Although the Sanyin Temple is a side sect, it is still a legitimate Taoist temple, and morning and evening prayers are still required.

However, only formal disciples are qualified to set up an altar and chant scriptures. The morning routine for servants like Bai Cang is to stand in the Hunyuan stance.

As soon as morning classes began, Bai Cang immediately discovered the terrifying power of the "Daoist blessing".

Among the group of menial servants, Hunyuan Zhuang, who was just beginning to understand the basics, stood out like a crane among chickens.

However, Bai Cang was not in a hurry to show off: no matter how well a servant performs, he is still just a servant.

Only by finding a way to escape the servants' quarters can one have the opportunity to climb the social ladder.

The best opportunity is the assessment in two weeks.

Although the Sanyin Temple was only recently established, it was still a branch temple of a major unorthodox sect, or rather, a branch temple of a different sect. In any case, it had strict rules and an orderly promotion system.

Newcomers start as menial servants. After three months, they are assessed, and those who perform well can be promoted to outer disciples and assigned to various departments.

At that time, they will have the opportunity to learn more advanced martial arts and officially enter the advancement sequence of the Three Yin Temple.

However, there are also differences among outer disciples.

Leaving aside the Three Capitals and Five Lords for the time being, there are also eight major stewards among the eighteen heads.

The main hall is elegant and refined, the guest hall is powerful and influential, the storeroom is lucrative, and the dormitory is militarily strong.

Following the eight deacons is better than following those "Karafis" like the head cook, head vegetable cook, head cleaner, and head latrine master, right?

Especially the latrines, which require carrying away excrement, cleaning them thoroughly, and keeping the toilets clean—that's something only humans can do.

But Bai Cang was "short of money" and had no connections, so how could he easily get a good job?

If they don't find a way or take a shortcut, they'll probably still be destined for hard labor.

But who told us we're on the "unorthodox path"? We unorthodox people take shortcuts.

Having money is one path, having people is another, but not having money or people doesn't mean there's no way out.

Just then, the servants, with their deadpan expressions, suddenly ordered the servants to line up, forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace, and hurriedly walked out.

Seeing this, Bai Cang frowned, a sense of foreboding suddenly creeping into his heart. He immediately shielded everyone in front of him.

Before long, a Taoist priest who was nine feet tall and had bulging muscles was welcomed in by the "dead face".

"This is Chen Xunzhao from the dormitory. Why don't you pay your respects?"

The dead-faced man stood behind the burly man with a slight bow, speaking arrogantly to the servants.

"We pay our respects to the Daoist Master Xunzhao." The servants present all bowed in greeting.

Bai Cang followed the crowd and bowed down, but then he suddenly realized: So this was the dormitory inspector. No wonder this "dead-faced" man was so obsequious, even his "iceberg" had melted.

The structure of the Three Yin Temple is such that the Three Capitals are the chief stewards: the Capital is in charge of regulations and rules, the Capital of Teachings is in charge of cultivation methods and scriptures, and the Capital of Cookery is in charge of money, food and property.

The five masters were personally instructed by the abbot, namely: the hall master, the palace master, the scripture master, the transformation master, and the tranquility master, all of whom were worshipped and practiced in seclusion.

Below the Three Capitals and Five Lords are the Eight Great Stewards, who are responsible for the execution of various daily affairs.

Among them, the dormitory was one of the top three most powerful departments, with three to five stewards who were called patrol officers, dormitory inspectors, or dormitory administrators, each with their own responsibilities.

Among them, the patrol officer is a permanent supervisor who oversees all officials, handles all official business of the resident staff, assigns officials, inspects all miscellaneous matters, manages all officials, appoints and promotes officials, and handles confidential matters.

Not to mention the lowly servant "Dead Face," even the "Ten Heads" outside the Eight Great Stewards have to be mindful of "Chen Xunzhao's" mood.

"You have come today for good news, so do not miss this opportunity."

Chen Xunzhao didn't waste any words. "According to the rules of the temple, you menial servants should be assigned to various rooms for three years of labor before you have the opportunity to be transferred or promoted."

"But the newly established pharmacy in the temple is in dire need of manpower, which is why this opportunity came about."

"Three days later, you will report to the pharmacy and be transferred to the position of mountain patrol guards."

After saying that, Chen Xunzhao added, "In addition, the pharmacy is recruiting three apprentice pharmacists. Those who are interested can register with your manager."

After saying a few words, Chen Xunzhao turned and left without looking back.

The entire servants' quarters were completely silent, and all the servants looked ashen-faced.

As the saying goes: "Of all things, only being a child is noble."

In all temples and monasteries, there are distinctions between "boys" and "strongmen," and although the systems and rules vary, the general structure is the same.

That is "Childhood Ordination" and "Hercules Paru"!

For example, in the Sanyin Temple, one can be promoted from a menial servant to an outer disciple, and then from an outer disciple to an inner disciple, and then be granted the "Boy's Register" and become a true disciple of the Sanyin Temple.

However, if one becomes a "strongman," then there is no bright future ahead. One will forever be destined to be a beast of burden, working hard without complaint, and it will never be possible to transition into the "Taoist boy - Taoist disciple - Taoist priest" sequence.

Not to mention, even among the "Hercules Palu", the "Mountain Patrol Warriors" are cannon fodder among cannon fodder, with a consistently high mortality rate.

Their current term of labor service was assigned to the "mountain patrol force," which is no different from a death sentence.

However, while Bai Cang outwardly followed the crowd and appeared "pale-faced," he was inwardly overjoyed.

The "shortcut" he had been longing for has finally arrived!

Food of quality: It can protect against all poisons and transform them into vital energy to nourish the body.

When Bai Cang received this blessing, he was already thinking about how to use this "talent" to quickly rise to prominence in the Three Yin Sect.

But he didn't expect the surprise to come so quickly!

“Reporting to the Deacon: I am willing to volunteer as a trial participant for the medicine.”

Just as Bai Cang was pondering how to take this "shortcut" without being the first to stick his neck out, some "brave souls" had already signed up first.

He was a rosy-cheeked, strong young man who stood out from the crowd and made his debut.

Bai Cang had no impression of him, and couldn't even remember his name.

It was only from the original owner's memories that he knew that this person was one of the best among the current servants, and could even be said to be one of the "good seedlings" who had the best chance of standing out and entering the inner sect through the outer sect selection.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that he was unwilling to succumb to depravity and recklessly took the risk.

"Zhang Liang, right? Then count you in."

"Dead Face" nodded upon hearing this, then looked around and asked, "Who else wants to sign up?"

"I'll sign up too."

"Testing drugs is better than being a mountain patrolman."

"Since we're going to die anyway, we might as well take a gamble."

With Zhang Liang taking the lead, seven or eight other servants rushed forward, eager to step forward as well.

Seeing the "fierce competition," Bai Cang quickly stepped forward and said, "Me too."

Only three children were recruited for drug testing. Who would have thought that so many people would be eager to do such a "death-defying" job?

"Good, good, they all have ambition, that's good!"

Seeing this, "Dead Face" muttered something with a half-smile, then turned to look at the crowd, "Who else wants to be a test subject?"

Upon hearing this, all the menial laborers who had originally intended to sign up backed away.

Even some of those who had already registered quietly retreated back into the crowd.

In the end, only three people remained, stubbornly staying in place.

Besides Bai Cang and Zhang Liang, there was also a thin, sallow-faced boy.

"He who is ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, cannot be persuaded by good advice."

Seeing this, "Dead Face" shook his head. "Being a drug testing subject isn't so easy."

"Here is a small Five Poison Pill. Whoever can swallow it and remain alive and kicking will pass the test and be qualified to apply to be a drug test subject."

With a flick of his sleeve, "Dead Face" sent three foul-smelling black pills into the hands of Bai Cang and the others.