Huan Shi appeared, and Long Aotian didn’t dare to make a move, so he had no choice but to speak to Han Qing.
He looked at Han Qing and asked, “You said you have someone you like. Who is that person?” As he spoke, Long Aotian was somewhat disdainful. He didn’t believe that Han Qing could easily fall for someone else.
“Song Cha, I like Song Cha,” Han Qing replied without hesitation.
Long Aotian: “…”
Hearing Han Qing’s words, Long Aotian was stunned.
Like Song Cha? How could that be? Han Qing was a woman, and Song Cha was also a woman.
In this situation, how could Han Qing possibly like Song Cha?
This Han Qing… unable to name someone she liked, she actually used another woman as a substitute.
And that person was the Song Cha he disliked the most.
“What do you like about Song Cha?” Long Aotian asked disdainfully.
“What do you mean by that?” Perhaps Long Aotian’s disdain for Song Cha was too obvious in his words, so obvious that Han Qing immediately sensed it.
And since Song Cha was someone Han Qing liked, how could she accept someone she liked being disdained by others?
So, Han Qing couldn’t help but slap Long Aotian again.
After this slap, Han Qing began to angrily extol Song Cha’s virtues to Long Aotian.
“Long Aotian, Song Cha is so beautiful, with a celestial appearance and a lovely voice, just like a fairy from the heavens.” At this point, Han Qing gave Long Aotian a disdainful look, “And you, with your ugly looks and vulgar demeanor! I must have been blind to have liked you in the past!”
Long Aotian: “…”
Long Aotian looked at Han Qing in disbelief. Him… ugly? Him… vulgar?
Long Aotian couldn’t imagine these words being used to describe him.
In the past, Long Aotian always considered himself a handsome man, capable of attracting countless young women.
He wanted to refute Han Qing’s words, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt the pain on his cheek.
Only then did Long Aotian remember that he had been burned to a crisp, and until he found a pill to restore his appearance, he could only maintain this state.
In this state, his appearance was indeed unsightly.
So refuting Han Qing’s words was impossible.
Long Aotian didn’t want to leave Han Qing’s thatched hut.
He was exhausted, both physically and mentally, and had no extra strength.
In this situation, he didn’t even hope to go out and buy pills; he just wanted to find a quiet place to heal, wait for the spiritual energy to slowly gather, and strengthen his body before planning anything else.
But Long Aotian’s wishful thinking didn’t come true.
He was mercilessly driven out by Han Qing, who was very concerned about her chastity.
Coincidentally, it started to rain outside.
Long Aotian, covered in wounds, staggered step by step through the rain towards his cave dwelling.
Meanwhile, Song Cha felt the spiritual energy around her gathering towards her at an even faster pace.
At that moment, she sensed something mysterious and beneficial converging upon her.
Song Cha suppressed the feeling of an impending breakthrough.
Otherwise, she was certain she could seize this opportunity to advance to a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
While being a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator was certainly desirable, stabilizing her foundation was still the most important thing.
If she were to break through naturally now, Song Cha wasn’t sure if it would damage her foundation.
So, in this situation, she decided to take more time to ease into it.
Song Cha compressed the gathered spiritual energy into her Nascent Soul.
This spiritual energy was exceptionally pure, seemingly carrying some extremely potent substance. After entering Song Cha’s Nascent Soul, it made her already flawless Nascent Soul even more transcendent.
After absorbing the spiritual energy for a while longer, You Ming An arrived.
This time, You Ming An appeared as imposing as before.
She wore a pitch-black robe with gold trim, a storage ring with embedded jade on her thumb, and exuded a cold aura, embodying the essence of a boss.
Seeing You Ming An’s attire, Song Cha was somewhat surprised.
She wondered who had chosen You Ming An’s clothes, giving her such a high sense of fashion.
Now, You Ming An’s outfit and demeanor were exactly like the villains in the historical dramas Song Cha had watched.
Dressed in an outfit that exuded a boss-like aura, You Ming An was very pleased with Song Cha’s surprised expression.
Choosing this outfit was no simple task for You Ming An.
She had it custom-made based on the attire of bosses from TV dramas in her past life.
As a cat, You Ming An never considered the issue of imitation being bad. Her only thought was to wear the most stunning clothes to impress Song Cha.
After all, she was currently one of Song Cha’s backup options.
In this situation, the most correct thing to do was to increase Song Cha’s favorability, gradually elevating her position among the backups.
Until one day, she could completely surpass the other backups and become Song Cha’s one and only.
“Cha Cha, I’ve come to take you shopping,” You Ming An said.
Song Cha: “…”
Since You Ming An’s last visit, Song Cha had been waiting for You Ming An to take her shopping.
So, after “politely” refusing a few times, Song Cha straightforwardly agreed.
Song Cha and You Ming An soon started shopping in Qingfeng City.
In the vast city of Qingfeng, the combination of making big money and the little black cat naturally equates to shopping spree after shopping spree.
The little black cat was a generous soul. Anything that Song Cha’s gaze lingered on for even a second, she would buy without hesitation.
Such extravagant spending was truly beyond belief.
The joy of the wealthy is something you can’t even begin to imagine.
Song Cha felt incredibly happy at that moment.
The feeling of getting whatever you want was simply exhilarating.
Just as Song Cha and You Ming An accidentally glanced at something, and the other person happily paid for it, a figure approached from afar.
This person was dressed in white with a shawl, exuding an ethereal aura.
She walked at a leisurely pace towards Song Cha.
With just a few steps, the person who was once far away was now standing in front of Song Cha.
The person before her had an ethereal beauty, giving off a sense of purity.
Upon seeing Song Cha, she smiled and called out Song Cha’s name, “Cha Cha.”
Song Cha: “…”
At first glance, Song Cha recognized her immediately.
Or rather, in this world, only this woman had such an ethereal aura, which made it easy for Song Cha to recognize her.
However, after recognizing the woman, Song Cha felt a bit happy.
It was known that this ethereal woman was Huan Shi, also a nine-tailed fox, the queen of the fox clan.
She was extremely wealthy, with countless spirit stones.
Previously, Song Cha had always wanted to experience the feeling of being taken on a shopping spree by Huan Shi.
Of course, kind-hearted Song Cha would never say that out loud.
Song Cha quickly looked at Huan Shi, and with surprise, spoke up, “Sister Huan Shi.”
“Cha Cha.” Huan Shi slightly curved her lips, a hint of a smile in her eyes, “For saving my life, I am eternally grateful. From now on, just call me Huan Shi.”
Song Cha: “…”
Hearing Huan Shi’s words, Song Cha couldn’t help but recall the time when Huan Shi pretended to be trapped by a broken rope in a cave.
Huan Shi was at the early stage of the God Transformation period; how could she possibly be trapped by a mere rope?
It was utterly ridiculous.
The life-saving grace obtained under such circumstances was nothing but a joke.
