Goodness, Chi Xuanzhu really dares to think big; maybe he really does know something.

Zhong Muyu sighed and told the truth: "To tell you the truth, I am not actually Zhong Muyu."

What does this mean?

"I am not this Zhong Muyu, but my name is indeed Zhong Muyu..."

Zhong Muyu briefly told Chi Xuanzhu about her transmigration, including the space that accompanied her, but omitted the existence of 4601.

Chi Xuanzhu looked surprised and puzzled, as this was something he hadn't expected.

"This world is truly mysterious; there are actually such things."

Zhong Muyu smiled and said, "I think so too, but compared to time travel, I still think your existence is more mysterious."

"That only proves that compared to all things in this world, we are still very insignificant. I understand your situation, but it is certain that you are a member of the Spirit Clan. Perhaps it was your arrival that activated your consciousness space."

"If that's the case, why is that space visible and tangible? And why can I store things in it?"

As he spoke, Zhong Muyu took out a toy yellow duck from a distance and threw it at Chi Xuanzhu.

Chi Xuanzhu reached out and grabbed the little yellow duck, which then made a "squeak squeak" sound.

"In the history of the Spirit Clan, there have indeed been people who have been able to transform the consciousness space into reality, but such people are extremely rare. You are indeed a rare human being."

"Don't treat me like a protected animal. Since you know so much, and you know I'm not General Zhong's biological daughter, you must know about my background, right?"

"I have a guess, but I'm not sure. Are you really interested to know?"

Zhong Muyu shook her head: "I don't want to know. To be honest, I just want to live a good life right now and don't want to get involved with any spirit races or supernatural beings."

Based on the movies, TV series, and novels Zhong Muyu had watched before, curiosity killed the cat; knowing too much is never a good thing.

"Fine, it's just my guess anyway. You can find out the truth yourself when you want to. In any case, the current Spirit Clan is not suitable for you."

"Yes, thank you for your understanding."

Chi Xuanzhu continued, "I only briefly explored your consciousness space and found that it is actually unimaginably vast, and what you are using is only a small part of it."

"That's true, but this small portion is enough. I'm a person who is easily satisfied."

"But now that you're here and know your background, and you'll be using this space frequently in the future, you must have more ways to protect yourself, and don't be like before."

Chi Xuanzhu flicked his whisk at Zhong Muyu, and some glittering gold dust flew towards her. Zhong Muyu immediately felt her mind become much clearer.

"What's this?"

"It will increase your ability to manipulate the space of consciousness. As for how to do it, you'll have to figure that out for yourself."

Perhaps fearing that Zhong Muyu wouldn't take it seriously, Chi Xuanzhu took another book from the bookshelf and handed it to her: "Here, take this book. Do what it says, and you'll achieve twice the result with half the effort."

Seeing Chi Xuanzhu's careful explanation and earnest help, Zhong Muyu felt that his future was bleak. With the identity of a member of the Spirit Clan, his future days would probably be difficult.

"Thank you for helping me and explaining so much to me. May I go now?"

"Okay, I'll see you out."

Chi Xuanzhu escorted her out until they reached a desolate, overgrown wilderness.

"Just keep going straight ahead from here and you'll leave this place. After you go down the mountain, you'll reach Qingshui Village. As for how to get back to the city, you should have a way. I saw that you have a special mode of transportation in your space."

"You saw all of that? Okay, I'll teach you how to ride a bicycle sometime."

Chi Xuanzhu laughed and said, "Then it's settled. Also, if you ever have any difficulties in the future, remember to come to me. Just whistle in the mountains and you can get in."

He took out another bamboo whistle from his person and placed it in Zhong Muyu's hand.

A new amulet.

Just as Zhong Muyu was about to say goodbye, she saw Wen Jiao and the others running up from somewhere, looking very reluctant to part.

"Miss Zhong, are you leaving already?"

"Why don't we stay a few more days? There are so many wonderful places in this mountain; I'm planning to take you there!"

"..."

Chi Xuanzhu waved his hand, interrupting their chatter: "Miss Zhong has other important matters to attend to and cannot stay any longer. She will come again in the future. You may all leave now."

The maids looked regretful. Wen Jiao said to Zhong Muyu, "Take care on your journey, and remember to come back and see us."

Zhong Muyu nodded: "Definitely."

After Chi Xuanzhu chased them away, Zhong Muyu said, "Your maids are quite unique. Could they be some kind of mountain spirits or monsters?"

"No, they... sigh! I'll tell you when I have time later, maybe you can help them."

Seeing the sorrow on Chi Xuanzhu's face, Zhong Muyu decided not to ask any further questions and formally bid farewell to Chi Xuanzhu before heading out of the mountain.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, when Zhong Muyu looked back, the fairyland-like mountain forest scenery was no longer there.

The events that had happened before felt like a dream, but Zhong Muyu could never believe it was a dream.

Upon arriving in Qingshui Village, Zhong Muyu did not visit Uncle Zheng and his wife at their house. Her immediate priority was to return to the Prince's Mansion as soon as possible.

Just as she was contemplating whether to use her mountain bike, a pretty young girl walked towards her.

The young girl was astonished when she saw her and looked at her more closely: "You are... the Princess Consort of Ling?"

Who are you?

"It really is the Princess! Don't you recognize me? My name is Wen Hui. You're the one who saved me from being sacrificed!"

Zhong Muyu looked at her carefully and suddenly realized, "Oh! You're the bride who's to be sacrificed to the mountain god!"

"You remember now! That's right, there was a rush at the time, and I didn't have time to thank you. Wenhui thanks Your Highness for saving my life!"

Seeing that she was about to kneel down, Zhong Muyu quickly stopped her: "It's been so long, don't do such a big ceremony."

Wen Hui smiled shyly: "Your Highness, you are indeed as kind and approachable as the rumors say. I just wonder what you are doing here? Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Uh, I came back to take care of something. Speaking of which, I'm currently facing a problem. Are there any people from the village going to town at this time? I need to go back to the Prince's Mansion, but there are no carriages available."

"What a coincidence! I was just about to go to the city with my father to buy some things. If Your Highness doesn't mind, please come with us."

Zhong Muyu's eyes lit up: "What's there to complain about? I'm so lucky, let's go together!"

Wen Hui happily led Zhong Muyu to the front door, where she saw that her father had already prepared a donkey cart. She immediately waved and said, "Father! The Princess is going back to the city and needs us to give her a ride!"