Chapter 47 - We’re At The Last Room In The Not Relic?
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Another World Trip: Journey with My Cat and an Otaku Loli Goddess Chapter 47 - We’re At The Last Room In The Not Relic?

The Peach Blossom Sage nodded his head in return before he continued. “I had a lover once, and she too was a… an Abyss Ghost. I say this to you now, if you don’t grow stronger than you are now, this world will destroy her.”


Long Di heard the hesitation in his voice a while ago regarding Shen Ling and her Abyss Ghost heritage, but he figured he would come around to it later since imminent death via world destruction was on the horizon.

“Why? I’ve read that this race was once on top of the world but they did… ‘something,’ that caused them to be enemies with everyone. So you’re telling me that this crime is so great that not even a mixed-breed Abyss Ghost girl isn’t allowed to live because of it?”

“You must be well-read if you know this much,” the Peach Blossom Sage said with a bit of surprise in his voice, not expecting Long Di to be so erudite.

“When I was a baby, I was on a strict diet of eat, poop, cultivate, doodoo, sleep, poop and poo- I mean reading. You pick up on a couple of things when you live your life like that.”


The Peach Blossom Sage didn’t know how to respond to that, so he did the next best thing. Find the railway he deviated from and stick to it for dear life. Heaven knows that Long Di had the ability to derail a conversation without batting an eye.

“The Abyss Ghost race is extremely gifted with several divine abilities. My love was a part of this race as well, and many things I had and created were done with her in mind. I can tell that this young one will grow to be a kingdom-toppling beauty one day just like most of them.”

As he said this, he reached his hand towards the barrier of light that was erected behind him.

His hand passed through effortlessly, the only indication being the spread of ripples akin to the presence of a pebble that would shatter the serenity of a peaceful lake.

He gently cradled the piece of cloth, proffering it to Long Di. “This is something I had made for my love. Its name is Blossoming Abyss and if the young one here can wear it, well… it means we were co

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