Everyone's a Master: I'll reward my disciples ten thousandfold!

"Cough cough...cough!"

Accompanied by a violent cough, a mouthful of bright red blood splattered onto the cold stone bricks.

The boy swayed, using his sword sheath to brace himself against the ground, his voice hoarse: "Sect Leader, you go first... This disciple can still fight!"

Chen Yuan looked at his only disciple, his mouth full of bitterness.

His name is Chen Yuan. Three days ago, he was a commuter who squeezed onto the subway.

When he woke up, he found himself, along with three billion other people around the world, forcibly airdropped into this world of cultivation.

The rules are fair: everyone is given a dilapidated sect and becomes its leader immediately.

His sect is called "Guiyuan Sect".

It was called a sect, but in reality it was a dilapidated building with drafts everywhere and on the verge of collapse.

The beginning was an absolute hellish nightmare.

Outside, the mountains and plains are teeming with hundreds and thousands of red-eyed monsters!

Of the three novice disciples the system gave them, two wet their pants on the spot and ran away overnight.

Only the boy named Lin Xiao remained.

His face was pale, and his thin body swayed in the cold wind.

But it was he who, carrying a shattered iron sword riddled with chips, blocked the entrance to the main hall and risked his life to fight off the demonic beast for three whole days.

"Leave?" Chen Yuan smiled bitterly.

Which way to go? The outside is teeming with monsters; going out means extra food.

Lin Xiao gasped, "Sect Leader, there's a precipice on the back mountain with a rushing torrent below... If you jump down, you might still be able to fight your way out."

Before he could finish speaking, he coughed violently again, his body arching.

Lin Xiao was born with blocked meridians, making him "absolute meridian body" and completely unable to cultivate.

He relied solely on sheer grit and determination to build up his strength; the doctor had long predicted he wouldn't live past twenty.

He turned nineteen this year.

A half-grown child who could die at any moment is now risking his life to protect himself, the useless sect leader.

"Alright, stop talking." Chen Yuan raised his hand to interrupt him, his voice dry. "Go back and rest."

"Sect Leader! Demonic beasts could break in at any moment, I..."

"I said, this is the sect leader's order!" Chen Yuan's tone turned serious.

Lin Xiao's body stiffened slightly. He gritted his teeth and finally dragged his trembling legs back into the hall.

But his bloodshot eyes remained fixed on the dilapidated wooden fence that served as a makeshift barrier at the entrance.

"roar--!"

Outside the main hall, a wolf demon with a blue face and fangs, half the height of a human, was frantically ramming the door, sending splinters of wood flying everywhere.

Those scarlet beast eyes stared intently at the two through the gap, scrutinizing the buffet dishes for the evening.

The oppressive feeling of death was palpable.

Are we really going to die in this wretched place?

Chen Yuan gritted his teeth inwardly.

Why is it that other people can transmigrate and wreak havoc everywhere, while I have to feed wild dogs as soon as I arrive?

"Sect Leader, there's no need to worry." Lin Xiao smiled bitterly. "This disciple was destined to die. To die for the sect is enough for me in this life."

The boy's fearless attitude in facing death deeply stung Chen Yuan.

He considered himself an ordinary person, but he couldn't bring himself to watch a teenager die in front of him.

Even if he dies, we should leave this kid with something to remember him by.

Chen Yuan turned and scanned the room.

The house was bare, with only a crumbling altar and a pile of rusty junk in the corner.

He walked over and yanked out a tattered, unusable iron sword.

The blade was riddled with nicks and the cloth wrapped around the hilt turned to ash at the slightest touch.

But this was the only decent thing he had as the sect leader.

"Lin Xiao." Chen Yuan, carrying a broken sword, walked up to the boy.

Let's just consider it as end-of-life care.

He extended the sword forward, his expression solemn: "I bestow this sword upon you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold, mechanical voice rang out in Chen Yuan's mind!

[Ding! Detected the host's first gift to a disciple. The Ten Thousandfold Return System for Teaching Disciples is now officially activated!]

[Rules: Any item bestowed or taught to a disciple by the host will trigger a random multiplier critical hit return (up to 100 million times)!]

The higher the multiplier, the more outrageous the quality of the returned items!

[Note: This must be done sincerely, and the disciple must accept it willingly.]

Chen Yuan's hand, which was handing over the sword, froze in mid-air.

Holy crap?

The cheat system has finally been released?!

He glanced at the broken metal in his hand, then at Lin Xiao, who looked puzzled, and his heart suddenly raced.

[Is it confirmed that the 'scrapped ordinary iron sword' was bestowed upon the eldest disciple, Lin Xiao?]

"Yes! Hurry up!" Chen Yuan roared in his mind.

Success is granted!

[You bestowed upon your disciple a worthless iron sword, triggering a 100x critical hit compensation...]

[Congratulations, host! You have obtained the 'Supreme Spiritual Weapon - Demon-Slaying Sword'!]

hum!

Before Chen Yuan could react, he discovered that a separate space had appeared in his mind.

A three-foot-long sword, entirely dark blue and gleaming with a chilling light, hung steadily among them.

The sword hilt is engraved with the ancient seal script: "Slay Demons".

The domineering attribute description follows immediately: Top-grade spiritual weapon, capable of cutting hair in two, possessing a natural dimensional reduction attack against all demons and evil spirits!

Get rich!

Blood earned!

Chen Yuan was overjoyed, but he forced himself to keep a straight face.

"Sect Leader?"

Lin Xiao stared at the broken iron bar, and seeing that the sect leader did not move, he couldn't help but speak up.

Chen Yuan's expression changed slightly.

The initial panic and confusion vanished, replaced by absolute indifference.

He disdainfully threw the broken sword in his hand to the ground.

A dull thud.

Lin Xiao was stunned, not understanding this move.

"Even dust can hold sparks, and the ordinary can give rise to legends."

Chen Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, his voice deep and weathered: "This ordinary iron is ultimately unworthy of your resolve."

After saying that, he turned his back.

With a sudden flick of his wide sleeves, he swept his robe.

"Clang!"

A clear, penetrating dragon roar resounded throughout the hall.

Lin Xiao stared in disbelief!

A cold, ancient sword was casually tossed out by Chen Yuan.

With a "hiss" sound.

The sword's edge plunged straight into the bluestone bricks in front of Lin Xiao, causing the hilt to tremble violently.

The wisps of sword energy emanating from it stung Lin Xiao's cheeks!

What an incredible weapon!

He had seen the Immortal Master's sword from afar in the main city, but compared to the one in front of him, it was simply a toy!

"This 'Demon Slayer' has been gathering dust with me for a long time. Today, I'm handing it over to you."

Chen Yuan didn't even turn his head, his tone extremely casual, "Go, but don't tarnish my reputation."

This seat?!

Lin Xiao felt a chill run down his spine.

It turns out that the sect leader had been hiding his true abilities all along!

This dilapidated sect and this overwhelming beast tide are not the end of the road.

It was a monumental test set up by the sect leader!

Everything makes sense now!

Otherwise, how could the sect leader remain completely calm when faced with monsters surrounding the mountain?

Otherwise, how could someone so easily pull out such a powerful weapon from their sleeve?!

The sect leader is testing my resolve!

Having figured out this logic, Lin Xiao was so excited that he trembled all over, and his eyes turned red.

"thump!"

The boy slammed his knees to the ground and kowtowed three times to Chen Yuan's back, drawing blood from his forehead.

"Disciple Lin Xiao...kowtows to thank the Sect Leader for passing on the sword! I will never let the Sect Leader down!"

The boy's voice was tinged with tears, yet it also carried a chilling, menacing aura.

Hearing the commotion, Chen Yuan's lips curled into a wild smile.

He gave a perfunctory "hmm" and waved to signal that he should get to work.

Lin Xiao suddenly leaped up and pulled the Demon-Slaying Sword from the ground.

The moment the sword hilt touched my hand, a powerful and domineering warm current rushed straight to my limbs and bones.

The body, which had been on the verge of collapse, was instantly revived.

He turned and stared intently at the wolf demon outside the hall, which was still tearing the house apart, and revealed a vicious smile.

"You beast, how dare you act so presumptuously in the Guiyuan Sect!"

Swish!

Lin Xiao transformed into a blur, wielding his sword and leaping forward, charging straight out of the gate.

There was absolutely no entanglement.

"Pfft!"

A soft sound.

The century-old wolf demon, whose size was comparable to that of a small calf, didn't even have a chance to react.

The enormous wolf head flew into the sky, and foul-smelling wolf blood gushed out.

With a swift stroke, the knife fell, and the enemy was instantly killed!

Lin Xiao, holding the blood-dripping demon-slaying sword, stared dumbfounded at the decapitated monster.

[Ding! Your disciple Lin Xiao has successfully killed a 'Centennial Wolf Demon', increasing the sect's fortune by 10!]

Lin Xiao's admiration for you has reached the limit, loyalty level 100 (die-hard)!