Dustwind Hidden Valley Sect was unusually tense today.
Not because of explosions.
Not because of sleepwalking disasters.
Not because Miyu accidentally created a world-ending broom technique.
No.
Today was strange because—
Miyu was awake.
Calm.
Focused.
And terrifyingly… normal.
For Dustwind, this was more frightening than natural disasters.
Lin Ruyin whispered from behind a pillar:
"Why is she so calm today…? This is unnatural…"
Jin Haru held his head.
"When the Ancestor is TOO calm… that's the real danger…"
Gu Wenhai trembled.
"Everyone, be cautious… she might be suppressing her power…"
Even Solene seemed more alert than usual, glancing at Miyu with quiet respect.
And the reason?
The System had woken Miyu at dawn with a different tone.
A serious tone.
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✨ System Announcement — The Truth Begins
As Miyu washed her face at a water basin, Lazy-chan popped into existence.
"Host… memory integration has exceeded 20%."
Miyu paused.
A sharp, warm ache bloomed at the center of her chest.
"…More memories?"
Lazy-chan nodded, for once not bouncing.
"Yes. And this time… they're big ones."
Miyu looked into the water's reflection.
A small child's face stared back.
Clean, round cheeks.
Bright, innocent eyes.
But behind them—
a 20-something-year-old soul flickered.
And then—
Flash.
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✨ MEMORY FLASH — Her Old Life
A clean, minimalist apartment.
Everything perfectly arranged.
Books in order by size, color, and topic.
Kitchen shining like new.
Laundry folded into perfect squares.
Labels on boxes.
Jars of spices aligned evenly.
A young adult woman—older Miyu—stood in the kitchen, wearing gloves and holding a spray bottle.
Her roommate sighed dramatically.
"Miyu, can you STOP cleaning for five minutes?!"
Past Miyu frowned deeply.
"If I stop now, the dust will accumulate."
"…It's been one minute."
"It will accumulate."
Roommate groaned loudly.
"You're such a perfectionist!"
Past Miyu didn't even blink.
"Yes. Someone has to be."
Another flash—
Past Miyu at work.
In a small office cubicle, she arranged papers in perfect stacks.
Her coworkers whispered behind her.
"She's scary."
"That woman reorganizes the break room every day."
"I swear she cleans keyboards when no one's looking."
"Her efficiency is insane…"
Past Miyu drank from a perfectly washed cup.
Then came—
The moment before death.
Crosswalk.
Rain.
A car.
A bag strap slipping.
And then blackness.
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✨ Back to Dustwind
Miyu gasped softly as the memory flooded her.
Her tiny hand clutched her chest.
So that's who she was.
A strict, lonely perfectionist.
Someone who tried so hard to keep things clean because life around her was chaotic.
Someone who worked herself into exhaustion.
Someone who demanded perfection because she had no one else to rely on.
Solene, standing nearby, noticed the shift.
"Master?"
Miyu didn't reply.
Her mind was still shaking.
Lazy-chan floated gently.
"Host… do you understand now?"
Miyu nodded faintly.
"…I lived a very… tidy life."
Lazy-chan blinked.
"That's your takeaway…?"
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✨ How Miyu Became Strong — The System Explains
The System displayed a panel.
> [PAST LIFE COMPREHENSION UNLOCKED]
Host's mind: High order
Host's soul: High efficiency
Host's habits: Extreme discipline
Result: Perfect compatibility with cultivation energy
Lazy-chan pointed at the panel dramatically.
"Host, you weren't chosen randomly.
Your perfectionist habits made your soul PURE and EFFICIENT."
Miyu blinked.
"…Eh?"
The System elaborated.
> 'Order-Aligned Soul' detected.
Such souls naturally refine and purify energies.
Host absorbed chaotic qi without harm.
Host automatically corrected flaws in cultivation.
Host's soul stabilized in 10,000 years.
Miyu's jaw dropped slightly.
"…So I'm strong because… I cleaned too much?"
Lazy-chan threw sparkles everywhere.
"YES! Cleaning saved your life!"
Miyu covered her face in embarrassment.
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✨ The Sect Misunderstands Everything (Again)
Unluckily for Miyu—
the disciples heard her final line through the open door.
"I… I became strong because… I cleaned too much…"
The courtyard froze.
Dead silence.
Then:
BOOOOOOOM!!!
A collective explosion of disbelief.
Lin Ruyin screamed, "CLEANING… CAN MAKE YOU STRONG?!"
Jin Haru fainted on the spot.
Gu Wenhai grabbed his head.
"All this time… this whole world… was I cleaning WRONG?!"
Baoxiang, the orphan boy, ran to a mop and hugged it.
"MASTER, TEACH ME THE DAO OF CLEANING!!"
Liang Yuefeng bowed deeply with shining eyes.
"If sweeping can ascend the heavens…
Then I shall sweep until my soul shines!"
Miyu stepped outside and froze at the sight of:
disciples polishing stones
disciples wiping windows
disciples scrubbing earth
disciples sweeping the air
disciples mopping the sky
a disciple trying to clean a cloud with a stick
Miyu's soul nearly left her body.
"…What are you all doing?"
Lin Ruyin, sweating profusely:
"Ancestor! We are following your divine path!"
Jin Haru:
"The Dao of Cleanliness!"
Gu Wenhai, eyes sparkling with new faith:
"Please! Teach us how you ascended through cleaning!"
Yin Huani hid behind a tree, shivering with excitement.
"So… her strength comes from obsessive perfection…
a terrifying path…"
Lady Yuehua bowed so deeply her forehead hit the ground.
"Divine Senior!
Your transmission is beyond mortal comprehension!"
Miyu:
"…I regret everything."
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✨ Solene's Insight — The Truth Emerges
Solene stepped forward, her expression soft.
"Master.
Your past life…
you were strict… dutiful… and lonely."
Miyu's eyes widened.
Solene knelt.
"But now you are not alone.
Your perfection is no longer a burden—
it is a gift that shapes this sect."
Miyu looked down.
"…I wasn't very happy before."
Solene smiled warmly.
"Then allow us to share your burdens now."
The disciples overheard.
Lin Ruyin cried.
"WE WILL HELP YOU CLEAN!"
Jin Haru shouted,
"LET US BE USEFUL!"
Bao raised his mop like a sword.
"I WILL SWEEP EVERYTHING!"
Miyu covered her face again.
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✨ A New Technique — "Order Reversal Correction"
Lazy-chan dinged.
> [Daily Quest: Teach Technique]
Miyu groaned.
"Fine…"
She raised her hand.
"Today… 'Order Reversal Correction.'"
The sect stared.
"…What?"
"It fixes mistakes."
She tapped a tile.
Crack—
the broken tile healed itself.
She tapped a crooked pillar.
Boom—
it straightened.
She tapped Jin Haru's crooked posture.
CRACK—!!!
He screamed in bliss and horror.
"I CAN STAND STRAIGHT AGAIN!"
Lady Yuehua trembled.
"This technique… can fix anything…"
Yin Huani whispered,
"Even rules of reality bend to her…"
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✨ Final Memory Flash — Why She Died
As Miyu walked back to her room, another memory hit her.
She remembered running late.
She remembered rushing.
She remembered chaos.
Breaking her routine.
Her perfect order ruined for a moment.
And that moment killed her.
Her breath shook.
"…If only I had not hurried…"
Lazy-chan placed a small hand on her cheek.
"Host… this life is different.
This time, you don't need to be perfect to survive."
Miyu blinked back something warm and painful.
"…Mm."
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✨ Ending Scene — The Perfectionist Has Returned
That night, Miyu lay in bed.
Not as a lost child.
Not as a chaotic sleeper.
But as an adult soul reclaiming herself.
Solene glanced at her aura.
"Master's soul…
It finally feels whole."
Outside, the sect prayed, trained, cleaned, and reorganized their cultivation manuals into perfect rows.
Because their ancestor—
a perfectionist from another world—
was awakening her true self.