Life wasn't bad.
In fact, it was... surprisingly solid?a
His cultivation was progressing smoothly.
There really wasn't a need to rush anything.
Even if he wanted to, he couldn't rush the tasks.
That was like asking bamboo to grow faster by yelling at it.
Pointless. Just enjoy the shade when it arrives.
So why stress?
Pace is pace. Progress is progress.
He might as well savor the journey.
What did get him excited though, was thinking about the future of the store.
Right now, everything was still mostly food and drinks. Noodles, chips, soda, tea, and the almighty soft serve ice cream.
But this was the Dimensional Convenience Store.
Not Dimensional Mini-Mart of Snacks and Sadness.
Someday, there'd be categories.
Imagine it.
Beauty section. Tools and gadgets. Stationery?
Cultivator-grade phones?
Spiritual mop that cleans itself?
Heck, he'd take a frying pan that didn't burn eggs.
Hao couldn't wait.
