The Sketchy Gentleman Wants To Build A Sect?

Name: The Sketchy Gentleman Wants To Build A Sect?
Author: RGlover

by RGlover Ongoing

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Synopsis

The Sketchy Gentleman Synopsis

Marcus Chen was just a business and finance major binge-reading cultivation webnovels when he went to sleep.

He woke up inside one—in the middle of nowhere, dressed in a full Victorian suit, white gloves, top hat, and clutching a cane that definitely wasn't there before.

Oh, and there's a glowing System screen in his face.

[QUEST: Build the Strongest Fighting Force in the Realm]
[REWARD: Return Home]

In a world where mages weave reality, swordsmen cut through mountains, and cultivators ascend toward immortality, Marcus stands out for all the wrong reasons. His bizarre foreign clothes make people think he's either a vagrant, a madman, or some kind of suspicious wanderer.

Not so good for what hes planning.

Armed with modern business knowledge, ruthless economic theory, and a System that rewards organizational growth, Marcus sets out to build not just a sect—but a nation. Why settle for a traditional cultivation sect when you can create a government with departments, taxation systems, standardized currency, and legally binding contracts?

His recruitment pitch? "Join my sect and receive competitive compensation, merit-based advancement, and a comprehensive benefits package."

His negotiation strategy? Polite smiles, formal bows, and contract fine print that would make loan sharks weep with envy.

From "that weirdo in the weird clothes" to the most feared man in the world, Marcus will scam, scheme, and systematize his way to the top. One lopsided trade agreement at a time.

After all, why conquer the world with a sword when you can own it with a contract?

In a realm of martial arts and mystical powers, the most dangerous weapon isn't a blade—it's a business degree and compound interest.

A cultivation nation-building novel where the MC's greatest technique is exploiting market inefficiencies, everyone wears Victorian formal wear, and "face" means something very different when you're reading the fine print.