I FOUND A SYSTEM THAT HELPED ME TRAIN DISCIPLES

Getting hit by a truck is how this one starts, and then his soul lands in a cultivation world as a Sect Master whose disciples already worship him as a once-in-a-millennium genius. He was just trying to shake her hand. THE SYSTEM riding along in his head doesn't understand cultivation either, it just has feelings, and right now it feels like the girls lining up to join the sect are going to be a problem.

Every accident reads as mastery to them. Leaning on a cracked formation stone repairs it. A handshake clears a spiritual blockage. The disciples kneel, the breakthroughs keep happening, and the line between training and something else gets thinner with every session, especially once dual cultivation gets brought up as "the most efficient method."

You run the sect, rack up devoted disciples who mistake your clumsiness for technique, and watch training sessions slide into something warmer, with the system quietly steering it all from behind your eyes. This is the initial release of the zone, so it's the setup more than the payoff.