Ying Zijin took a sip of tea, "How was the journey?"
"Don’t mention it," Jun Muqian shrugged, "I ran into some problems on my way to find you. I asked a few people, and all the information they gave me was wrong." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
"I reckon it’s because your abilities became too strong after you woke up, making it impossible to monitor you, and the time flow in each world is different."
Ying Zijin nodded.
From a supernatural perspective, the flow of time can be altered.
From a technological perspective, different worlds are located in different dimensional spaces, and each planet has different rotation and revolution speeds, so naturally, time is not the same.
"I originally placed a Chaos Locator on you and gathered a trace of my Divine Sense." Jun Muqian furrowed her brow, "I could only determine that you weren’t in any mortal danger, but just a few years ago, this trace of Divine Sense dissipated, making it completely impossible to determine your situation."
"This trace of Divine Sense was forcibly removed, causing my soul to be missing a part, and I had to recuperate, so I was delayed on the journey again."
Upon hearing this, Ying Zijin’s gaze suddenly sharpened.
So, back when she died from blood loss, it wasn’t just the Gene Lock at work; Jun Muqian’s Divine Sense was also protecting her.
For people in the Spirit Cultivation World, especially a peak-level practitioner like Jun Muqian, Divine Sense is more important than the flesh.
It’s equivalent to a lifeline.
She would sacrifice her life for her, and she could lay down her life for her as well.
There’s no deeper friendship than this.
"You know in the vast universe, there are countless worlds, and many similar ones." Jun Muqian stroked her chin, pondering, "After I finished recuperating, I then accidentally entered another place quite like this."
"I was just about to ask for directions when someone ended up blowing themselves up. That explosion even affected me, incredible."
Ying Zijin slowly lifted her gaze, "Blew themselves up?"
What kind of move is that?
"Yeah, it was tragic, blew themselves up." Jun Muqian clicked her tongue in lament, "I don’t know what kind of karma that was, far worse than anything I’ve experienced in the past. I just gloated a little."
Ying Zijin: "..."
She held her forehead.
She indeed has a knack for attracting silly people.
The two chatted on the sofa, occasionally gaming, occasionally watching shows together.
No one knew how many days and nights had passed.
"Want to go for a stroll with me?" Jun Muqian stretched lazily, "Back to the Desolate Ancient, or to the Illusory Daqian? Or somewhere else to hit someone?"
Ying Zijin yawned, "Anything is fine."
"Then let’s go." Jun Muqian stood up, as if remembering something, turned around, gritting her teeth, "Don’t use your Divine Calculation ability on me."
Hearing this, Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow, "Alright, hold on, I’ll write a diary first."
She opened her computer and brought up the secret notebook in the NOK forum.
![Chapter 1189: The End – Our Story Is Still Very, Very Long [Must Read] 1](https://enapi.swnovels.net/assets/chapters/2137702/0.png?v=1766305318)
VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot