Dongkong Great Sword Art! It Has to Be Big! (Please Keep Reading)

Just like that, Gu Qingfeng joined the Dongkong Sect and found himself a new "home" here in Red Tears City.

The seven newly inducted outer disciples were assigned two adjacent rooms.

Seven disciples, two rooms—one of them a large shared bunkroom for four.

The accommodations could not exactly be called good.

But at least they were free.

There was no helping it. Every inch of land in Red Tears City was worth its weight in gold. The Dongkong Sect was already being remarkably generous by building several large courtyards for outer disciples to live in.

The Dongkong Sect was an old-established sect in Red Tears City. As one could tell from its name, it specialized in digging holes.

Those good at digging holes were either tomb raiders or miners.

The Dongkong Sect belonged to the latter. Its ancestors had accidentally discovered a hidden mine outside Red Tears City, contracted it, and made a fortune until their bowls overflowed with gold and silver. The entire sect had risen to prosperity because of it.

Upon learning this, Gu Qingfeng could not help but sigh. "So they really do have mines at home. No wonder the benefits are so good."

It was obvious that all seven were excited to have become outer disciples of the Dongkong Sect.

Even at night, none of them hurried to sleep. Instead, they gathered together and chatted.

Gu Qingfeng could not help recalling a famous saying from someone in his previous life: "Working is impossible, I'll never work. Going into detention feels like going home. It feels even better inside than at home! Everyone in there is talented, and they all speak so nicely. I love it in there!"

Gu Qingfeng was not in a detention center, yet he felt as if he was.

"Brother Zhang, was it