Rule of this world
In this world, there’s an unwritten rule—one that echoes through the ages, no matter the era or realm: be rich and stay comfortable. It''s a truth so universal, it might as well be etched into the heavens. If you have wealth, the world opens its arms to you—soft beds, warm meals, and respect from everyone around you.
But if you''re poor? Well, the world hands you a broom and points to the nearest floor. Poverty here isn’t just a state of being; it’s an invitation to the noble art of sweeping.
Think about it—whether it’s a sect or a city, wealth buys freedom. Freedom to train in the best halls, freedom to eat something that doesn’t taste like boiled dirt, and freedom from back-breaking chores. No points? No privilege.
It’s almost philosophical when you think about it. Life isn’t fair; it’s transactional. In the modern world, it’s money. Here, it’s Sect Points. Either way, you’re playing the same game. The only difference is the currency.
So the mantra is simple: Earn, rise, and enjoy the perks. Because if you don’t, well, there’s a floor somewhere with your name on it. It''s this simple.
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The sun bathed the white cloud Peak Sect’s training grounds in golden light, illuminating the disciples gathered in neat rows. Most of them looked groggy, some barely keeping their eyes open. At the front stood Senior Sister Wun’er, her demeanor sharp and energetic, as though she thrived on the collective misery of her juniors.
She clapped her hands. “Alright, everyone, eyes on me! Let’s start the day with something fun. What’s the difference between a lazy disciple and a spiritual rootless mortal?”
The crowd blinked in confusion.
Wun’er grinned mischievously. “Nothing. Both will end up sweeping the floor for life!”
A wave of groans rippled through the group, with a few stifled chuckles.
Jin Rui , standing toward the back, leaned toward a fellow disciple. “I think I’d prefer sweeping the floor. Less pressure.”
“Quiet in the back!” Wun’er’s sharp eyes zeroed in on him, making Jin Rui straighten up immediately. You think why I specially called his name well he is one top ten, so of course I know his name.
She cleared her throat, her teasing tone giving way to a more serious one. “Now, let’s talk about the Sect Points System—your lifeline here at White Cloud Peak Sect. For those of you who are new, let me explain how it works. For those of you who aren’t, listen anyway, because I know half of you are still clueless.”
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System Update —
New features available -
Resource tracking
Efficiency calculations
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A few disciples shifted uncomfortably, and Lu Ming smirked. Vernor materialized beside my shoulder, "Master what do think of this new features. "
"Well they are helpfull in very practical way, let''s wait and see"
Senior sister wun''er said, “Points are everything in the sect,” Wun’er continued. “They’re your currency, your reputation, and your ticket to survival. Want access to advanced cultivation techniques? Points. Need to buy rare herbs or a spiritual weapon? Points. Want to avoid cleaning latrines during Beast Wave Season? Guess what? Points!”
The crowd murmured, and one disciple raised a hesitant hand. “Senior Sister, how do we earn points?”
“Good question, Junior Brother!” Wun’er said, her voice dripping with mock enthusiasm. “There are plenty of ways to earn points: completing sect missions, helping out in the alchemy lab, sparring with fellow disciples, or even cleaning the training grounds. Of course, the more dangerous or demanding the task, the more points you earn. For example, going into the Deadwood Forest to collect rare herbs? High risk, high reward. Cleaning the library? Low risk, low reward. Sweeping the latrines?” She smirked. “Well, you get the idea.”
Another disciple piped up. “What about losing points?”
Wun’er’s smile turned icy. “Oh, I’m glad you asked. Points can be deducted for rule-breaking, failing to complete assigned missions, or—my personal favorite—showing up late to morning gatherings ,well you can take sick leave at least”
The disciples stiffened, and a few glanced guiltily at their late-arriving peers who stood awkwardly at the edge of the group.
“Now,” Wun’er continued, “the Sect Elders have made it clear that this month, they want every disciple to pull their weight. That means earning points. If your balance falls too low…” She trailed off, letting the ominous silence hang for a moment.
Again Jin Rui couldn’t resist muttering under his breath, “What? We get turned into spirit beast chow?”
Wun’er’s sharp ears caught the comment, and she shot him a withering look. “Junior Brother Jin Rui , since you’re so curious, why don’t you start us off? I’ll personally assign you a mission after this.”A case of content theft: this narrative is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation.
The other disciples snickered, and Jin Rui sighed. “Well, that backfired.”
“Let this be a lesson to all of you,” Wun’er said, pointing at Jin Rui.
“Earning points is not just about survival; it’s about pride. Represent the sect well, contribute to its success, and in turn, you’ll grow stronger. Dismissed! And remember: earn your points, or I’ll find creative ways to motivate you.”
Then she gestured and several senior disciples sarted giving a jade tablet in every ones hand, I also get one.
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System notice —
Point management menu added
Balance - 00
Available Tasks —
? Alchemy room helper ( upto 7 point per hour)
? Herb Gathering ( upto 5 points per hour )
? Formation Maintenance ( 3 points per hour)
? Messenger Duties (1 - 2 points depending on employer)
? Combat practice assistant ( 5 points per hour)
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I don''t even have check the content in the jade tablet, system gave me a clean-organized details.
"The most basic spiritual resources available to outer disciples are priced as follows, In this list You can Check" Senior Sister Liu continued.
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System Update —
Added feature, point store price tracking
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1. Sect Robes (Outer Disciple Standard) – 10 Points
Want to look like you belong? Pay up. Or embrace being the ‘unique’ disciple in mismatched rags."
2. Basic Spiritual Pills (for daily cultivation) – 30 Points each
"Want to grow stronger? Feed your inner world. No freebies here, buddy."
3. Access to the Basic Training Grounds – 15 Points per hour
"The good news? You can train. The bad news? Training costs."
5. Simple Meals in the Outer Court Hall – 2 Points per meal
"Rice and soup. No frills, no flavor, but it keeps you alive."
6. Spirit Stones – Starting at 10 Points per stone
"These are the currency of cultivation—and trust me, they’re worth every drop of sweat. But get ready to grind."
7. Medicinal Herbs or Ingredients – Starting at 10 Points each ( vries in grade and rarerity)
"A single leaf of something useful costs more than you’d expect."
The price list is a reminder that in the sect, Sect Points are life. Whether it’s food, training, or just maintaining dignity, everything comes with a cost. If you can’t earn, you’ll soon learn the true meaning of “bare essentials.”
I thought to myself, “Creative ways? I’m starting to think Senior Sister Wun’er moonlights as a demon.”
The thought of getting custom mission from her, but one thing was certain: the Sect Points System was no joke, and neither was Senior Sister Wun’er. Now that I think about Mordern and this world has something Similar after all.
"So, Vernor what do you think..." I asked it. " After analysing all resources I can say that —Estimated points needed for optimal monthly progress: 500"
"That''s... A lot of points, " I replied to vernor.
"Indeed, it estimated that most disciples would struggle to gather 250 -300 points while maintaining cultivation schedule. "
"Additionally," Senior Sister Wun''er said, "you may now purchase sect manuals and technique scrolls appropriate for your cultivation level. Basic techniques cost 50 points. More advanced methods will become available as you progress."
After that all day was free to decide what to do and other tasks, and I was well can''t able to choose one I choose, which will keep me busy while maintaining my income and cultivation efficiency.
I sat cross-legged in my tiny dormitory room, the jade tablet in my hand displayed the list of tasks available to outer disciples. Each task came with its own point reward, and i stared at the list with the intensity of a man trying to stretch his meager funds in a high-end grocery store.
Suddenly, Vernor’s holographic avatar—appearing as a small glowing green sphere—materialized in my inner world.
“Analyzing task efficiency and long-term benefits,” Vernor announced in its usual clinical tone. “Master, I must say, your current options are... uninspiring.”
“Wow, thanks for the vote of confidence,” I muttered. “I’m sorry the glorious sect economy doesn’t cater to lazy freeloaders like me.”
Vernor ignored the sarcasm and continued. “Let’s evaluate:
- Alchemy Room Helper (7 points/hour): High potential for earning, with access to knowledge about alchemy techniques and ingredients.
- Herb Gathering (5 points/hour): Mediocre pay for manual labor. High exposure to insects and possible back pain.
- Formation Maintenance (3 points/hour): Minimal pay for menial tasks. Likely to be boring and tedious.
- Messenger Duties (1-2 points/hour): Laughable earnings. Master, even you have more dignity than this.
- Combat Practice Assistant (5 points/hour): Decent pay but physically demanding and with the possibility of being punched in the face repeatedly.”
I leaned back, rubbing his temples. “And what’s your genius recommendation, oh wise system AI?”
“Alchemy,” Vernor declared with unwavering confidence.
“Alchemy?” I raised an eyebrow. “You mean babysitting cauldrons and washing mortar bowls? Sounds like a blast.”
“You’re missing the big picture,” Vernor said, pulsing in annoyance. “Alchemy isn’t just about cleaning tools. It’s about understanding the spiritual properties of herbs, mastering the delicate balance of energy infusion, and creating elixirs that could save or enhance lives. In other words, it’s useful.”
Lu Ming squinted. “And what’s in it for you? Don’t think I didn’t notice how excited you sound.”
“Think of it as an investment,” Vernor replied smoothly. “Alchemy knowledge would significantly boost your long-term survivability. Imagine crafting your own pills instead of paying exorbitant prices at the sect store. Not to mention, alchemists are always in high demand, even among inner disciples and elders.”
“So, you’re saying if I do this, I could eventually make some serious spirit stones?”
“Precisely. You’d move from being a broke floor-sweeper to a respected, well-compensated disciple. Plus, alchemy could synergize with your inner world cultivation. The inner world you’re nurturing thrives on understanding life and energy. This could accelerate its growth.”
I scratched my chin, considering the idea. “I guess that makes sense... But what about all the work? I’ll probably have to learn a ton of complicated stuff.”
“Master, your mortal world university degree required you to memorize hundreds of useless facts about history, economics, and mathematics,” Vernor quipped. “Alchemy is infinitely more rewarding. And unlike your exams, I’ll be here to guide you.”
“Fair point,” I admitted grudgingly. “But if I do this, I’m not just going to be some lackey washing cauldrons forever.”
“Of course not. We’ll use this position to gain insider knowledge, practice basic techniques, and network with skilled alchemists. Eventually, you’ll surpass them all.”
“Surpass them, huh?” I grinned. “And more importanttly it''s align with your cause, alchemy masters doesn''t need to talk with lot people they can just work.”
“Alright, Vernor. You’ve sold me. But if I end up as some junior alchemist scrubbing cauldrons for eternity, I’m blaming you.”
“Noted. Now, let’s proceed to register for the alchemy task. And remember, Master in your mordern term—no great cultivator ever rose to power by sweeping floors or delivering messages, those happens only in fictions.”
With Vernor’s encouragement, Lu Ming signed up for the Alchemy Room Helper" task, determined to turn this small opportunity into the first step of his peacefull cultivation empire.