In the following half month, Lin Changsheng lived quite peacefully. Li Hu's search operation was grand in scale, but ultimately came to nothing.

After all, Lin Changsheng stayed in his small courtyard every day, never stepping out. Even if Li Hu wanted to cause trouble, he couldn't find him.

Several attempts to forcefully enter Lin Changsheng's courtyard were blocked by the disciples around who firmly believed in "The Theory of Fortune."

They didn't want to get involved in any bad luck due to Li Hu's recklessness. After a few tries, Li Hu had no choice but to give up reluctantly.

However, he kept this grudge firmly in his heart. Meanwhile, Lin Changsheng's reputation as a "Lucky Star" spread throughout the Outer Sect after this incident.

Now, almost everyone knew that there was a newcomer named Lin Changsheng in District D with luck so extraordinary it defied the heavens.

Anyone who provoked him would inexplicably suffer great misfortune.

This saved Lin Changsheng a lot of trouble.

At least, no one dared to bother him anymore.

He was happy to enjoy the peace, spending his days either reading or "cultivating."

It's worth mentioning that the Spirit Field, which everyone had dismissed, yielded a bountiful harvest after a month.

The golden Spirit Grain grew splendidly, with full grains, surpassing even the output of the top-grade fields in District A.

When Lin Changsheng handed over the harvested Spirit Grain to the sect to exchange for Contribution Points, the manager in charge of registration was so shocked his eyes almost popped out.

Such a harvest from the barren lands of District D was simply an unheard-of miracle!

This event added another bold stroke to Lin Changsheng's "Lucky Star" reputation.

Now, no one doubted his fortune anymore.

Some disciples even began to secretly imitate him, going to the Scripture Library to read miscellaneous books, hoping to comprehend some "heavenly secrets."

To this, Lin Changsheng could only say, you're overthinking it.

Knowledge is power, but knowledge cannot change luck.

The only thing that can change your fate is effort.

With this batch of Spirit Grain, Lin Changsheng exchanged for a hundred Contribution Points.

This was a considerable income, but it was still far from enough for him.

The Spirit Stones and Elixirs he had "inherited" from Li Hu were almost depleted.

His current cultivation was stuck at the bottleneck of the eighth level of Qi Refining, urgently needing more resources to break through. In the sect, whether it was advanced Elixirs or more exquisite techniques, they all required a large number of Contribution Points to exchange.

"It seems I still have to take on missions."

Lin Changsheng pondered. Farming was stable, but the income was too low, and the cycle too long. The only way to quickly earn Contribution Points was to go to the Mission Hall.

Having made up his mind, Lin Changsheng went to the Mission Hall the next day. The Mission Hall was a magnificent hall, much more imposing than the External Affairs Hall.

In the center of the hall, a giant water mirror floated, displaying a scrolling list of mission information.

[Mission: Clean the Elixir Room. Requirement: Above first level of Qi Refining. Reward: 10 Contribution Points.]

[Mission: Feed the Spirit Cranes in the Spirit Beast Garden. Requirement: Above third level of Qi Refining. Reward: 30 Contribution Points.]

[Mission: Collect ten-year-old Heart-clearing Grass in the Azure Wood Forest. Requirement: Above fourth level of Qi Refining, team of three. Reward: 100 Contribution Points per person.]

[Mission: Hunt the Tier 2 Monster Beast Black Wind Wolf King causing trouble in Black Wind Mountain. Requirement: Foundation Establishment stage cultivator. Reward: 3000 Contribution Points, Wolf King materials belong to the individual.]

The missions varied widely, with different levels of difficulty and rewards.

Lin Changsheng glanced over them; most were odd jobs or collection tasks with low rewards but were safe.

The high-reward missions often came with great risks. Lin Changsheng's goal was clear.

He needed a mission with decent rewards, moderate difficulty, and most importantly, one he could complete alone.

He didn't want to team up with others. Too many people meant too many eyes, which could expose his secrets. He quickly found a suitable mission.

[Mission: Patrol the Herb Garden in the Back Mountain. Requirement: None. Reward: 50 Contribution Points.]

The Herb Garden in the Back Mountain was a place where the sect grew some common herbs, with nothing precious, and the security was lax.

The patrol mission was essentially just taking a stroll there to prevent any wild beasts or unruly disciples from causing damage.

Leisurely, safe, and the reward was decent.

It was practically tailor-made for Lin Changsheng.

He approached the deacon in charge of issuing missions and handed over his Identification Wood Plate.

"Disciple Lin Changsheng, I would like to take on the mission to patrol the Herb Garden in the Back Mountain."

The deacon was a middle-aged man who seemed a bit lazy. He took the wood plate and glanced at it.

"Lin Changsheng? First level of Qi Refining?" He raised his eyelids and looked at Lin Changsheng with some surprise.

"You're that 'Lucky Star'?" Lin Changsheng didn't expect that even the deacon at the Mission Hall knew of his reputation.

He could only nod with a stiff smile. "Yes, that's me."

"Heh, interesting."

The deacon chuckled and returned the wood plate to him. "Sorry, you can't take this mission."

"Why?" Lin Changsheng was taken aback. The mission clearly stated "Requirement: None."

"This mission was taken half an hour ago by Senior Brother Li Hu and his 'Tiger Gang.'"

The deacon said slowly.

"From now on, all missions regarding the Herb Garden in the Back Mountain are handled by them. No one else is allowed to interfere."

Lin Changsheng frowned deeply. Li Hu? Tiger Gang? He didn't expect this guy to have formed a gang and extended his reach into the Mission Hall.

This was clearly an attempt to monopolize the missions in this area and oppress other disciples.

"Deacon, the sect's rules state that missions are open to all disciples fairly. Isn't what they're doing against the rules?"

Lin Changsheng said in a deep voice.

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"Rules?" The deacon sneered, looking at him as if he were an idiot.

"Young man, in the Outer Sect, whoever has the bigger fist makes the rules. Senior Brother Li Hu is at the fourth level of Qi Refining, and he has Senior Brother Zhao from the Inner Sect backing him. What do you, a first-level Qi Refining newcomer, have to argue about rules?"

"I suggest you take on some cleaning tasks or something. No one will fight you for those." The deacon's tone was full of impatience and disdain.

Lin Changsheng's eyes turned cold. He understood now. This deacon, like Steward Wang before, was in cahoots with Li Hu.

Or rather, he had been bought off by Li Hu. It seemed that doing a mission peacefully was impossible.

In that case, they couldn't blame him for being impolite. "I understand." Lin Changsheng retrieved his wood plate and turned to leave.

He didn't argue further with the deacon because he knew it was meaningless.

What he needed to do was make that so-called "Tiger Gang" disappear from this world entirely.