Chapter 1993

Watching the others discuss excitedly, Gotō Ichirī felt deeply conflicted.

How curious!

But just thinking about meeting so many strangers made her entire body turn gray.

Someone will definitely die!

No, I really want to go—if I don't, won't I have nothing left to talk about with everyone?

I finally made friends—if I lose them too, that would be terrifying.

I could have endured the darkness, if I had never seen the light.

If I had never had friends, Gotō Ichirī would have been deeply saddened, but not as agonized as she was now.

To gain something and then lose it is absolutely painful.

As she pondered, suddenly a hand rested on her shoulder; a warm current surged through her entire body, jolting her—and even her timid nature seemed to improve slightly.

Martial cultivation, like immortal cultivation, is a path of refining essence, qi, and spirit together.

True qi contains divine radiance.

A strand of true qi flowed into Gotō Ichirī's body, like sunlight spilling into her heart, granting her temporary courage.

Ijichi Kōka is no evil person—she merely wanted to take Gotō Ichirī out to play.

If I used 333 true qi to directly alter her personality, it would harm Pochi too much.

"W-what's happening to me?" Gotō Ichirī said, confused. "Why do I suddenly feel less afraid?"

Ijichi Kōka smiled. "It's the mystery of martial cultivation—Pochi-chan can think of it as divine magic."

Yamada Suzu leaned close, staring at Gotō Ichirī with disbelief.

Just one tap, and Gotō Ichirī changed completely—this was too miraculous. She couldn't help but look toward Ijichi Kōka.

Ijichi Kōka clapped her hands. "No need for you, Suzu—your personality isn't like Pochi's, so nothing needs changing. Sister, let's go buy something."

Ijichi Hoshika nodded. "Mm, what do you want? Today I'm treating you."

Ijichi Kōka shook her head. "No need—I joined the chat group, you know. I get tons of gold just for daily check-ins."

Hearing this, Ijichi Hoshika stopped arguing.

Her little sister was now rich.

If she wanted, she could even rule the world—better keep my little money for myself.

The group left the store and stepped onto the street, beginning a major shopping spree.

Cake, black tea, dango…

In short, every delicacy they saw was packed into bags, then secretly stored by Kōka into a small ring, avoiding people and cameras.

This ring was a storage ring, bought by Ijichi Kōka on loan.

In modern times, this ring was incredibly convenient—truly a divine artifact.

After half an hour of bustling, the storage ring was filled with plenty of food.

Back at the store, Ijichi Kōka waved her hand, and a glowing portal appeared.

"So amazing!"

"Another world, here I come!"

Gotō Ichirī also cheered herself on and stepped through.

In an instant, the group left modern society and arrived in an ancient-style courtyard.

At this moment, Guo Xiang, Shang Xiuxun, Mu Wanqing, and others were gathered together, with pastries, tea, and fruit on the table…

Seeing the group's colorful hair, they all grew curious.

Guo Xiang gasped: "Golden and pink hair? How miraculous!"

Yin Susu sighed: "This is the myriad worlds. I always feel these girls have a completely different aesthetic from ours."

Mu Wanqing stared in shock: "You even know what 'aesthetic' means?"

Yin Susu rolled her eyes: "I'm not an idiot. I've only joined the group recently, but I've learned plenty."

After all, Su Xiao was a master of chatting, constantly spamming the group; after Yin Susu joined, she shifted her life's focus entirely to the chat group and naturally picked up many modern phrases.

She hadn't understood what "aesthetic" meant before.

Seeing Ijichi Kōka's group, the word instantly flashed in her mind.

Indeed, it was vivid and apt.

"Kōka-chan, snuggle!"

Su Xiao's eyes sparkled as she moved closer.

Ijichi Kōka groaned, stepping aside and lightly scolding: "I don't want to snuggle!"

Azhu whispered: "Sister Mu, what does 'snuggle' mean?"

Mu Wanqing's cheeks flushed slightly. "It's when two women…"

Azhu heard this and broke out in goosebumps.

She looked at Su Xiao, her gaze changing.

So terrifying—so women can actually do this with each other?

The Star Sect is indeed perverse.

But there, everyone is male; women are rare.

There, they bully virtuous women and stir up trouble—but women snuggling with women? Azhu had never seen it, never even heard of it.

Su Xiao sighed: "Azhu, what's that look for? I just wanted to show affection to Shitabazawa the Archangel."

Ijichi Kōka sighed: "Hello, sisters. By the way, I brought food from our world—hope you don't mind."

Saying this, she waved her hand and pulled out many items.

The ancient people stared in wonder at the brightly colored modern snacks and cakes.

Guo Xiang exclaimed in delight: "Are these modern pastries? They smell so sweet."

As for delicacies, Guo Xiang naturally loved them too.

Yin Susu looked at Yotsuya Kōka, who had casually pulled out many items, and said: "Is this the Space Art that Sister Su mentioned?"

Yotsuya Kōka shook her head and waved her finger: "It's not the Space Art—it's a Storage Ring. My realm is about the same as yours; I can't cultivate the Space Art."

"Storage Ring?"

Everyone was greatly shocked.

Su Xiao let out a light huff: "This thing is totally ordinary. When I have time, I'll forge a batch and put them up in Shangcheng—you can exchange for them yourselves."

Gotō Ichirī, Yamada Ryo, Kita Ikuyo, and Yotsuya Hoshika listened to the chatter around them but understood nothing; they grew anxious and looked toward Yotsuya Kōka.

If you can't even understand the words, how can you appreciate this era?

Yotsuya Kōka felt embarrassed—she'd forgotten that everyone lacked the chat group's boost and couldn't understand a word.

Su Xiao smiled: "Minor issue."

With a thought, Gotō Ichirī and the others suddenly understood everything being said—and could now speak the language fluently.

Everyone found it astonishing and joined the conversation.

"Incredible! She mastered a whole language in an instant. When we go back, won't we be able to use this ability to earn money as translators?" Yamada Ryo's eyes sparkled.

The women all felt deeply tempted.

After all, they were just ordinary people, still troubled by money.