Who Stipulates That Cultivating Immortals Must Take the Exam?

Chen Guan, an outer disciple of the Taixu Sect, handles two things every day: the feces of spiritual beasts, and the never-ending supply of contribution points. The steward said, if we can't get it together, we'll get out. As he spoke, the tea cup in his hand was steaming, and on the wall behind him hung the Taixu Sect's Outer Sect Management Regulations. Eighty-seven articles were written in black and white, none of which had been implemented. Then something came to Chen Guan's mind. Don't say any nonsense, just give tasks. The first task: reject the manager's unreasonable overtime request and point out which regulations he violated. Chen Guan walked to the notice board and stood for a while. Those words had been gathering dust for many years, and finally someone wiped them with their eyes. The steward didn't know that the person standing in front of him was not a newcomer waiting to die. A regional manager who has managed more than 200 people in his previous life, what he is best at is not complaining about the system, but overturning it. Three months later, during the inner sect competition, someone asked him why he thought he could win. Chen Guan thought for a moment: "I can memorize all the rules of Taixu Sect. They made them, but they haven't read them themselves." Later, he turned over the outer door's account once, the inner door's account three times, and was stopped halfway through the Presbyterian's account. The person who stopped him said that you should try one more step forward. Chen Guan said, okay, you should reconcile this account first. At the end of the tribulation stage, Tiandao asked him what else he wanted to say. Chen Guan said it was nothing. Just came to check the account.