My Disciples Think This Is a Game by Crystal Rock Sugar

After transmigrating into a world of cultivation, he inherited exactly one thing: A ruined sect. The mountains were barren, the halls were empty, and the surrounding wilderness was crawling with monsters and hostile races. Rebuilding the sect should have been impossible. Then he discovered the sect’s strange little assistant could summon “players” from another world. From that moment on, everything changed. Land that had been abandoned for centuries was cleared overnight by players who treated farming as a hidden quest. Monsters that once terrorized the region were worn down by endless waves of fearless challengers. Invading enemies expected to conquer a dying sect, only to be chased all the way back home by people who thought war loot was an event reward. Some players brought body-tempering techniques back to reality and became world-class fighters. Some turned melodies from the cultivation world into hit songs. The sect master watched it all happen with growing satisfaction. At least, he would have been completely satisfied if certain players would stop following him around every day, convinced that he was hiding a legendary questline.

Adult • Fantasy/LitRPG • Fantasy/Wuxia and Xianxia • Fantasy/Progression Fantasy • Fantasy

Content Warning: Fantasy violence, monster attacks, death, and occasional descriptions of injury.