[Sect construction + happy cultivation + nonsensical + funny]
"I declare again, we are a sect here, not a pig farm!"
"What?! You said that's a pigsty! That's obviously a training room!"
"What pig feed processing factory? That's my sect's Alchemy Pavilion!"
"I told you that that's not a farm tool forging factory, that's a weapon refining pavilion!"
"He is not a veterinarian, he is the eldest disciple of our sect, and what he is holding is not veterinary acupuncture, it is Tiangang Life-Sustaining Needle."
"You said he was doing acupuncture on pigs? No, no, you were wrong. He was doing experiments on spiritual animals."
"Also... That's not a pig, that's our sect's sacred animal."
"The person next to it is not a pig-killer. He is the second disciple of our sect. The knife in his hand is not a pig-killer. It is a sky-breaking blade, a divine weapon that can shatter the void!"
"How do you explain the man carrying swill?" Everyone asked, pointing to a young man wearing rubber shoes and a bamboo hat, carrying a load of swill on his shoulders.
"Oh, he is not from our sect." Zhu Yuanzhuang said without hesitation.
Disciple, don't blame me for not recognizing you as my master. It's really the way you dress that damages the sect's image.
Even though Zhu Yuanzhuang tried every possible means to quibble, no one in the world of immortal cultivators believed him.
Until many years later.
The eldest disciple stabbed a certain holy land elder to the core with one needle.
The second disciple shattered the void with a butcher's knife.
The three disciples took over the Zhuxian Sword Formation with a pair of swill buckets.
The sect's holy beast swallowed the real dragon in one bite...
Only then did all the major holy places wake up: "No, are you serious?!!"
