10,000x Cultivation: I Gain Power by Adopting Training Acolytes

**Southern Cloud Province, Immortal Dao Continent.**​The recruitment ceremony for the Spirit Immortal Sect was in full swing. By dawn, hundreds of young men and women had already gathered at the venue."The Ninth Elder has arrived!"A clear announcement rang out as a handsome young man in white robes strode into the center of the square."That's the Ninth Elder? He looks so young!""And so handsome! I want to be his disciple!""Are you insane? Never choose him as your master! The Ninth Elder is infamous here!""Infamous? Why?""He once cultivated so recklessly that he suffered a qi deviation, shattered his golden core, and fell from the Nascent Soul Realm back to the Foundation Establishment Stage. Still think he's impressive?""Yikes! Definitely not joining his faction!"As the whispers of the crowd reached his ears, Zhang Yun sighed inwardly. Even these newcomers know about my reputation… What a mess my predecessor left behind!Five days ago, he had been an ordinary man on Earth, struck by a sudden illness. When he awoke, he found himself transmigrated into the body of the Spirit Immortal Sect's Ninth Elder—a man who shared his name but carried a mountain of baggage.At first, Zhang Yun had been thrilled. Becoming a sect elder? A high-status start! But his excitement crumbled as he absorbed the memories of his new identity.Just half a month earlier, the original Ninth Elder had recklessly attempted a forbidden cultivation technique, shattering his golden core and plummeting from the Nascent Soul Realm to the Foundation Establishment Stage. Worse yet, someone had leaked the news, turning him into a laughingstock across the sect.During yesterday's high council meeting, multiple elders had petitioned the sect master to strip Zhang Yun of his title. In the Spirit Immortal Sect, only those at the Nascent Soul Realm or higher could hold the rank of elder.The sect master had neither agreed nor refused. Instead, he issued a decree: At the annual disciple competition three months later, all elders would be ranked based on their disciples' performance. If Zhang Yun's faction ranked within the top three, he would retain his position. If not, he'd be demoted.The verdict drew no objections. After all, Zhang Yun currently had no disciples. Even fielding participants for the competition seemed impossible.So much for a high-status start—this is a nightmare! Resigned to his fate, Zhang Yun had come to the recruitment ceremony as a last-ditch effort to find disciples.But the situation looked grim. The skeptical glances from the crowd made his stomach twist. Steeling himself, he ascended the elders' platform."Well, well! Look who finally showed up!" A mocking voice cut through the air.Zhang Yun turned to see a green-robed man with narrow, snake-like eyes—Meng Zhong, the Tenth Elder. The man had always resented Zhang Yun's predecessor, who had outpaced him in cultivation, combat techniques, and mission efficiency. Now, with Zhang Yun's fall from grace, Meng Zhong reveled in his misery."Here to collect scraps?" Meng Zhong sneered. "Even a beggar wouldn't take disciples from you!""Does the Tenth Elder have nothing better to do than bark like a stray dog?" Zhang Yun retorted coolly, taking his seat.Meng Zhong's face darkened, but before he could retaliate, a crane's cry echoed from the skies. A massive white crane descended, carrying a middle-aged man in violet robes—the sect master, a bona fide Nascent Soul Realm expert.The crowd erupted in awe. In the Immortal Dao Continent, power reigned supreme. Nascent Soul cultivators stood among the continent's elite, and the sect master's presence exuded an aura of invincibility.Zhang Yun clenched his fists, a surge of determination rising within him. If I had that kind of strength…Suddenly, his vision blurred. A resonant voice boomed in his mind:​"The Celestial Master's Realm has awakened!"​​In an instant, the world around him vanished. He stood in a boundless white void, surrounded by swirling orbs of light.Is this… a cheat system? Heart racing, Zhang Yun reached for the nearest orb.**Whoosh!**​The orb dissolved into his palm, flooding his mind with knowledge.​"Ability Acquired: Celestial Insight!"​​The voice echoed again: ​​"Next activation requires accepting a disciple."​​Before Zhang Yun could process this, the void collapsed, hurling him back to reality.