He transmigrated, and even got a system, but William Lynn is under immense pressure.

System main quest: William Lynn must found a sect, establish the greatest sect in history, and become the first patriarch himself.

So, in order to become the greatest patriarch in history, William Lynn begins his struggle.

"Your name is Henry Stone? Born supreme, but your cousin plotted against you, and now your own father has left you in a small mountain village? Come, come, follow your master. Let’s show those people that the justice they owe must be repaid!"

"Your name is Edward Shaw? Once a genius, now a loser, and your fiancée even came to your door to break off the engagement and humiliate you? Come, come, follow your master. Let’s show that girl what it means to never look down on a poor youth!"

"Your name is James Jewell? A concubine’s son in a marquis’ household, suppressed by your father, and your mother, once a saintess, was killed by others? Come, come, follow your master. Let’s show your father that in this world, nothing is greater than... no, reason is the greatest!"

Chapter 1: The Damn System

Late at night, pitch black, but the vast mountains were anything but peaceful. Ferocious beasts roamed, their roars shaking the land, trees quivering, and leaves rustling down.

Another beast’s roar sounded. William Lynn shrank his neck, brushed off the leaves that had fallen on him, and looked at the mountains in the darkness, sighing inwardly—this place is truly nothing like Earth.

William Lynn sat dazed under a tree. Across from him, several burly youths eyed him with disdain. A chubby boy even shouted at William Lynn, "We didn’t keep an outsider like you in the village just to feed you for nothing. Hurry up and get to work!"

William Lynn snapped back to reality, said nothing, patted his butt, and walked away.

Behind him, the chubby boy snorted, "Useless waste, not even as strong as a child. He should just be thrown into the mountains to be eaten by beasts!"

William Lynn curled his lip. I’m a transmigrator from Earth—how can I compete with you brutes in strength?

This world, Tianyuan, is ruled by cultivators.

The Wolf Village before him was just a small settlement in the vast mountains. There were no cultivators here, but every villager trained hard in martial arts, building up their strength—women and children included.

Only this way could they survive in a world overrun by ferocious beasts, where even ancient relic species might appear.

Just like now, even though it was late at night, the young and strong of the village still went into the mountains to hunt. Many prey were nocturnal, and though night hunting was dangerous, the rewards were greater.

The villagers were used to this life. The children left in the village didn’t sleep either, gathering to spar and play, waiting for their elders to return from hunting.

Even the little kids with runny noses casually played with stone locks weighing dozens or even hundreds of pounds, while a group of teenagers competed to see who could lift the giant cauldron at the village entrance, weighing over a thousand pounds.

William Lynn looked at these little brutes and sighed inwardly. Compared to them, he really did seem like a weakling.

But this didn’t make William Lynn feel discouraged. Though people gossiped about him behind his back, he still managed to stay in this Wolf Village with his gift of gab. What truly troubled him was the new thing in his mind.

The Super Patriarch System.

At first, William Lynn was delighted, thinking transmigration came with perks, but the first rule in the system’s instructions chilled him halfway.

"System main quest: The host must found a sect, establish the greatest sect in this world, and become the first patriarch."

"The main quest is divided into stages. Each stage must be completed within a set time. If you fail, the host will be erased!"

William Lynn stared at the system instructions, especially the last line—"host will be erased"—speechless for a long time, finally squeezing out a few words through gritted teeth: "Damn it!"

After his anger passed, William Lynn helplessly read the quest details. He wasn’t about to risk testing the system to see if it could really erase him. He’d just arrived in this world and hadn’t even settled in—he didn’t want to die again.

Main Quest 1.0—Recruit four personal disciples.

Quest description: Even a wandering cultivator who wants to pass on his legacy must take disciples. The most important resource for any sect is always people—talented disciples. Great teachers produce great students, but great teachers are hard to find, and great students even harder.

Time limit: One year. If not completed in time, the host will be erased.

"Damn it!" William Lynn sighed. I’m just a newbie who’s just transmigrated, as tender as a fresh cabbage. Shouldn’t I be looking for a master to cling to instead?

System bro, at least give me a manual so I can recruit disciples. I have nothing—what am I supposed to teach them? Just talk big and bluff?

Worse yet, the system said there was a newbie gift pack, but then told him the gift system was malfunctioning and the newbie pack would be delayed, making William Lynn feel that things could always get worse.

The exchange system was open, and all sorts of good stuff were dazzling—spirit pills, magical treasures, cultivation techniques, divine abilities—anything you could imagine, it had.

The problem was, everything required exchange points, and William Lynn didn’t have even a single point right now, so he could only roll his eyes at the system.