Everyone says the Xuantian Sect is unfathomably powerful.
Blowing up the furnace is a necessary part of alchemy, demolishing the mountain gate is body-tempering practice, and the sect master has been in seclusion for ten years to study the secrets of heaven.
Only I know the truth: the junior sister blows up the furnace three times a day, the senior brother cuts himself before he even starts practicing his sword, the mountain gate's pillars are crooked, and the storeroom has only three spirit stones left.
I'm the only normal person in the whole sect, and every day I clean up after these lunatics.
Until the settlement sheet smacks me in the face: cultivation +18 days.
So all this time, I wasn't cleaning up after them. I was cultivating.
A notice of expulsion hangs over our heads. Ninety days.
I turned this bunch of lunatics into the greatest sect under heaven.
