I transmigrated into a cultivation world with only three days left to live, but the System wants me to take in a disciple with an exceptional spiritual root.
In my despair, I placed my hand on the head of a mutt, and the detection window suddenly erupted in seven-colored light.
At the discipleship ceremony, the cultivation world laughed at me for making a mutt perform the formal bow of a disciple.
That was until the dog's paw touched the spirit-testing stone, and primordial pressure crushed the sect's gate plaque.
The System notification sounded: "Lifespan reward issued. New task: Tear down the Ancestral Hall and build a public restroom within three days."
The rival sects jeered outside the gate: "You can't even protect your Ancestral Hall, so why bother keeping your sect open?"
The mutt suddenly spoke in a human voice: "I think the restroom is an excellent idea."
