Bonus Chapter: Lying Low in the Demon Sect Simulation, I Drew the Great Sun Sword Master

Inside a pitch-black, damp cave.

"...Those who cultivate the Desire Demon Art to Qi Refining Level One within thirty days may become disciples of our Seven Emotions Sacred Sect..."

"Hehe, if you cannot manage it, young friends, there is no need to lose heart. The Sacred Sect can still take you in."

"Your skin can go to Talisman Crafting Peak, your flesh to Heavenly Pill Peak, your bones to Artifact Forging Peak, and your blood to Valley Wine Peak... They are all fine destinations!"

"Ah!"

In a pile of dry grass at one corner of the cave, Li Jingyuan jolted awake, drenched in cold sweat.

His pupils were stretched wide, unfocused.

"A dream..."

"No, this is not a dream."

Li Jingyuan said bitterly, once again facing reality.

He had originally been a third-rate university graduate back on Earth, a useless layabout who stayed up late every day. Though his days had been muddled and aimless, they had still been quite enjoyable. He probably would never have become rich or made a name for himself, but there would have been no problem with eating and waiting for death. How much could a pound of rice and a pound of meat possibly cost?

As long as he did not buy a house, buy a car, or get married, he could work one month and rest for six. He could work only two months a year, grind hard during the New Year when wages were high, earn fifteen or sixteen thousand yuan, then return to the village. With an internet cable installed and a three-thousand-yuan Taobao-built computer, life would have been sweet beyond measure.

He would not even have needed to buy vegetables!

He could just buy a few packets of vegetable seeds. There would have been no need to plow the fields