10,000 Years In A Cultivation Sect: I Obtained A Powerful Technique From The Start

Jiang Ming spent years telling himself he just wasn’t cut out for anything big. He transmigrated into a cultivation world, landed a spot in the Jiuyang Sect, and worked harder than almost anyone around him, except hard work only gets you so far when your talent’s just average. His progress crawled along at the kind of pace that nobody bothers marking him as threat, and honestly he made peace with that. Survive, don’t tick off the wrong people, grow old on some quiet mountain, that was his whole idea.

Then things got suddenly weird.

A system shows up, but instead of throwing him at monsters or impossible quests, it starts rewarding stuff on like everyday menial stuffs like cooking breakfast, chopping firewood, tending the vegetable patch, even just getting good sleep. He figures it’s glitched at first. Except his cultivation starts climbing faster than disciples who spend every waking hour fighting each other for scraps of opportunity.

So now hiding his strength matters just as much as building it, and the system’s happy to help with that too. While the “talented” disciples go chasing fame in secret realms, Jiang Ming’s still up on Chuyang Peak growing cabbages and brewing tea, playing the same forgettable senior brother he’s always been, quietly turning into one of the strongest people in the sect while nobody’s paying attention.

That quiet life probably would’ve lasted forever if not for Zi Linglong, his junior sister who trails after him asking a hundred questions and stirring up harmless trouble. Except she’s not as harmless as she looks, she’s carrying memories from a past life, one where she stood near the very top of the cultivation world.

Old enemies don’t stay buried forever though, and eventually Jiang Ming realizes hiding was never going to be permanent.