Chu Mu wandered aimlessly through the Marketplace.
Even though he was unemployed, he didn't pay much attention to the job postings.
He had previously wasted his days, grinding away day after day, all to earn Spirit Stones, broaden his understanding, and become a true Cultivator so he could fit into this Cultivation Immortal Realm.
He had achieved that goal. But the next problem—a shortfall of eight hundred Spirit Stones—wasn't something that could be solved by wasting more days away.
Chu Mu was even a little reluctant to go back to that daily grind. It wasn't that he was overly ambitious; he was just afraid... afraid that wasting his days away would make him slowly accept his reality, accept being ordinary.
'Once I truly accept reality, accept being ordinary, would I even be a Cultivator anymore?'
Chu Mu wasn't sure, but right now, it seemed he had no choice but to accept reality.
