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The day Li Ming became a legend (by accident...again) part -1

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The sun had barely climbed over the Azure Sky Sect when Li Ming woke up to the sound of disaster.

Not thunder.

Not swords clashing.

Worse—his alarm chicken crowed directly into his ear.

"Wha—Bai Guo! Why are you screaming like you've seen a ghost?!"

The chicken folded his wings smugly. "Because it's Cleaning Duty Day."

Li Ming's sleepy brain froze. "…Wait, what?"

Bai Guo nodded seriously. "Sect Leader said everyone must clean. That includes you, Descendant. No excuses."

Li Ming groaned. "I literally just survived an arc! Can't I get one peaceful day?!"

Bai Guo grinned. "Nope."

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The courtyard shone with buckets, mops, and brushes. Disciples stood in neat rows, ready for battle—except one.

Li Ming stood there like a man marching to his doom.

He tied a towel around his head like a bandana. "If I don't come back, tell Lan Yue… to burn my laundry."

A senior disciple tossed him a broom. "You're in charge of the herb garden. Don't touch anything glowing."

Li Ming frowned. "Why would herbs glow?"

"They've been… mutating."

Li Ming blinked. "Of course they have."

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He began sweeping, muttering, "How hard can this be?"

The broom got stuck.

He tugged. The ground tugged back.

"…That's not normal."

Bai Guo squinted. "Uh-oh."

The ground rumbled, and the herbs rose up, roots wriggling like angry noodles.

Li Ming yelped, "I didn't mean to wake you up!" and ran across the courtyard, chased by a mob of flying mint leaves.

One disciple screamed, "He's angered the herbs again!"

Sect Leader rubbed his forehead on the balcony. "It's always him."

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Li Ming reached for a bucket. "Water! That'll help!"

Bai Guo shouted, "WAIT—"

Too late. Li Ming dumped the bucket.

The herbs doubled in size.

"That was spirit water, descendant!"

The mint flexed. Li Ming paled. "Bai Guo… it's got abs."

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Thinking fast (which was rare), Li Ming pulled out his jade slip. "Alright, cultivation energy, do your thing!"

He focused qi.

BOOM!

A shockwave sent the mint flying… and knocked five trees sideways.

Li Ming coughed, "See? Totally under control!"

Bai Guo pointed. "The pond's on fire."

"…Mostly under control."

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By noon, Li Ming collapsed onto a bench, covered in soot and leaves.

Bai Guo fluttered beside him. "You look like you fought a war."

"I fought a broom."

"And lost?"

"I tripped over it three times."

He opened his lunch box, smiling. "At least food can't attack me."

He took a bite. Something wriggled.

He froze. "…Bai Guo. My bun moved."

The chicken sniffed it. "That's a frog."

Li Ming spat it out instantly. "WHY IS THERE A FROG IN MY LUNCH?!"

The chef shouted from across the courtyard, "Kitchen's under renovation! You get what you get!"

Bai Guo chuckled. "Maybe it's a lucky frog."

Li Ming slumped. "Then I'm cursed with luck."

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Just when he thought the day couldn't get worse—

"Li Ming!" shouted a courier. "You've been chosen to organize scrolls!"

Li Ming's eyes widened. "You want me near fragile ancient paper?!"

The courier nodded. "Sect Leader's orders."

Bai Guo sighed. "Rest in peace, history."

Inside the dusty library, Li Ming sneezed. One shelf shook.

He caught it. "See? No disasters!"

The shelf creaked.

Bai Guo slowly stepped back. "…You just jinxed it."

CRASH!

Scrolls rained from above like confetti.

Li Ming groaned, buried under knowledge. "I… learned something."

The Sect Leader's voice echoed, "LI MING! STEP AWAY FROM DELICATE OBJECTS!"

Li Ming weakly raised a hand. "Yes, Sect Leader…"

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At sunset, disciples prepared glowing lanterns for the night. Li Ming, somehow, got assigned to light them.

Bai Guo gasped. "Descendant, no—"

FWOOSH!

Half the lanterns caught fire, floating off like heroic meteors.

Li Ming blinked. "...Pretty."

Bai Guo smacked his wing against his face. "Also illegal."

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By nightfall, Li Ming stood in the courtyard, dripping pond water, covered in soot, and wearing ribbons for some reason.

The Sect Leader sighed. "You destroyed more than you cleaned."

Li Ming grinned nervously. "But I gave the sect… fireworks!"

"…And a fine from the city."

Bai Guo puffed up proudly. "At least he's consistent."

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Li Ming raised a hand weakly. "So… can I rest now?"

The Sect Leader groaned. "No. You're cleaning the roof tomorrow."

Li Ming blinked. "There's a roof?"

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> To Be Continued in Part 2...

Because when the moon rises, the real disaster begins —

A ghost, a mystery, and Li Ming's worst enemy yet: a broom possessed by pride.

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