All My Disciples Are Clowns, Yet They Rule the Cultivation World!

Cangxuan Continent was a vast and chaotic realm. Tens of thousands of races roamed, demonic beasts prowled the lands, and aliens occasionally crashed the party. Heavenly artifacts and mortal treasures were scattered like cheap trinkets, waiting to be picked up by the next fool—or lucky soul—who dared to claim them.

Here, cultivation wasn’t just a hobby; it was a deadly game where those who cultivated could move mountains, shift seas, and, if they were lucky, become gods. The strong dominated, the weak were crushed, and the smart ones? They found loopholes and exploited every single one of them.

One such genius stood in the Northern Spirit Realm, the most barren wasteland in all of Cangxuan.

Inside a crumbling Great Hall, two figures faced each other—one old and wrinkled, the other young and entirely too confident.

The elder, Wang Ping, stroked his long white beard, his eyes filled with disbelief.

“He Yiming, are you sure this is where you want to establish your sect?” His voice was filled with concern, as if He Yiming was about to pour gasoline on a fire and then jump in.

He gestured around the hall, clearly disgusted. “This sect was annihilated a hundred years ago! This place is called the ‘Realm of Extreme Desolation’ for a reason! There’s not a single living soul within a thousand miles, not even a cockroach!”

He Yiming, the audacious young man, simply smirked. “Yes, I’m absolutely sure.” His eyes sparkled with madness—or was it genius?

Wang Ping sighed, clearly done with the madness. “Alright, kid. You want to kill yourself? I won’t stop you. It’s your funeral.” He handed over a gleaming First Rank Sect Seal and continued, “Drip your blood essence on the seal, imprint it on the Great Hall, and your sect will be registered. You’ll be the official Sect Master of... whatever disaster you're about to unleash.”

In the cultivation world, sects were ranked from First Rank to Sixth Rank, with the Sixth Rank being the highest among regular sects. Above them, there were the legendary Sacred Lands—mysterious and powerful factions that stood far above the rest. In the entire Northern Spirit Realm, there is only one such Sacred Land.

The First Rank Sect was the lowest tier, but establishing one granted the right to build a sect and start a path to power. Without approval from a higher authority or heaven-defying strength, any unauthorized sect would face destruction from all other factions.

He Yiming nodded, confident in his ridiculous decision. He bit his finger, letting blood drip onto the seal, then slammed it into the formation in the hall.

A brilliant golden light surged, filling the hall with radiance. Outside, the ancient stone tablet shuddered, and fresh new words appeared:

—Flame Emperor Sect—

Wang Ping nodded sagely. “Alright, that’s done. In one month, I’ll return to escort you for the first round of the academy’s examination.”@@novelbin@@

He Yiming grinned. “Nine Heavens Dao Academy sure is thorough, huh?”

Wang Ping snorted. “Of course! The Nine Heavens Dao Academy is THE powerhouse of the Northern Spirit Realm! They don't just teach cultivation; they teach everything—management, tactics, scam artistry (ahem, I mean, economic warfare), and how to get out of the most embarrassing situations! Even more importantly, it trains and teaches successors and outstanding talents from all major powers, ensuring that only the most capable and resourceful make it through. If you want to rise to the top, you can't afford to overlook the Academy's lessons in these critical areas!"

He Yiming nodded, understanding the immense value the Nine Heavens Dao Academy could offer. It wasn't just a place for honing cultivation skills, but also the key to mastering the strategies that could elevate a sect—and its leader—into legendary status

Wang Ping cleared his throat and continued. “Only the top ten graduates from Nine Heavens Dao Academy get to establish their own sects. And you, He Yiming, are one of them.”

“No pressure, right?” Wang Ping added, his tone oozing sarcasm. “Fail the exam, and you’ll be the first graduate in history to be banished to the trash heap of failed sect masters!”

He Yiming rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah. Anything else to add?.”

With a hearty chuckle, Wang Ping vanished into the void, leaving He Yiming to face his sect-sized crisis alone

The old man was a notary from the Nine Heavens Dao Academy, tasked with overseeing assessments and ensuring that the candidates adhered to the academy's rigorous standards..  

Just as He Yiming began contemplating his questionable life choices, a familiar voice echoed in his mind.

DING!
【Host has met the activation conditions by becoming a Sect Master!】
【The Strongest Sect System is now activated!】

He Yiming’s heart fluttered. “Finally!” His eyes watered with joy. “I’m going to finally make this work!”

He Yiming wasn’t originally from this world. He had transmigrated from Earth, and the day he arrived, a mysterious system had greeted him.

But there was a catch: the system refused to activate unless he became a Sect Master.

And to become a Sect Master, one had to either be born with absurd power or come from a ridiculously strong family. Unfortunately, He Yiming was neither.

So, he did the only logical thing: he joined Nine Heavens Dao Academy, the most prestigious institution in the realm.

For four agonizing years, He Yiming suffered through brutal training, learned about all the cultivation theories, honed his scam skills, and perfected the art of looking far stronger than he actually was.

And now… he had finally earned the right to establish his own sect. The Flame Emperor Sect, to be precise!

He immediately tuned into the system for the latest update.

DING!
【Binding to the host…】
【System binding the sect…】

DING!
【Activation successful!】
【Successfully bound to the Flame Emperor Sect!】

DING!
【Activating sign-in system!】
【Activating mission system!】

DING!
【New Sect Mission: Recruit 50 Disciples Within 3 Days!】
【Mission completion time will affect evaluation. Higher evaluation = better rewards!】

After listening carefully, He Yiming began to contemplate the given mission.

He Yiming could upgrade the “Strongest Sect System” as he continued to develop his sect, thus increasing the latter’s strength! Along with it, he could also unlock more of the system’s functions and get stronger through it.

But for now, everything else took little priority than signing in and collecting the day-1 sign-in reward.

This was the reason why He Yiming chose to establish his sect in this god-forsaken place, where no one dwelled in a radius of a thousand miles!

He wanted to locate a place with a sparse populace, keep a low profile, and peacefully develop his sect. He would sign-in every day and receive rewards. Wasn’t he smart?

What was the most dangerous aspect of the cultivation world?

It wasn’t the presence of the ferocious demonic beasts–not to mention the dangerous environment–but the human heart! How could He Yiming not understand this?

DING!
【Sign-in successful!】
【Sign-in reward: Disciple Recruitment System!】

DING!
【Failed to detect any humans within 1000 miles.】

DING!
【Disciple Recruitment System has been upgraded to Multi-Dimensional Disciple Recruitment System!】

He Yiming’s eyes practically popped out of his head. “Wait, WHAT?!”

DING!
【Host can now summon living souls from their home world! Their souls will travel through realms, inhabit new bodies, and become disciples of the sect!】

He Yiming could barely contain his excitement. “It’s like a VR game! I can recruit Earthlings to join my sect and treat them like they’re just playing a game!”

And the best part? Even if these new “disciples” died in battle, they wouldn’t truly die—they’d just respawn!

He Yiming laughed maniacally. “Cultivation world, you have no idea what's coming!”

He Yiming grinned wickedly as the summoning process began.

He was about to call forth a new breed of players—the Fourth Calamity—from his world. Their only purpose? To help him scam, cheat, and conquer this cultivation realm.

What could possibly go wrong?

“System, begin the summoning!”

And so, the world trembled, for the Fourth Calamity had begun…