You were put to guard a shabby mountain gate, yet all your disciples became Immortal Emperors.

My name is Lin Zhou. I transmigrated and all I wanted was to be a carefree mountain lord. But my disciples are all trouble-making machines! [Ding! The "three-year agreement" of my eldest disciple Xiao Fan is approaching. Please help him slap the Rong Ruo family in the face!] [Ding! The pain of my second disciple Shi Yi's bone-digging has flared up. Please help him rebuild his Dao foundation!] [Ding! The inner demons of my third disciple Ye Ge's rebirth have erupted. Please provide psychological counseling!] [Ding! My fourth disciple Leng Tian is talking to thin air again. Please translate!] I'm speechless. This isn't taking on disciples; it's like running a kindergarten! What's worse, why is that icy beauty, the Enforcement Hall Master Shen Han, staring at me all the time? Why is she blushing? And why is steam coming out of her head? (Shocked) Shen Han: "Mountain Lord Lin, I... I feel like there's something wrong with my cultivation technique. My heart is beating so fast..." Me: "..." No, I just wanted to be a quiet behind-the-scenes boss. Why are my disciples and Dao partners so clingy?! Help! My salted fish life is gone forever!