She wanted to sit in a garden and stare blankly at a koi pond until her heart rate returned to a normal, non-lethal rhythm.
But the Official Sect Martial Ranking waited for no one.
The monolithic black spirit-stone Ranking Board back in the Celestial Sword Sect was updating constantly.
Disciples were grinding merit points like caffeinated squirrels hoarding nuts for an upcoming winter.
If Ji'an wanted to maintain her unrestricted hall pass to leave the mountain, her glorious and highly lucrative grocery-shopping visa, she needed to log high-tier missions.
And the next mission on her ledger was a subjugation request targeting a horde of mutated, armored crustacean-beasts, which was located outside the borders of the Azure Empire, deep within the treacherous Eastern Coastal Wastes.
Her departure date was looming.
The hourglass was draining.
She had exactly five days left in the capital.
And she was spending those five days hopelessly stressed out of her mind.
