When Lin Ming woke up, he traveled through time and became the master of the Xuanjian Sect.
Before he had time to enjoy himself, he was beaten to the doorstep by the hostile sect, and the elder actually ran away with his disciples!
There are only a few crooked melons and cracked jujubes left in the entire Xuanjian Sect!
I don’t deserve to be the master of this sect!
Lin Ming was preparing to apply oil on the soles of his feet…
Ding! The system is coming!
A certain disciple: Sect Master, we are surrounded!
Lin Ming: Don’t panic, stand behind me.