Another World Trip: Journey with My Cat and an Otaku Loli Goddess Chapter 45 - Incorrectly Exploded Explosion

This was it, the first cultivation-based adventure, a bona fide relic!

It was time to formally start the legend. It would start here, at the Peach Blossom Sage relic.

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I stepped into the portal with undisguised excitement. You could see it clearly on my face, though everyone always disagreed.

My vision twisted, and I couldn’t tell up from down. At the same time, I felt headless, like my body was no longer my own, a feeling my drunk uncle felt most of the time I reckon.

There also appeared to be some kind of unique pulling force that was probing my body, it wasn’t long before I heard some cracking sounds, that didn’t sound good.

By the time I could see again, I was in a hall that smelt like old people and the only person by my side was… Shen Ling? That’s interesting.

“Where’s everyone else?” she asked while looking around with a confused expression.

I looked around, but I wasn’t confused. I mean, we all know how this song and dance goes, am I right?

However, she didn’t, so I had to explain. “According to normal cultivator logic, the space transference properties of the portal probably separated us, and the mere fact that you are with me is nothing short of luck. Whether it’s good or bad… well that remains to be seen.”

She looked at me as if she understood, but at the same time didn’t. Something tells me I’m going to be experiencing a lot more of those looks.

“C’mon, we gotta find the others,” I waved to Shen Ling beckoning her to follow me.

We were walking down what appeared to be a corridor, or maybe it was a hallway. I really miss Google when it comes to things like this, but oh well.

At least most of the knowledge I got from the internet and my last savage novel/manga binge is meant to help me go ‘meh,’ a lot in this world. With a trade-off like that, I can’t really complain.

“This place feels weird to me for some reason.”

Shen Ling ran her hands across the wall of the corridor as we walked along.

There was an expression on her face that I couldn’t quite make out. Then again, when it came to social cues, no a

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