Lu Yang arrived at the Task Hall late in the night, finding the vast hall occupied by only a handful of people.
From Lu Yang's understanding, his Senior Brother and Sisters lived a disciplined rhythm of life. They would complete tasks during the day, slaying demons and defending the Righteous Path, but would either revel or meditate restfully at night.
Of course, their kind of revelry wasn't understood in a mundane sense. They would immerse in their merriment while drinking and dueling each other, not letting the need for rest or cultivation be compromised.
That's why the Task Hall was nearly empty at this time.
Lu Yang scrolled through the exchange column, selecting magic tree seeds with good ranks and reasonable prices.
"Holly Tree, Pomegranate Tree, Apple Tree…"
Lu Yang catalogued the seeds. Although they were of good quality and decent prices, none of them were particularly striking.