Be a Passerby in the World of Cultivation

Hello everyone, my name is Xie Huanyi, and my profession is to be a Mary Sue heartthrob in different novels. My work partners are very friendly to me. As long as I wink at them and say "How could they do this to you?", They will complete their own strategies through brainstorming and charge forward one after another for me. At the beginning, I was full of enthusiasm for this job where I could exceed KPIs with just a smile. However, after going through this boring and cliche plot a hundred and eighty times, I was tired of such a boring and uninteresting life. The system said my place is called Versailles. I said: Ah, yes, yes, who should choose me or Mary Sue? So I decided to strike. The consequence of the strike was that the plot line collapsed into a mess. My work partners who had been working well together knelt down in front of me crying and begging me to look at them. They looked even more sad than their dead parents. In order to punish me, Heaven ruthlessly sent me to the world of cultivation where the jungle prevails, and cursed me to live forever as a passer-by who was only worthy of sweeping the floor in front of the sect. He has mixed spiritual roots and qualifications. The appearance of disappearing when thrown into the crowd. And the background of the top match in the first bowl. It's so good. Holding the broom in my hand, I secretly made up my mind that I must take root among the grassroots this time, and rely on my unremitting efforts to create a good story in the world of cultivation that God rewards those who work hard. As time passed, I became more and more skilled at sweeping the door, and the people in the sect looked at me more and more strangely, until I heard someone next to me exclaim again - "She actually knows this trick!" This is a familiar plot. This old-fashioned development. This is a dangerous direction. I couldn't bear it and threw the broom in my hand hard on his face. Idiot. Shouldn't this be the simplest approach? I finally got it. To become a qualified passerby, personal efforts are far from enough. Only if everyone in the sect is a genius can I live a peaceful and hard-working life. Then these fussy disciples of the sect will understand that the speed of foundation building in three months is normal, that it is normal for the outer disciples to be able to wield a sword, and that it is normal to occasionally refine some high-grade elixirs to make a living. Please—— As a passerby without a golden finger, if you don't even know these things, how can you make a living from the protagonist? This is normal, isn't it? Copy written on March 6, 2024 Mission: God rewards those who work hard