My name is Qu Fu. After a year as a cultivation trainee, I successfully switched professions and became a saber cultivator.
When I was thirteen, I won first place and joined my top-choice sect: the Outer Sect's Qunyu Cliff.
It was all for the System's mission: restore the glory of saber cultivators!
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The System is a heartless mission-grinding machine, and my sect is the lowest of the low.
My master is amazingly good at preserving his looks. When I was four chi tall, he was six chi six. When I was seven chi tall, he was still six chi six. He secretly propped himself up with eighteen useless cultivation manuals whenever he sat down, just to look more imposing.
My senior brother wears white from head to toe. I eat roast chicken while he drinks tea; I eat candied fruit skewers while he drinks tea. Before heading out, he flips a coin to decide which foot to step forward with first. He's top of the class in divination, second in laundry, and naps while hugging his saber, brimming with invincible confidence.
My junior brother says one thing and means another. I say I want to go up the mountain to steal chickens, and he says he wants to go fishing in the lake. He's more competitive than a spring roll, reaching Foundation Establishment in three years and Core Formation in five. If he tries again, he'll have to delete his character and start over with cheats.
I thought cultivation meant asking the Great Dao questions with a saber in hand, beating up sword cultivators, spell cultivators, and artifact cultivators.
Instead, I'm either cleaning up after my master or on my way to clean up after my junior brother, and along the way I'm eating gossip, the juiciest gossip.
The System says even someone named Avada hasn't devoured as much juicy gossip as I have.
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System: [Detected: Host's master is afflicted by a deep curse; Host's junior brother is consumed by inner demons; Host's senior brother...]
Wait, Senior Brother, are you going to make me clean up after you too?
My senior brother gave me a confident smile. "Come on, Junior Sister. Let's go beat up some sword cultivators together!"
System: [Host's senior brother is a husky.]
[Reader's Guide]
1. Six chi six is about 1.58 to 1.61 meters, using the Han dynasty chi.
2. A deliberately made-up cultivation story, probably silly comedy, happy ending.
22/10/7
Theme: The saber carries the Dao, and even the grasses and trees remain green.
