The next day.
The sky was a blanket of gray, and the winter wind carried a bone-piercing chill.
As usual, Mo Yun arrived early at the gravel clearing at the foot of North Mountain, before dawn had broken, and began practicing his martial arts.
He exhaled a plume of white breath, reached into his robes, and took out several porcelain bottles, giving them a shake.
Almost empty...
He discovered that his Qi-Blood Pills, Dragon-Tiger Pills, and Marrow-Washing Pills were all about to run out.
I'll finish all the pills tomorrow. As luck would have it, tomorrow is also the first of the next month, so I can buy more.
I wonder when the First-Class Guard paperwork will be finished. The sooner it's done, the sooner I can buy the pills reserved exclusively for First-Class Guards.
Glancing up at the still-gray sky, Mo Yun let out a heavy breath.
Although the Village Master had personally said yesterday that the paperwork would be completed today, some unforeseen triviality might still crop up and delay it.
Shaking his head, Mo Yun put those thoughts aside and began taking his pills and training.
He still did not have to stand duty today, since his leave began tomorrow.
Besides, he was about to become a First-Class Guard, and his duties would need to be reassigned.
Had he not been waiting here for the First-Class Guard procedures to be completed, Mo Yun would already have packed his bags and been on his way back to Yellow Maple Town.
His fists stirred howling winds, and his blood qi surged.
After training for roughly an hour, Mo Yun stopped and raised his wrist to inspect the Black-and-White Seal on it.
The deep radiance of the Black Seal was now almost full, lacking only that final sliver.
*If nothing