack. Do you want to open it?]

"Open it."

[The gift pack has been successfully opened. You have obtained one top - grade Mortal - grade Marrow - Washing Pill and ten years of cultivation base.]

With the cold voice of the system, a mysterious force suddenly poured into Ye Qiu's body.

"Ooh... so refreshing."

After this force entered his body, it quickly merged into the spiritual spring. Ye Qiu's cultivation base also increased to the Third - grade of Mysterious Finger...

"Only the third - grade? System, are you kidding me? Ten years for only one grade up!"

[Reply to the host. It's not a mistake. Any cultivation base returned in terms of years is not calculated based on the cultivation base you would obtain in ten years. Instead, it is calculated based on the cultivation base an ordinary person would obtain in ten years. The cultivation base of an ordinary person in ten years is just like this...]

Ye Qiu: "..."

It takes ten years to go up one grade. How mediocre is that? But thinking about it, it makes sense. The higher the cultivation base, the more time it takes to reach each new realm. This is normal. In the Great Wilderness World, time is the least scarce. Each closed - door cultivation session can last from a few months to several years, which is very common.

[Please ask the host to quickly take in a disciple and complete the task to obtain a high - critical - strike return.]

Holding a Marrow - Washing Pill in his hand, Ye Qiu didn't plan to take it. He kept this thing, thinking it might come in handy later.

At this moment...

Knock, knock, knock...

"Uncle Ye, are you in there?"

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

The dilapidated wooden door was pushed open, and a handsome and elegant young man walked in. Ye Qiu knew this person. It was Liu Qingfeng, the chief disciple of Yuqing Hall. His cultivation base was at the Third - grade of Heavenly Appearance, one big realm higher than Ye Qiu's. He was an outstanding figure among this generation of disciples. He was quite nice, approachable, and had no airs.

Probably because he was the future successor of the sect leader, he had a very good relationship with all the chief seats, elders, and fellow disciples. According to Ye Qiu, this person was a shrewd person who laid the groundwork for his relationships even before taking the position.

"Uncle Ye, the sect - leader master asked me to come and inform you to set off immediately and go to Yuqing Hall for a meeting."

Because Ye Qiu's master had a relatively high seniority, his seniority was actually on a par with that of the sect leader and many chief seats. It was not inappropriate for Liu Qingfeng to respectfully call him uncle.

"Did the sect - leader master say what it was about?"

Ye Qiu asked in confusion. His place was so remote that usually no one came. Why did someone suddenly come to notify him to go to a meeting?

Liu Qingfeng hesitated for a moment and said, "It's about the fierce - beast riot that happened in the village at the foot of the mountain yesterday. The surviving orphans have woken up. The master is holding a chief - seat meeting in Yuqing Hall to discuss the causes and consequences of this fierce - beast riot and the resettlement of the surviving orphans."

"Ah, I see..."

Ye Qiu nodded. He still had some memories of yesterday's riot at the foot of the mountain, but not many. As for what they called resettling the displaced orphans, it was nothing more than a simple disciple - accepting ceremony.

"Good! I'll go and take a look. See if I can casually take in a cheap disciple to test the system."

Because of the existence of the Ten - Thousand - Fold Return System, Ye Qiu was eager to take in a disciple now. Coincidentally, the opportunity had come.

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

"Uncle, Qingfeng takes his leave."

Liu Qingfeng saluted and quietly withdrew from the wooden hut. Before leaving, he took another look at the few wooden huts on Zixia Peak and shook his head.

A few minutes later, Ye Qiu waved his folding fan and strolled out of the wooden hut. He completely changed his previous laziness. There was a charm between his eyebrows, and he had an extraordinary bearing. If someone who didn't know saw him, they might think he was some kind of expert from the outside world. In fact, he was just a small cultivator at the Third - grade of Mysterious Finger.

Casually summoning the Zixia Sword, Ye Qiu used the Sword - Control Technique he had just learned a few days ago and flew towards Yuqing Hall. The Zixia Sword was passed down to him by his master after his master's death. It was a top - grade treasure, extremely rare. This was probably the only valuable thing on Ye Qiu. It was really hard - won.

Not long after, Ye Qiu arrived at Yuqing Hall. 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 really put on a big show, making so many of us wait for you?"

Before Ye Qiu could return to his chief - seat, Qi Wuhui, the head of Cangjian Peak and the law - enforcement elder of the Heaven Mending Sect, said sarcastically. Ye Qiu glanced at him. This old man didn't look like a good person at first glance. He knew very well that none of these chief seats looked up to him. The reason they waited for him to arrive was just to not break the rules. Among the seven chief seats, except for this sarcastic Qi Wuhui and the sect leader, the other chief seats all looked up at the sky, not even bothering to say hello to him.

Ye Qiu simply ignored them and said to Sect Leader Meng Tianzheng, "Sect - Leader Senior Brother, I'm really sorry. Zixia Peak is far away, and it took me a long time to get here. Please forgive me..."

"It doesn't matter."

Meng Tianzheng waved his hand. As the sect leader of the Heaven Mending Sect, although he also looked down on Ye Qiu, for the harmony of the sect, he still responded. And Qi Wuhui, after being ignored by Ye Qiu, became even more furious.

"Hmph, just a little second - grade Mysterious Finger small cultivator. Not high in cultivation base, but with a rather arrogant personality. If it weren't for getting lucky and being accepted as a disciple by Uncle Xuantian, and then taking over Zixia Peak as a matter of course, you wouldn't even have the right to speak in front of me."

All the chief seats present knew how Ye Qiu got his position as the chief seat. They looked down on him from the bottom of their hearts.