"...And, they're hoping you can give them a portable Concealing Array. They want to use it to protect their disciples and future generations. It seems they've become quite pessimistic," Yang Wuling reported with his head lowered, not daring to meet Du Youqian's gaze. "My Lord, forgive me for overstepping..."
"If you know you're overstepping, then don't speak," Du Youqian said coolly.
As expected, Yang Wuling didn't dare say another word. He just stood there with his head down, awaiting a response.
Du Youqian rubbed his numb face.
'Do you have any idea what my last three months have been like?' he wanted to ask.
Day and night, it was Alchemy, Artifact Refining, Talisman Making...
And all the Elixirs and Magical Artifacts he crafted were Low Level junk, suitable for Qi Cultivation Middle to Late Stage Cultivators.
Mindless, repetitive labor.
It did nothing to help his own progress.
He was about to turn into an unfeeling Artifact Refining and Alchemy Machine.
