You Ascend, Why Not Take the Sect?

Lu Xian transmigrated and became a menial sweeper at Leichi. While others cultivate hard to master sword flight, he only learned one trick: redirecting accumulated ownerless heavenly tribulations to a new target. Qinglan Sect owed him 300 spirit stones for shipping fees, but kept its gates shut and refused to pay. Lu Xian sat outside for a while, then looked up and assessed: this mountain-protecting gate was made of excellent material and had received 3,700 years of incense offerings—a true elder. "How about I attach an ascension tribulation to the gate and see what happens?" Tribulation clouds loomed overhead, and the entire sect vomited blood defending the formation. After the last heavenly thunderbolt struck, everyone had just breathed a sigh of relief when they watched helplessly as the mountain gate, bathed in immortal light, rose from the ground and ascended on its own. Lu Xian dusted himself off and stepped through the empty gap in the foundation: "Now that the gate is gone, can I go to the accounting office to settle the bill?" From then on, the trend in the cultivation world changed. Sword cultivators clung desperately to their retired life-bound swords, the disciplinary hall burned the sect's old bench overnight, and the big shots of various sects would glance at Lu Xian, then nervously glance at their own ancestral properties. And Lu Xian really had no grand ambitions. He was just a grudge-holding, protective sweeper who wanted to save more money. In his spare time, he casually checked what other old objects in the cultivation world wanted to take the first step. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: You Ascend, Why Not Take the Sect? — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠