Chu Man quickly followed Song Cha upstairs.
At this moment, Song Cha’s phone was fully charged.
The first thing she did was check the date.
It had only been a month since she had traveled through time.
This relatively short period made Song Cha breathe a sigh of relief.
After relaxing, Song Cha began to look for her cat.
She cared a lot about the little black cat, Coal Ball.
After all, she had bought it when it was just a kitten and had been raising it ever since, almost like family.
How could she not care about such a cat?
However, even after checking the house and using her spiritual sense, she still couldn’t find any trace of Coal Ball.
What puzzled Song Cha was that she had been at home when she traveled through time.
In this situation, why was her original body missing too?
Thinking about this, Song Cha couldn’t help but feel troubled.
In the past, she might not have had a solution, but now that she was a cultivator, she had some methods.
With this in mind, Song Cha began to search for the aura of the little black cat and her body.
But contrary to her expectations, the search revealed nothing, as if these scents had never existed in the world.
Cultivators are very sensitive; they might not sense the aura of other cultivators, but her original self and the little black cat were ordinary beings.
She should have been able to detect the aura left by ordinary beings.
Could it be…
something happened that she didn’t know about?
Chu Man noticed Song Cha’s furrowed brows and couldn’t help but asked with concern, “Cha’er, what’s wrong?”
“I’m thinking about how we should live in this world,” Song Cha replied.
Chu Man was taken aback by Song Cha’s words.
She hadn’t considered this issue.
The spiritual energy in this world wasn’t abundant, so the cultivation level of cultivators here was likely not high.
In such circumstances, it would affect Song Cha’s cultivation.
Moreover, in this unfamiliar world, Song Cha would surely feel out of place.
Thinking of this, Chu Man felt a rare sense of regret.
If she had known that ascending would bring Song Cha to this world, she might have chosen not to ascend yet.
She could have waited until all her spiritual power transformed into immortal power before making any plans.
By then, she would have reached the Great Ascension stage and wouldn’t have to worry about those people…
but now…
“Master, let’s leave this place,” Song Cha said.
In fact, the main reasons Song Cha came home this time were to get her phone, computer, and find the little black cat.
After getting her fully charged phone, computer, and power bank, Song Cha didn’t plan to stay any longer.
Song Cha’s appearance was different from before she transmigrated, and she didn’t intend to live in her own house.
Now that she’s a cultivator and has a portable abode, living in an apartment building doesn’t feel safe.
After all, cultivators are very sensitive, and having strangers’ presence all around is really uncomfortable.
Chu Man also didn’t want to live in such a crowded and cramped place, so after hearing Song Cha’s words, she quickly followed her out.
Once outside, Song Cha quickly walked forward.
Along the way, people kept looking at Song Cha and Chu Man, but neither of them paid any attention.
When they passed by a hot pot restaurant, Song Cha finally stopped.
She looked at Chu Man and said, “Master, let’s go in and take a look.”
Chu Man: “…”
Chu Man never refused Song Cha’s requests, especially since she had made a mistake by bringing Song Cha to a world with thin spiritual energy.
Feeling guilty, Chu Man naturally followed Song Cha’s lead.
“Okay.”
With Chu Man’s agreement, the two quickly entered the hot pot restaurant.
As soon as they entered, they were greeted by the rich aroma of hot pot.
Chu Man immediately realized this was a restaurant.
Although the large pot looked strange and the way of eating seemed odd, it didn’t stop Chu Man from sitting down and starting to order from the menu.
Chu Man ordered hot pot very quickly, selecting over a dozen plates of meat and vegetables in no time.
This time, Song Cha didn’t pretend to be a vegetarian.
It wasn’t that Song Cha didn’t want to act like a green tea, but she hadn’t had hot pot or meat from hot pot in a long time.
Soon, the meat was served.
Under Song Cha’s watchful eye, Chu Man followed the example of others at nearby tables and put the meat into the pot.
The meat quickly cooked in the hot pot.
Song Cha and Chu Man started dipping and eating.
Cultivators, if nothing else, have strong learning abilities.
Chu Man began to eat with skill.
They ate in the hot pot restaurant for nearly two hours, spending over a thousand before stopping.
When it came time to pay, Song Cha didn’t pay directly but handed her phone to the cashier to help find the payment code to scan.
Chu Man didn’t suspect a thing.
After finishing their meal, it was already getting dark.
“Master, let’s find a place to rest,” Song Cha suggested.
“…”
As a cultivator, resting shouldn’t be necessary, but considering that Song Cha had arrived in this unfamiliar world, she must be feeling uneasy.
A bit of rest wouldn’t hurt.
“Alright.
Where would you like to rest, Cha’er?”
“Master, I have a portable abode. Let’s find a secluded spot and enter it to rest,” Song Cha decided to reveal the existence of her portable space now that they were in this world.
In fact, Song Cha didn’t mind telling Chu Man and the others about her portable space.
They weren’t the type to value profit over relationships.
Chu Man didn’t object.
The two quickly found a deserted grove.
In the grove, Song Cha took Chu Man’s hand and pulled her into the space.
Chu Man was stunned as soon as she entered the space.
The space was filled with an incredibly dense spiritual energy.
Even just stepping in, she could feel countless streams of spiritual energy seeping into her body through her pores, a stark contrast to the thin spiritual energy outside.
