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12 Workplace Passports
The pill dealer was devastated. He looked down and rummaged in his pocket for a moment, finally managing to grab the spirit pearl, but he couldn't get it out no matter what he did.
The man in black shoved impatiently, "Hurry up, what are you waiting for?"
Dan's expression changed repeatedly, his fear and hesitation suddenly turning into decisiveness.
He shoved the man in black in front of him aside, picked up the demon cage, and ran away.
The onlookers were very cooperative, immediately making way for the drug dealers, and then blocking the way again after they rushed through.
The men in black gave chase, but were blocked by layers of passersby. Only one managed to break through the obstruction and catch up, but was knocked down by the pill dealer.
By the time the others chased after them, the pill seller had already run far away.
The man in the darkness roared angrily, "Don't let me see you again!"
He turned to look at the crowd, gave a cold snort, and didn't dare to say anything.
He knew that everyone was doing it on purpose, but he couldn't defy public anger, so he could only swallow his anger for the time being.
Xu Yan watched with amusement, thinking to himself that justice will prevail. Clutching his rumbling stomach, he continued strolling. He hadn't gone far when he heard the words "joining the immortal sect" several times, as if everyone was born with only one goal: to join the immortal sect.
This is very similar to parents in the modern world who repeatedly educate their children, insisting that they must get into a good university and bring honor to their ancestors.
But what wrong did they do?
Looking up, every pavilion in the sky seemed so unattainable. As the lowest-ranking commoners in the Immortal City, who wouldn't want to go further and bask in the glory of cultivators?
This is the real world of cultivation!
However, he himself is in a precarious situation. Although he has feelings about it, he is powerless to change anything. It is best for him to observe more and speak less, and simply be a bystander.
Xu Yan was hungry and unconsciously stopped outside a restaurant. He swallowed hard as he looked at the steaming food and asked, "How much are the noodles?"
"Please come in, sir!" the waiter greeted warmly. "A bowl of vegetarian noodles costs three spirit pearls!"
Xu Yan feigned ignorance: "Spirit Pearl? What's that?"
The waiter's enthusiasm vanished, replaced by an arrogant, condescending expression: "Just started working here?"
"Not bad!" Xu Yan nodded.
The waiter turned and left, muttering, "Another down-on-his-luck fellow seeking immortality!"
After saying that, he refused to listen to her anymore.
Xu Yan...
I was actually looked down upon? The hierarchy of contempt really is everywhere!
But instead of pondering it deeply, his mind raced.
Judging from what the waiter said, there are not only many ordinary people here seeking immortality, but most of them are also short of money, and this has even become a stereotype.
His stomach rumbled again, interrupting his thoughts.
Xu Yan gave a wry smile, having truly experienced what it meant to be stumped by a single penny.
To make money, you have to find a way to make money!
He immediately leaned forward: "Brother, I'm quick and efficient..."
"Go away, we don't need any more people here!" The waiter got impatient before he could finish speaking and chased Xu Yan out the door without saying another word.
As he finished speaking, he muttered angrily to himself: "Trying to take your place, huh? Don't even think about it!"
Xu Yan didn't care at all. He calmed down, treated himself as a Runren working illegally, and found another shop to try again.
When it comes to job hunting, the most important thing is to be thick-skinned and persistent. If you try a lot, you'll eventually find a job!
Is it not enough to ask for wages, just provide food and lodging?
But reality is so surreal. He was rejected several times. Some shops didn't even ask him anything, and those that did respond only asked him what his cultivation level was.
Those without cultivation are absolutely not accepted!
Xu Yan was completely dumbfounded. So, in this place, cultivation level is just like academic qualifications in the real world—a passport to the workplace?
Oh dear, I have such a stubborn temper!
Xu Yan didn't believe in this superstition and tried a few more times, with no surprise in the end.
That's so damn discouraging!
A kind old woman advised, "Young man, if all else fails, try going to the outer city."
Xu Yan remained silent.
It wasn't that they were ungrateful, but rather that they were reminded of the clouds and mist at the valley entrance and the line of flying boats.
Outside the valley lies a town called Immortal's Abode; outside the town lies another city called Entering City; within the city are all seekers of the Dao...
From the outside in, from the inside out, layer upon layer, it's easy to leave, but without sufficient foundation, it's as difficult as climbing to heaven to come back in.
Another old man suggested, "Just entered the ward? Why don't you hurry up and try your luck at the Lingque Hall?"
Xu Yan asked curiously, "Isn't it the Ascension Platform?"
"You want to go to the Ascension Platform?" The old man's eyes widened in surprise upon hearing this.
Even unrelated bystanders couldn't help but look over.
Xu Yan: What did I say wrong?
He quickly explained, "I've only heard about it from others."
The old man said helplessly, "That Ascension Platform is no good place. It's said that every three steps you take, you'll be covered in skin, and every five steps you'll die. I've lived in the Immortal Workshop for so many years, and I've never heard of anyone being able to climb it! Moreover, the Ascension Platform is a dead end; once you step onto it, there's no turning back."
That's so cruel? That's an exaggeration!
The old man seemed lost in memories: "I saw it once when I was young. He was also a young man seeking immortality. He broke his leg with the first step; he broke his back with the second. As he went up, all the bones in his body were crushed, and blood gushed out like a fountain..."
The old man got carried away and spoke fluently and eloquently.
He's someone who loves to teach others!
The others nodded in agreement, confirming that what the old man said was true.
"What about the Lingque Palace?" Xu Yan took the opportunity to interrupt.
"The Spirit Palace, of course, is a place to test one's innate talent and aptitude!" the old man said. "Once you enter the Spirit Palace, you can join a celestial sect. Even if you're just a menial disciple, it's considered a meteoric rise. When one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven!"
Xu Yan hesitated for a moment: "Can we go to Lingque Palace anytime?"
"Of course!" The old man looked her up and down as if she were some rare treasure. "What, do you want to pick a day?"
Xu Yan quickly denied it: "No, no, I was just asking."
He was simply misled by habitual thinking.
Novels often feature grand ceremonies for a sect to recruit disciples, with a large group of people flocking to the sect and enduring countless hardships to finally become disciples.
But think about it carefully, whether it's cultivating immortality or practicing martial arts, engaging in worldly affairs or living in seclusion, disciples are the most important.
If the population dwindles, how can the population grow and thrive?
If a disciple with exceptional talent comes knocking on our door, how can we turn them away?
Isn't that just plain crazy?
Xu Yan thanked the old man, but did not rush to Lingque Palace immediately.
It's already late, and we can't rush things until tomorrow. The most urgent thing is to figure out how to solve the problem of food and clothing!
Looking around, there was no chance at all, and Xu Yan couldn't help but feel a sense of desolation at the end of his rope.
Touching the smartwatch that had been with him for two years, he gritted his teeth and took it off, then found a conspicuous spot and exclaimed, "Take a look..."
No, I'm too nervous. My vocal cords aren't open enough, and my voice isn't loud enough... He made up an excuse for himself to cover up the fact that he couldn't let go of his pride.
Xu Yan closed his eyes, imagining he was all alone, and after mentally preparing himself, he shouted, "Take a look! Walk around and stand around! The latest timekeeping wristband, accurate timekeeping and beautiful display, only two thousand spirit pearls! Only two thousand spirit pearls! Two thousand spirit pearls! You won't lose out! Two thousand, two thousand, two thousand! Only two thousand!"