Gu Zhao first went to find a design company.
After providing ample geographical data and laying out his requirements, Gu Zhao faced the bewildered looks across from him and slapped down one hundred thousand yuan in cash.
"Rest assured!" The person in charge raised a hand in oath. "We guarantee that the Taoist temple complex, inside and out, will be designed to perfection, exactly as though true immortals lived here!"
Gu Zhao reminded him again, "Design everything according to ancient craftsmanship and capabilities. No modern elements."
"I'll hand this proposal to our chief designer. Xia-style aesthetics are his specialty, and he knows our ancient architecture like the back of his hand. We'll definitely satisfy you!" the person in charge promised, thumping his chest.
Gu Zhao nodded. "As you said, design it as though true immortals lived here."
Graduation ceremony.
"What on earth have you been doing these past few days? I could never find you whenever I looked for you. If you hadn't still replied to my messages every day, I would've thought you'd been trafficked off to Shan State."
On campus, Zhang Hang pulled Gu Zhao over and looked him up and down. "Something about you feels off. Did you take these past few days to get some cosmetic work done?"
"I got cosmetic work on your sister!" Gu Zhao slapped away the paw reaching for his handsome face.
Zhang Hang burst out laughing, but he still asked seriously, "You really have changed. What have you been doing these days?"
"Secluded cultivation," Gu Zhao answered honestly.
Seclusion meant going to another world, where he indeed couldn't receive phone signals from this side. Cultivation meant slaying demons and ghosts, through which he could indeed absorb Killing Intent to raise his Cultivation Level.
"Give you an inch, and you take