Great Sun and Sun Slayer Were Arrested and Thrown into the Same Police Station

Turned himself in,

Changed into blue trousers and a white-striped shirt.

A fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy walked expressionlessly through the cold prison, his nose full of the scent of disinfectant.

"Jiang Ding."

"Accept the government's rehabilitation honestly. Once you get out, turn over a new leaf."

A plump prison guard said sternly, "At your age, you should have been sent to a juvenile detention center. I don't know why you ended up here, but learn a trade properly while you're inside. You can make a living with it after you get out, and it'll come in handy when you look for work in the future."

A year had passed, and the buzz surrounding The Cultivator had long since faded.

The lifespan of ordinary people was not long enough for them to remember something so distant, much less an obscure scientific academic newspaper.

A major celebrity who appeared on-screen every day would be more likely.

"Mm, I understand."

Jiang Ding glanced at him and walked into his solitary cell on his own.

"Ah..."

Behind him, the plump prison guard sighed and shook his head, thinking that this was another hopeless troubled youth.

Jiang Ding flicked his prison uniform aside and sat down cross-legged.

As a Golden Core cultivator, he could survive without food.

But a prison was not a cave abode.

It was not a place where you could commit a crime, come in, seclude yourself for a while, and call it done. There was no such good deal.

Jiang Ding glanced at the prison schedule.

He had to get up at seven in the morning, eat breakfast, exercise for half an hour, then perform reform-through-labor from eight to twelve. From twelve to two was the noon break, followed by more reform-through-labor from two to six.

From six to eight in