Solitary Peak.
Inside a dilapidated courtyard filled with weeds.
There stood a wooden hut that was half-collapsed. It looked no different to a dreary-looking abandoned wooden hut in the mountains.
"Junior, our immortal sect has been recruiting disciples recently, so all the places have been pre-arranged for them. Settle down here for now. Once those recruits fail their assessments, their rooms will become available, and I will immediately arrange a new place for you," said the disciple who led Maxwell to Solitary Peak.
Maxwell waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter; this place is quite good already."
Quite good?!
Gold Immortal Sect has fallen to the point where they don't have any spare rooms? Most likely, it was the Sect Leader and the Elders in the main hall that specially arranged this.
Maxwell didn't mind.
He had a reason for coming to the Gold Immortal Sect, so it didn't matter if he had to stay at a poorer accommodation.
