After Sweeping the Grounds for Three Thousand Years, the Ancestor Called Me Junior Brother

Gu Changsheng is the lowest-ranked menial in the Yunxiao Sect. The spirit-testing stone can't even be bothered to light up for him.

No one knows that he has been sweeping the sect's grounds for three thousand years. The prodigies of his generation became founding patriarchs, then turned to dust. The people who bullied him came and went, and the grass on their graves grew three feet tall, but he kept sweeping.

Sweeping the ground led him to the Great Dao. Carrying water taught him its true meaning. He tended the fire for five hundred years, until even the God of Fire called him a master.

But he doesn't dare use what he's learned. Every time he draws on the Great Dao, the "gaze" in the heavens looks his way. Each extra glance costs him a year of his life.

Then one day, the Supreme Grand Ancestor emerged from eight hundred years of seclusion. After searching through three thousand years of records, he asked with red-rimmed eyes:

"That menial who served me porridge three thousand years ago... was that you?"