While cultivating arduously, Lu Ye could obtain almost a thread of Dao Force every day. Such efficiency was incredible at the Dao Entry level, but for his own needs, what he gained from arduous cultivation was better than nothing.
At his current state, forging a single Dao Bone required four or five thousand Dao Force. Relying solely on arduous cultivation, it would probably take more than a decade just to raise his strength by one Dao Force.
Several days later, Du Quan came again and went straight to Lu Ye. With a broad, careless clasp of his hands, he said, "Commander Lu, the Garrison Lord requests your presence!"
A few days ago, he had suffered humiliation at the Crane Wing Camp. After returning, he had greatly embellished the tale to Du Feng, saying how Lu Ye and the others were insolent and how they arrogantly flaunted their merits. Du Feng had shown no reaction after hearing it, but Du Quan knew his temperament well. He would never let the matter rest so easily.
Sure enough, Du Feng wished to summon Lu Ye alone today.
Lu Ye slowly opened his eyes. After a brief ponder, he nodded. "Lead the way."
He rose and followed Du Quan forward. Wang Xun and the others nearby all frowned deeply, their faces filled with unease. But when Du Feng summoned him, Lu Ye could not refuse to go. No amount of worry on their part would help.
There was a crude Garrison Manor within the Stronghold, where Du Feng and his confidants usually resided.
Du Quan led Lu Ye there and ushered him into a great hall.
"My Lord, Commander Lu has arrived," Du Quan reported with cupped fists.
Du Feng was seated there, sipping tea. Hearing this, he raised his eyes toward Lu Ye,