I work as a security guard at a cemetery, and I overhear the dead chatting about getting rich quick.

The sect coordination meeting has not yet been held.

The first bomb exploded.

When submitting the personnel registration materials, Tai Xuan Dao Palace also attached a copy of the sect's regulations.

The reviewers stopped after seeing the third page.

Those who betray their sect will have their Qi Sea destroyed.

Page 5.

Those who steal the core techniques will be executed, depending on the severity of the offense.

Page seven is even more direct.

Those who disobey their master's orders and leave the mountain may be imprisoned at the Cliff of Repentance for a maximum of ten years.

That noon.

Yan Shouzhen was invited into the temporary coordination center.

The old man's expression turned strange after reading the items highlighted in red.

"What's wrong with it?"

The person in charge of judicial coordination paused for two seconds.

"Execute him, strip him of his cultivation, and imprison him for ten years."

"These are decisions that the sect cannot make on its own."

Yan Shouzhen frowned.

"When I joined the sect, I made a vow."

"Stealing the core techniques of the Tai Xuan is a serious crime."

Lin Ye, who was sitting in the back row, suddenly asked a question when he heard this.

"Can this disciple withdraw?"

Yan Shouzhen looked at him.

"Of course."

"After quitting, can I still continue practicing the techniques I've already learned?"

The old man stopped.

Lin Ye asked again:

"Suppose a disciple becomes a disciple of Tai Xuan at the age of twenty."

"I've been training for ten years."

"I don't want to stay thirty anymore."

"Are you going to let him leave with his ten years of cultivation, or cripple him?"

Yan Shouzhen's face darkened.

"The sect expends resources to cultivate them."

"How can you just leave like that?"

The problem became clear immediately.

Within the ancient sect system.

Cultivation, identity, lineage, and resources are inherently intertwined.

The sect will give you the cultivation method.

You pledge your loyalty and obedience to the sect.

This logic was perfectly normal two thousand years ago.

In modern times, however, it would result in hitting a wall.

Xie Hongyi is here today too.

She represented Zangfeng Mountain in the hearing.

Yan Shouzhen looked at her.

"Does Hidden Peak Mountain not have a punishment that abolishes cultivation?"

"have."

"Then why don't you say anything?"

Xie Hongyi leaned back in her chair.

"Because in the past, using waste gas pits was the easiest method."

"There are others now."

"A confidentiality agreement can be signed to prevent leaks."

"Sworn out of the sect can result in the cessation of resources, the removal of one's status, and the repossession of any unused sect assets."

"Does it have to be crippling?"

Yan Shouzhen stared at her.

"Where is the sect's prestige?"

Xie Hongyi said calmly:

"He gained his authority by crippling his own disciples."

"It's better not to have it."

The meeting room was eerily quiet.

Lin Ye then realized it.

Xie Hongyi can be quite sharp-tongued when she doesn't wield a sword.

Yan Shouzhen's expression was not good.

But it didn't flare up.

Because even more troublesome real-world examples have emerged.

A modern disciple newly accepted into the Qingya Sect regretted his decision on his second day of service.

the reason is simple.

He thought that "entering the sect" meant studying cultivation on weekends.

I only found out after I went inside.

Morning class at 5:00 AM.

Evening class at 10 PM.

You can only use your phone for one hour a day.

They also had to memorize the clan rules.

Modern young people apply to withdraw on the same day.

Qingya Gate did not stop them.

They only asked him to compensate for the "loss of teaching" of one low-grade spirit stone.

The issue is.

He had never even seen a spirit stone.

The staff asked Qingya Gate:

"Was he told this before he joined?"

The other party replied:

"Article 321 of the clan rules states..."

Did he see it?

"I gave it to him."

"How many pages?"

"Eight hundred and sixty-seven."

Lin Ye could only laugh after hearing this.

How is this different from a mobile phone software agreement?

Who actually read it all?

This incident prompted the modern side to quickly add a clause.

Any sect recruiting members who are modern people.

Content concerning long-term residence, payment of fees, exit restrictions, and risks associated with cultivation must be clearly disclosed.

It can't be simply crammed into eight hundred pages of clan rules and regulations.

A whole day has passed.

The bottom line for internal disciplinary actions within the sect has finally been established.

Sects can have discipline.

You can stop the resource.

The disciple's status can be revoked.

You can request that the core secrets be kept confidential.

However, it is forbidden to commit suicide, maim, or detain someone for extended periods without authorization.

Cases involving serious personal injury should be brought under the public justice system.

Yan Shouzhen did not fully agree.

But this time he did not say "Tai Xuan has its own rules" again.

Just say:

"This matter needs to be discussed with the clan."

That's already progress.

Then another set of materials arrived in the afternoon.

A small sect that had just returned to the realm requested the registration of six "sect marriage contracts".

Two of these couples were arranged by their elders when the children were eight or nine years old.

The staff member asked:

"Does he/she agree?"

The sect leader replied:

"My parents have given their consent."

"I asked the person in question."

"The will of one's parents is the will of the individual."

The materials were returned on the spot.

The deacon stood there, not reacting for a long time.

Before everyone could catch their breath, another small sect from the north sent a request.

One of their fifteen-year-old outer disciples wanted to audit classes at a modern school.

The sect disagreed.

The reason given is that the disciple has already entered the path and should concentrate on cultivation.

The child, however, saw the laboratory, library, and online courses for the first time after returning to the world and desperately wanted to learn.

The sect elder asked with a clear conscience:

"Since he is a disciple of our sect, why can't the sect decide what he should learn?"

The education department official countered:

"Because he is fifteen years old."

"So what if she's fifteen?"

"Here, he is first and foremost a minor."

This statement caused several representatives of the ancient cultivators to frown.

In their time, a fifteen-year-old was already capable of descending the mountain to slay demons.

Some people get married at the age of fourteen.

Upon arriving here, they are still subject to guardianship, education, and restrictions on high-risk work.

Xie Hongyi listened for a long time, then suddenly whispered to Lin Ye:

"Now do you understand why many sects feel you have too many rules?"

"clear."

"Is it annoying?"

"It's really annoying."

Lin Ye looked at the pile of documents on the table.

"But it's still better than who has the bigger fist calling the shots."

Xie Hongyi did not respond immediately.

She recalled Cangfeng Mountain from two thousand years ago.

When a sect is powerful, its rules can indeed protect its disciples.

However, if a minor sect is suppressed by a major sect, the only rule left is "not strong enough".

This modern stuff is so tedious it gives her a headache.

Yet, this allows a fifteen-year-old outer disciple to sit before a group of sect leaders and elders and ask:

"I want to learn something else, is that okay?"

In the past, almost no one would have asked this.

In the end, neither side made a final decision on the spot.

Only one principle was added initially.

When a minor is newly admitted to a religious sect, the sect's rules shall not deprive him of his legally mandated basic education and personal freedom.

In ancient times, a separate transitional plan was established for the education of underage disciples who had returned to the realm.

Before the meeting adjourned.

Xie Hongyi suddenly asked the person in charge of coordination:

"What if the sect doesn't agree to these bottom lines?"

The other party didn't say anything nice.

"Let's talk first."

"The talks failed?"

"The parts involving external public safety must still be implemented."

"Relying on the Seventh Place?"

"Seven locations are only a part of it."

"Courts, police, healthcare, education, and administration all have their place."

Xie Hongyi remained silent after hearing this, which was unusual for her.

The order she previously understood consisted of the sect leader, elders, the discipline hall, and the sword.

Modernity, however, is like an invisible net.

None of the lines are particularly strong.

Taken together, they can trace a whole case from arresting the perpetrator, to trial, compensation, and education.

This is also the part that ancient cultivators find most difficult to adapt to.

In the past, all they needed to know was "who was in charge".

Now, however, we need to first find out "who is in charge of this matter".

Lin Ye looked at the increasingly thick stack of coordination issues and finally understood.

The most troublesome thing about the return of ancient cultivators is never just whether they can win the battle.

They brought back more than just cultivation techniques.

There's also the whole old-era order.

That evening.

The agenda for the sect coordination meeting a week later was expanded from four items to seven.

The regulations now include internal sect disciplinary actions, marriage and family matters, and accepting minors as disciples.

Lin Ye was about to leave.

Xie Hongyi called out to him from behind.

"Have you forgotten something?"

Lin Ye turned back.

"What?"

"Body movement techniques."

She had somehow acquired a thin jade piece in her hand.

"Help me understand this era."

"I told you, I'll give you a set that actually works."

Lin Ye's eyes lit up.

"Now?"

Xie Hongyi turned around.

"Half an hour later."

"Training ground."

"One minute late."

"Leave one step untaught."

Lin Ye watched her retreating figure.

Finally, I realized there's something today that doesn't require another meeting to resolve.