When I Decided to Found a Sect

Xiao Xiao woke up in a run-down temple. Her meridians were shattered, she had no money to her name, and she had amnesia from the start. She even had to find her name on a handkerchief soaked in blood. On her first day at the brink of starvation, she got something that was supposedly a System. It showed: Life remaining: three days. "Clean yourself within one hour. Reward: two buns." "Help the villagers drive away the wild boars and protect their crops. Reward: 15 days of life." "..." To stay alive, Xiao Xiao worked hard at her daily tasks and became a celebrated good girl in all the villages for miles around. That was until she picked up a scruffy little chick. "You have obtained a bound pet. Tasks are about to refresh. Please check them carefully." "Please try once more to embark on the path of cultivation. Reward: one year of life." "Please recover your lost memories. Reward: ten years of life." "Please establish a sect and become the leader of the cultivation world. Reward: immortality." Under these absurd tasks, Xiao Xiao's life took a new turn. The first step to founding a sect was to have a place to live, so Xiao Xiao began... working hard to lay the foundation. As she worked, she picked up a bloodied man who looked even worse off than she had at first, a blind old woman, a lame goatherd with a pointed beard, a mute woman wearing a mask, and a young man who coughed up blood as he walked... Looking at the room full of the old, the weak, and the disabled, Xiao Xiao was overcome with worry. She would have to work even harder to support everyone. The little girl hugged the chick as it struggled in her arms and cheered herself on, facing everyone each day with the enthusiasm of a little sun that never stopped spinning. Don't lose heart, don't give up. Staying alive is the greatest success. Xiao Xiao's sect was finally built through her tireless effort, and on its very first day, someone showed up to provoke them. But... before she could, as sect leader, stand up for everyone, the old, the weak, and the disabled from her impression smiled and patted her head. Then... She witnessed what it meant to be utterly crushed in a one-sided fight. On their first day as a sect, they became the strongest group in the area, and Xiao Xiao gained ten years of life. After that... She learned that the bloodied man was the Sword Sect's sword heir, who had turned from the righteous path to demonic cultivation; the old woman was the foremost fortune-teller who had discussed fate and life and death a century ago; the goatherd was a Deity Transformation cultivator who had severed ties with both the righteous and demonic paths; the mute woman had once been the cultivation world's number-one beauty; and the young man coughing up blood was the famously capricious Crown Prince of the demon race. Her scruffy little chick was, moreover, a phoenix that soared through the nine heavens. But Xiao Xiao eventually discovered that they were all abandoned, just like her. The cultivation world's Gui Ling Sect had a daughter, Nie Xiao, born to Venerable Xuan Zhe. From childhood, she was utterly ordinary, had little cultivation, and was mischievous by nature. Unlike her father and fellow disciples, she later grew jealous and deliberately trapped her junior sister, Fairy Yun Hua, in a secret realm. When her fellow disciples found out, the sect despised her. The Venerable punished her personally. After thirty-six lashes, she was expelled from the sect, dead or alive. No one remembered that Nie Xiao's childhood nickname was Ruyi. "She hated that name." The girl hailed as the next generation's cultivation prodigy looked at the Venerable, who was no longer young, and said coldly, "Ruyi, Ruyi. Nothing ever went her way." "I want you to remember this: from now on, there is no Nie Xiao, only Xiao Xiao. Neither she nor I have a surname." From then on, it wasn't these people who had abandoned Nie Xiao. Nie Xiao and Xiao Xiao were the ones who wanted nothing to do with them. Theme: Keep love and hope in your heart. Every day is a fresh start.