Morning sunlight warmed the Dustwind Hidden Valley Sect. Birds chirped softly. Wind rustled through newly blossomed trees. The entire valley seemed more alive than it had been in decades.
All because of one small girl sleeping on a bed the disciples had built overnight.
The bed was simple but spotless—made of the cleanest wood, polished until it gleamed. The floor around it sparkled. Even the walls looked newer, repaired in fear of offending their "ancestor."
Gu Wenhai, Lin Ruyin, and Jin Haru watched Miyu sleep like anxious parents guarding a holy relic.
"Should we wake her?" Lin Ruyin whispered.
Jin Haru immediately panicked. "DON'T!! Remember what happened with the cabbage leaf?!"
Gu Wenhai shuddered violently. "She might purify the entire mountain if startled…"
They all nodded:
Let the Ancestor sleep.
Let her do whatever she wants.
Do NOT disturb her.
Miyu shifted slightly.
They held their breath.
Then—
Her nose twitched.
Her eyes fluttered open.
She sat up, hair fluffy, pajamas wrinkled, hugging her pillow.
"…Hungry."
Gu Wenhai leapt to his feet, voice cracking. "F-Food! Quick, bring food!"
Jin Haru sprinted faster than he ever had in his life.
Lin Ruyin bowed so deeply her forehead hit the clean floor.
"A-Ancestor, we will bring you the cleanest meal immediately!"
Miyu rubbed her eyes sleepily.
She looked around.
"…Nice."
The disciples almost cried.
She praised something.
They survived another day.
Jin Haru rushed in carrying a tray of perfectly washed rice, steamed vegetables, and a bowl of clear soup. He knelt, arms trembling.
"A-Ancestor! Your meal!"
Miyu sniffed it.
"…Warm."
She took a bite.
The disciples held their breath.
Then she nodded once.
"…Good."
Jin Haru fainted dramatically. "THE ANCESTOR LIKES MY COOKING!!!"
Gu Wenhai dabbed his eyes with his robe.
"The heavens have blessed us…"
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✨ The Old Manual
After eating, Miyu looked around the room, her gaze drifting toward an old, worn-out book on a shelf.
"What's… this?"
Gu Wenhai rushed over, terrified.
"A-Ah! Ancestor, that is our humble sect's manual. It is simple… outdated… very weak—"
Miyu picked it up.
Her face instantly twisted.
"…Dirty."
The disciples froze.
Jin Haru whispered, "It's happening again—"
Lin Ruyin shook violently. "Please don't let her activate Clean Freak Mode inside the sect—"
But Miyu didn't activate it.
Instead—
She turned a page.
And frowned.
"…Weak."
Gu Wenhai bowed deeply in shame.
"Y-Yes, Ancestor… it is very weak…"
Miyu wasn't listening.
Because the system chimed.
> [DETECTED: LOW-LEVEL CULTIVATION TECHNIQUE]
[ACTIVATING CREATION SKILL]
A soft golden glow formed in her eyes.
She recalled a breathing technique she once read in a manga.
Slow inhale…
Slow exhale…
She whispered:
"…Solar Heart Breathing…"
The system reacted instantly.
> [TECHNIQUE RECORDED]
[UPGRADING USING HOST'S DIVINE ENERGY]
[CREATING NEW MANUAL…]
Wind roared inside the room.
The wooden bed rattled.
Loose papers swirled in a golden vortex.
Lin Ruyin clung to the wall.
"IS SHE CALLING THE HEAVENS?!"
Jin Haru screamed, "HER EYES ARE GLOWING!!"
Gu Wenhai fell to his knees.
"THIS IS A DIVINE REVELATION—WE ARE WITNESSING A MIRACLE!!"
Light exploded around the manual.
The pages rewrote themselves.
Symbols rearranged.
Diagrams redrew.
The cover turned bright gold.
Then—
> [NEW TECHNIQUE CREATED]
✦ CELESTIAL SOLAR HEART MANUAL ✦
RANK: SUPREME GOD-TIER
EFFECT: PURIFIES QI, STRENGTHENS BODY, INCREASES COMPREHENSION, CREATES EXPLOSIVE GROWTH.
The manual floated gently into Miyu's hands.
She blinked at it.
"…Better."
Then casually tossed it onto the bed.
The sect screamed.
"NOOOOO DON'T THROW A GOD-TIER MANUAL!!"
Gu Wenhai dove like a warrior and caught it, hugging it like a newborn.
He cried.
"Th-This is not just god-tier… this can elevate our sect to immortality-level!"
Jin Haru's tears sprayed everywhere.
"Our sect… our sect is saved!!!"
---
✨ Trying the Technique
Lin Ruyin opened the manual hesitantly.
"T-This aura… it feels like the sun itself…"
Jin Haru trembled.
"I-I feel my bones melting from just looking at the cover!"
Gu Wenhai wiped his eyes.
"We must… try it."
They sat in lotus position.
Inhale—
Exhale—
BOOOOOOOM!!!
Golden light blasted into the sky.
The clouds parted.
Wind howled.
Birds fled.
Trees glowed.
All three disciples' cultivation surged explosively.
Lin Ruyin broke through two stages.
Jin Haru's entire body burst into fiery spiritual light.
Gu Wenhai felt younger, stronger, and awakened a dormant meridian.
He burst into tears.
"W-WHAT IS THIS MANUAL?! This is beyond divine!!"
Miyu nodded sleepily.
"I saw it… in a manga."
The sect froze.
"…WHAT?"
"I just copied from manga."
Silence.
Terrifying silence.
Then—
Jin Haru grabbed Lin Ruyin.
"WE MUST FIND EVERY MANGA IN EXISTENCE!"
Lin Ruyin yelled, "GO! GO NOW!!"
Gu Wenhai nodded rapidly.
"If manga can turn into god-tier manuals in her hands—THEN MANGA IS SACRED!"
They all rushed out of the room like madmen.
Leaving Miyu confused.
"…They're noisy."
She hugged her pillow.
"…Nap time."
---
✨ The Divine Broom
Left alone, Miyu glanced at the corner of the room.
A single broom sat there.
Dusty.
Old.
Frayed.
Her eyebrow twitched.
"…Dirty."
She picked it up.
The system beeped loudly.
> [ITEM DETECTED: DIRTY BROOM]
[HOST DISGUST LEVEL: HIGH]
[UPGRADE SKILL ACTIVATED]
A blinding flash filled the room.
The broom transformed into a long, elegant staff carved with sun patterns.
Golden bristles swirled like flames.
The air trembled as a divine aura filled the entire valley.
The name appeared:
> ✦ DIVINE SUN-CLEANSING STAFF ✦
Rank: God-Tier Weapon
Effect: Purifies all evil, destroys impurities, massacres filth.
Miyu blinked.
"…Pretty."
She tapped the floor with it.
BOOM!
A shockwave blasted through the sect.
Every corner of Dustwind shined like polished jade.
Every speck of dust vanished.
The disciples outside screamed.
"ANOTHER EARTHQUAKE?!"
"THE ANCESTOR IS CLEANING AGAIN!!"
"EVERYONE DUCK!!"
Lin Ruyin fainted from shock.
Jin Haru ran in circles.
Gu Wenhai embraced a cabbage and prayed.
Meanwhile, Miyu admired her new broom.
"…Good."
She placed it beside her bed, tucked herself in, and closed her eyes.
A small smile appeared on her face.
"…Clean…"
The mountain shook as her aura settled.
Dustwind Hidden Valley Sect had officially entered a golden age—
All because their Ancestor didn't like dirty brooms.