Cultivation Quick Transmigration: The Believer Girl is Lacking Money and Morals

Slurp the last bite of the spicy hot pot, coated with sesame sauce and chili oil, into your mouth, and exhale a satisfied breath filled with hot and spicy aroma.

He tossed the empty bowl into the large trash can in his spatial dimension, thinking that he would need to empty it once he got deeper into the forest, as he had forgotten to deal with it before he died in his previous life, and it was almost full.

With a clearer understanding, my mind started working even faster.

After much deliberation, she concluded that going to Tianrui Valley, down to the main city, and to Zhilanfang was now a done deal.

I've heard that place is a sacred land for alchemy, filled with recipes, alchemy furnaces, and medicinal herbs—a paradise for beginners.

Alchemy is a must-learn skill; it will give you more advantages when you travel to different worlds in the future.

After all, not every world has spiritual power, and she can't even use too much power from outside the small world, otherwise she will be in a very passive position.

First, find a simple, basic collection of prescriptions.

The lowest grade one pills are enough for her to use in the small world.

If she's talented, she might be able to make money from it in the future.

She was dirt poor, her pockets were emptier than her face, belonging to the impoverished class of the cultivation world, no, she should be called a beggar.

Oh, right, I also need to learn some basic spells.

Fireball Technique, Water Drawing Technique, Wind Control Technique... She doesn't know a single one of these standard skills in the cultivation world!

Who would believe it if I told them? The original owner of this body was, after all, a young lady from a family of cultivators, right?

If this gets out, it will probably become the biggest joke in the Nebula Continent.

In the original owner's memories, her knowledge of cultivation was so scarce that it was as if she had not grown up in the cultivation continent. The little she knew was only from what she overheard in other people's conversations.

When it was time to go to school, I went twice, and then I never went again.

The elders in the clan simply thought the child lacked ambition, shook their heads, and stopped worrying about it. It was still a matter of the value of talent; if Mo Chenchen had a single spiritual root, a double spiritual root, or even a triple spiritual root, the story wouldn't have ended this way.

Even if Mo Chenchen truly lacks ambition, her family would not allow it.

By the way, why was the original owner named Mo Chenchen? Actually, the original owner's name was Mo Lingchen. It was just because she had a bad temper and never smiled. Everyone said that she was always gloomy.

Over time, everyone said she didn't seem like a member of the Mo family, so they started calling her Mo Chenchen. Eventually, even she herself started to believe that this was her name.

This made her feel even more inferior. Why was she different from her older brothers and sisters? Was it because a useless person with five spiritual roots was not worthy of being the same?

To put it bluntly, the little girl is a patient with depression and autism in the world of cultivation.

Because the Reincarnation Technique allows Mo Chenchen to travel through space, it increases the strength of her soul each time, making her consciousness far stronger than others, which can be considered a minor cheat.

With its wide detection range and high accuracy, this is her biggest advantage at present; whether she can walk steadily on a dark road depends entirely on it.

I acted on my idea immediately, and before I knew it, it was completely dark outside, and even the birds in the woods had stopped chirping.

All that was left were some rustling sounds, I couldn't tell if they were insects or something else. I doubt anyone in their right mind would still be wandering around in the woods at this hour.

She changed into a classic post-apocalyptic workwear set from her spatial dimension. It was dark green, durable, and dirt-resistant, and most importantly, it had many pockets—very convenient! She had gotten used to it herself.

Mo Chenchen changed into two outfits before finally finding one that fit. She had just forgotten that this body was only 13 years old…

So, she hasn't even looked at herself properly yet? She hasn't even thought to look in the mirror while taking a shower.

As she was thinking, a two-meter-tall full-length mirror appeared in front of her, and Mo Chenchen looked at her own face.

Thirteen years old, nothing much to see, skin a little yellowish from malnutrition, a small face, a pair of almond-shaped eyes blinking, okay.

It's hard to tell anything clearly. It's neither good-looking nor ugly. We'll have to wait and see how it grows.

Thinking of the original owner's wretched mother, who was indeed quite pretty, gentle and frail, she was a sight to behold.

Mo Chenchen touched her face twice. Could she have grown up to look like that? No way, that's the type she dislikes the most.

I found a machete and held it in my hand.

After thinking for a moment, he took out two more pistols with silencers and skillfully strapped them to the holsters on his thighs.

This thing is standard equipment in the apocalypse, and in this world of cultivation, it's probably considered a surprise hidden weapon.

It definitely won't work for those with high cultivation levels, but it's still very effective for those in the Qi Refining stage.

He also strapped a sharp dagger to his calf, just in case.

She has a kind of post-apocalyptic female warrior mixed with an unknown cultivator from the immortal world, which is quite incongruous, but she likes it very much.

She took a deep breath, and with a thought, she flashed out of the space and returned to the Green Mist Forest.

Taking the official route is definitely not an option.

It's obvious to anyone with a brain that the Mo family must have sent people to guard all the major intersections.

The only way to get there is through the Green Mist Forest.

After all, in everyone's mind, Mo Chenchen was a useless person with no cultivation, and taking this path was no different from sending herself to her death.

Even if they had thought of it, they probably already assumed she was already that monster's meal.

Mo Chenchen pursed her lips and carefully spread out her divine sense, covering an area of ​​nearly 30 meters around herself. Going any further would be too much of a waste of energy and unnecessary.

She began to move forward slowly, very slowly.

He took extremely light steps, landing silently, his eyes scanning the surroundings, his ears perked up, and his divine sense operating at full capacity, not missing a single sound.

Anyway, there's plenty of food in the space, so she's not in a hurry. She can take her time walking. She's not in a rush to be reincarnated either.

She moves at the same speed as the tortoise, prioritizing safety above all else.

She knew too little about this world; it was all fragmented information she had overheard from the original owner, piecemeal and incoherent. Even the biggest jigsaw puzzle she had ever played wasn't this difficult.

Most of the information came from the novels, short dramas, TV series and movies she had seen in her previous life.

Things like murder and treasure hunting, spirit beasts suddenly laying eggs, falling off cliffs, accidentally entering secret realms, etc.

She knew all the tricks, but only when she experienced it firsthand did she understand what it meant to be hard to explain in a few words.

If there really were some kind of secret realm, little Karami would definitely be the first to run away.

Sigh! Forget about it, let's just calm down and keep going. I'll dream tonight; you can have anything in your dreams.

After walking and stopping for about an hour, apart from the occasional darting of a few small demons, there was nothing else, and everything was peaceful.

Just as she was about to relax a little, a red and green... snake suddenly stood up from the bushes in front of her?

He has an unsavory appearance, and he's downright sleazy.

She immediately stopped and held her breath; this was the animal she hated most, bar none.