The Seven Stars Sect Master disappeared from sight like a gourd rolling across the ground. Wang Wu dusted off her hands, her face full of disdain. "What a bore. I thought I'd get to play a little longer."
Xuan Mo sheathed his sword and stood respectfully behind Wang Wu like a dedicated bodyguard. He secretly glanced at Wang Wu. This woman was clearly unfathomably powerful, yet she loved pretending to be crazy and foolish. Playing tricks on people was practically her daily routine. Sometimes, he really wondered whether becoming her disciple had been a blessing or a curse.
Xuan Mo shook his head as he watched from the side. He had completely surrendered to his master's lawless nature. They had clearly come to resolve the Seven Stars Sect's problems, yet it seemed as though they had come on a sightseeing trip.
"Master, shouldn't we be heading back?" Xuan Mo asked tentatively.
Wang Wu waved her hand, plopped herself down on the ridge between the fields, and casually plucked a foxtail grass stem to chew on. "What's the hurry? Since we've finally come to the countryside, shouldn't we enjoy ourselves properly?"
With that, she grabbed Xuan Mo and pointed at a farmhouse courtyard in the distance, smoke rising from its chimney. "Come on, Little Mo. Let's go try some Farmer's School cuisine!"
Xuan Mo wore a helpless expression, but he didn't dare disobey his master's orders. He could only follow Wang Wu with quick, mincing steps. Xuan Mo sighed and had no choice but to go along.
Over the next few days, Wang Wu completely let herself loose. She dragged Xuan Mo all around the Seven Stars Sect's base, sampling local snacks and experiencing the joys of rural life. Roasted sweet potatoes, candied hawthorns, handmade cold rice noodles—there was nothing she