He Pingsheng understood in an instant.
So someone had cornered all the assignments in the Mission Hall.
You could not get assignments at the Mission Hall; you could only get them from Senior Brother Thunderclap.
But the pay was low.
In other words, that bastard was playing a subcontracting game.
"No need!" He Pingsheng shook out his Daoist Robe and left.
He turned into a streak of light and flew toward the distant mountains.
Of course, once he was far from the Outer Sect, the concentration of Immortal Spirit Energy was even lower.
But there was nothing he could do.
He Pingsheng simply could not afford the annual rent of five hundred points right now.
His Divine Sense surged outward, taking in the situation at the foot of the mountains.
He was not alone here. Many Immortals had chosen to carve out cave abodes here.
It seemed not everyone had bowed to that colluding pack in the Outer Sect.
"Open!" Immortal Spirit Energy flew out of He Pingsheng's body, crisscrossing to carve out a cave abode.
The cave abode was roughly a hundred feet across!
He did not divide it into separate rooms, leaving it as one large cavern.
He Pingsheng cut out a whole slab of stone to block the entrance, fitting it so tightly that not a crack remained!
The next moment, he slipped inside the cave abode.
There were no defensive formations here.
After all, even the lowest formations in the Immortal Realm were First Grade immortal formations. He Pingsheng might have been able to set one up with his current abilities, but he had no materials.
After entering the cave abode, he sat cross-legged on a large piece of bluestone.
Then He Pingsheng looked within himself at the Treasure-Gathering Basin.
There were only a few kinds