After finishing a day’s work, Gu Junye returned to his cave abode.

Dim candlelight barely illuminated the cave abode. At its center was a pool with lotus flowers. His calligraphy hung on the walls, plain yet imposing. Next to it stood a bookshelf lined with old texts. The entire cave abode exuded a classical elegance, reminiscent of the ancient era’s style yet different. It was Gu Junye’s own design.

He removed his shoes, stepped into the lotus pool, and sat cross-legged on a green lotus leaf. The flower bloomed, emitting a soft glow that lent him an air of mystery.

This was Gu Junye’s daily cultivation routine. Although the newspaper office was a holy land for secular cultivators, mere comprehension of the mundane world was insufficient. Actual cultivation was...