Dustwind Hidden Valley Sect held its breath.
Not because of explosions.
Not because of earthquake-level naps.
Not because Miyu purified the weather again.
No—
Today was terrifying because:
Miyu was calm.
Awake.
Focused.
Serious.
For Dustwind, this was the scariest state she could be in.
Lin Ruyin whispered from behind a pillar:
"Why is she so composed today…? Should we run…?"
Jin Haru hugged a mop for emotional support.
"When the Ancestor is calm… something catastrophic is charging…"
Gu Wenhai nodded solemnly.
"Everyone… prepare spiritually. Anything can happen."
A sect maid bowed nervously as Miyu passed.
Even she sensed something different.
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⭐ 1. SYSTEM ANNOUNCEMENT — MEMORY INTEGRATION RISES
At dawn, as Miyu washed her face, Lazy-chan appeared beside her.
"Host… Memory Integration has exceeded 20%."
Miyu paused.
A tight warmth bloomed in her chest.
Like a door unlocking.
"…More memories?"
Lazy-chan nodded, ears drooping for once.
"They're… big ones."
Miyu looked at her reflection in the water.
A small child.
But behind the eyes—
a woman awakening.
Flash.
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⭐ 2. MEMORY FLASH — THE LIFE OF ADULT MIYU
A clean apartment.
Clean was an understatement—
it glowed.
Shelves perfectly aligned.
Books sorted by color gradient.
Cabinets labeled.
Jars evenly spaced.
Counters spotless.
Past Miyu wore gloves, holding a spray bottle.
Her roommate groaned loudly.
"Miyu, STOP CLEANING!"
Past Miyu blinked.
"Why? There is dust."
"It's been ONE MINUTE!"
"It accumulates."
The roommate screamed into a pillow.
Another flash—
Past Miyu at work.
Stacking documents with machine-like precision.
Sanitizing her desk twice a day.
Re-labeling files others misplaced.
Cleaning keyboards when no one was around.
Her coworkers whispered:
"She's scary."
"She's too perfect."
"She notices EVERYTHING."
"She cleaned the break room again…"
Past Miyu sipped from a perfectly washed mug.
Then—
The moment before death.
A rainy evening.
A crosswalk.
Her bag strap slipped.
She ran to fix it.
A car turning too fast.
A flash of headlights.
Silence.
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⭐ 3. BACK TO DUSTWIND — REALIZATION
Miyu inhaled sharply.
Her hand trembled.
She remembered now:
Her perfectionism wasn't random.
It wasn't a quirk.
It was how she survived a messy, tiring life.
Lazy-chan floated beside her gently.
"Host… Those habits shaped your soul."
Miyu blinked.
"…I was very strict."
"Extremely."
"Lonely too."
Lazy-chan fell silent.
Then the System glowed.
> [PAST LIFE COMPREHENSION UNLOCKED]
Soul Type: ORDER-ALIGNED
Effect: Perfect purification efficiency
Reason: Overactive perfectionist tendencies in past life
Result: Natural compatibility with divine-level cultivation
Miyu's eyes widened slightly.
"…So I became strong because… I cleaned too much?"
Lazy-chan sparkled with pride.
"YES! Cleaning made you a cultivation monster!"
Miyu covered her face in despair.
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⭐ 4. THE SECT OVERHEARS (AND PANICS)
Unfortunately—
The disciples overheard her line through the open door.
"…strong because I cleaned too much…"
The courtyard went silent.
Then—
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
An emotional explosion.
Lin Ruyin clutched her heart.
"CLEANING… CREATES POWER?!"
Jin Haru fainted dramatically.
Gu Wenhai staggered.
"All my years of cultivation… wasted… I should have mopped more…"
Bao, the orphan boy, grabbed a broom.
"MASTER MIYU!! PLEASE TEACH ME THE CLEANING DAO!!"
Yang Ming bowed reverently.
"If sweeping can ascend the heavens…
Then I shall sweep day and night!"
Miyu walked outside.
She froze.
Disciples were:
Polishing stones
Scrubbing dirt
Sweeping the air
Sweeping *each other*
Wiping birds
Mopping the sky
Attempting to clean a cloud with a pole
"…What are you all doing?"
Lin Ruyin shouted:
"Ancestor! Teach us the Way of Cleanliness!!"
Jin Haru cried:
"I WILL CLEAN UNTIL I REACH ENLIGHTENMENT!"
Gu Wenhai knelt.
"Please transmit your divine cleaning techniques!"
Miyu:
"…I hate everything."
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⭐ 5. TEACHING A NEW TECHNIQUE — ORDER REVERSAL CORRECTION
Lazy-chan chimed.
> [Daily Quest: Teach Technique]
Miyu sighed like an exhausted office lady.
"Fine…"
She lifted one finger.
"Today's technique: Order Reversal Correction."
The disciples gasped.
"What does it do?"
"Does it summon divine order?"
"Does it purify karma?"
"Is it a world-bending art?!"
Miyu approached a cracked tile.
Tap.
The tile repaired itself instantly.
She touched a crooked pillar.
BOOM—
It straightened with divine force.
She poked Jin Haru's hunched spine.
CRACK!!!!
He screamed—
in pain and joy.
"I CAN STAND STRAIGHT! ANCESTOR FIXED MY SKELETON!!"
Gu Wenhai trembled.
"This technique… can repair ANYTHING?!"
Yang Ming bowed.
"What terrifying precision…"
Miyu muttered:
"Just wanted it to look right…"
The disciples interpreted:
"HER PERFECTION IS A HEAVENLY LAW!!!"
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⭐ 6. FINAL MEMORY — THE MOMENT THAT SHAPED HER
As Miyu walked toward her room, another memory struck.
She remembered rushing.
Breaking routine.
Running late.
For the first time—
Her life wasn't in perfect order.
And chaos killed her.
Her hands shook softly.
"…If I hadn't hurried…"
Lazy-chan placed a tiny glowing hand on her cheek.
"Host… In this life, you don't have to be perfect alone."
Miyu blinked away something warm.
"…Mm."
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⭐ 7. ENDING — THE PERFECTIONIST AWAKENS
That night, Miyu lay in bed.
No fear.
No confusion.
No chaos.
Just a soul remembering who she used to be—
and deciding who she wants to become.
Outside, Dustwind cleaned the entire valley again in her honor.
Because their ancestor—
A reincarnated perfectionist from another world—
was beginning to awaken her true self.
END OF CHAPTER 13