Life on the front lines was actually quite pleasant.
The only problem was the slow pace of his Cultivation.
Every day, Du Youqian would drink and carouse with other Nascent Soul Masters or promising Core Formation Masters, occasionally showing off a skill—like Alchemy, Artifact Refining, Puppetry Art, or Talisman Making...
As for his Divination Art and Array Dao, Du Youqian never flaunted them in public.
'A man has to keep some aces up his sleeve.'
The Long-tailed Golden Chicken was even more anxious than Du Youqian, pestering him every other day. "Where's the caravan? Where's your caravan? What about the Bi Fang Gravel? We want the Bi Fang Gravel!"
Du Youqian simply stalled.
Organizing the caravan and training the personnel all took time.
Moreover, the people responsible for gathering the Bi Fang Gravel in the future had to be absolutely loyal. 'He couldn't possibly have the great Qingxu Tongxuan Guanmiao True Monarch himself bend over to pick up rocks, could he!'
