"Hahaha, Brother Bai, drink up!"
"Did you hear about yesterday..."
Just then, a racket erupted from the neighboring courtyard.
It seemed that Bai Ming was quite hospitable, or perhaps he just loved a lively atmosphere.
Every few days, Chen Qing could clearly hear the din of clinking glasses and loud chatter from next door.
Fortunately, the Quiet Chamber in his courtyard had excellent soundproofing, so it didn't affect his Cultivation.
「The next day」
Chen Qing went to the Sect's Affairs Department.
The notice board was a dazzling array of miscellaneous tasks: gathering herbs, testing pills, sparring, and even looking after Treasure Fish... The rewards varied, but most were time-consuming and laborious for limited returns.
After comparing his options, one particular job caught Chen Qing's eye.
Guarding Beize No. 3 Fishery.
The Wutai Sect owned twenty to thirty fisheries of various sizes around Dingbo Lake, where they raised precious Treasure Fish.
