"The Divine Weapons for the Gandharva Army are already being forged, and they will soon be replenished!"
Vishwakarman declared.
"Good!"
"These days, the Ritual Master Immortal has been engrossed in arduous cultivation, leaving the position of the Devas' mentor vacant!"
"Your son, the Myriad Forms Immortal, is quite remarkable!"
"Once we emerge victorious, I will appoint him as the mentor!"
Kashigyakya said with a laugh.
This tactic of making promises to incentivize action was something the teacher had taught him, known as 'drawing a large cake.'
No matter whether the position of the Devas' mentor was really vacant, making a promise first was what mattered—the authority to decide still lay in his hands afterward.
Hearing this, the Artisan God Vishwakarman's eyes lit up.
"I understand!"
Vishwakarman immediately responded.
He transformed into a streak of golden light and vanished from the scene with a whoosh.
