Once everything was ready, Zhang Xiaofan and Luo Yunji both looked at Tian Buyi.
Tian Buyi sighed inwardly, summoned a ball of fire, and heated the three buckets of water.
Above them, the moon shone bright among sparse stars; before them stood pitch-black woods; to the left, an earthen mound blocked the night wind; to the right was the tent.
It was truly comfortable beyond compare!
Although this was not his first time traveling with his disciples, every time they served him so comfortably that Tian Buyi felt no sense of being on a journey at all. It was as relaxing as being at home.
Tian Buyi felt that if his disciples kept serving him like this, he would definitely become depraved! If one day he had no disciples traveling with him and instead had to journey alongside other members of the Azure Cloud Sect, would he be unbearably unused to it?
The next day, Tian Buyi was lured awake by the aroma of Zhang Xiaofan's breakfast. As soon as he walked out of the tent, he saw that Zhang Xiaofan had already finished making breakfast and set it out on the Golden Table.
"Master! You eat first! I'll go wake Little Junior Brother!" Zhang Xiaofan said, wiping his hands as he walked toward Luo Yunji's tent.
Tian Buyi looked at the breakfast served in golden vessels on the Golden Table and kept shaking his head. "Too extravagant! Too spoiled! Too depraved..."
He shook his head while stuffing food into his mouth, eating with a face full of smiles—a textbook case of saying one thing and meaning another.
After breakfast, the three of them packed everything away, then stepped into the Black Forest together.
One foot came down, and beneath it was a white bone that instantly weathered into powder.