Gao Tianhao was an ordinary three-year vocational college student. After graduating, he was immediately faced with unemployment, and even got rejected during the screening process when he tried to enlist. With nowhere else to turn, he spotted an online job posting that only he could see: [Xuanling Group: We are hiring field agents! No spiritual roots required! Base salary of 200 spirit points, with five insurances and a housing fund after probation!] For the money, he plunged into the fog-shrouded depths of the mountains. Others cultivated immortality and flew on swords; he squeezed onto a Cloud Raft during rush hour. Others refined pills in pursuit of longevity; he begged his boss to pay him and the cafeteria not to put pebbles in the buns. Others fought with peerless divine arts; he stared at the brick in his hand and his set of military calisthenics, lost in thought... A young master from a great clan mocked him: "A lowly mortal like you, what could you possibly fight me with?" Gao Tianhao punched him back, using a bit of fire-element spiritual energy he'd just copied, and beat him into the ground. "The labor law or my supreme techniques. Pick one." Years later, as the great cultivation clans trembled in fear, Gao Tianhao picked up a megaphone. "Don't panic. I'm just announcing that, starting today, the cultivation world is adopting an eight-hour workday and a two-day weekend."
