A Cultivator's Struggle as a Mortgage Slave

Lin Chuan, who had transmigrated to another world, exclaimed, “So you can cultivate by absorbing the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth? Then I’m definitely going to become an unparalleled powerhouse!” A passerby said, “You don’t even have a city household registration, and you want to become an unparalleled powerhouse?” Lin Chuan asked, “A city household registration?” The passerby explained, “Thirty thousand years ago, the spirit veins and all the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth on the Cangxuan Continent were gathered into the various cultivation cities. If you want to absorb spiritual energy, you have to enter a cultivation city, and to enter one, you need a city household registration.” Lin Chuan asked, “Does getting a city household registration mean buying a home in a cultivation city?” The passerby replied, “That’s right. You’re not so dumb after all.” Lin Chuan, who had once suffered terribly from housing prices, was speechless. He never expected that even after transmigrating to another world, he’d still have to be a mortgage slave. He asked helplessly, “Besides having a city household registration, is there no other way to enter a cultivation city?” The passerby said, “Of course there is.” Lin Chuan asked, “What way?” The passerby answered, “Just apply for an entry permit, and you can enter a cultivation city without a city household registration. But the permit is valid for only seven days, after which you have to apply again. You can apply for it no more than twelve times a year.” The corner of Lin Chuan’s mouth twitched. He never expected that even the cultivation world would have mortgage slaves, urban household registrations, and permits to enter the capital.