After that, Mo Hua's days visibly became peaceful again: reading, studying array formations, drinking tea, and keeping little senior sister company.
When he thought of those exhausting days in Ganxue Prefecture, fighting the Evil God of the Great Wilderness and unifying the Divine Path across the Great Wilderness, Mo Hua would still occasionally fall into a daze, seized by a subtle sense of unreality.
But that was what the Small Blessed Land was like—leisurely to an absurd degree.
No matter whether there was wind or rain outside, no matter how many calamities and murders raged beyond, this place remained tranquil and serene.
Mo Hua could only do his best to adapt to these peaceful days.
Peace was a blessing. Having weathered famine and war, Mo Hua understood that deeply.
Though he did not know how long these peaceful days would last, he had to cherish the time he had now.
That morning, Mo Hua was drinking tea and reading an Array Manual at the white jade table in the small courtyard. He happened to look up and saw Xiao Ju walking in from outside, her little face flushed red, with a trace of mud still clinging to the hem of her dress and the edges of her shoes.
Mo Hua asked, "Did you go check on the Orange Tree again?"
"Mm." Xiao Ju nodded, walked to the table, took a clean cup, and gulped down some tea. Then she flopped onto the table with a heavy sigh, her little face full of worry.
"It still hasn't grown?" Mo Hua asked.
Xiao Ju nodded again and sighed.
"Oranges get eaten so quickly, just a few bites and they're gone. But growing them yourself is so hard and takes so long..."
Mo Hua nodded and slowly sighed. "That's why everyone wants