I want to capture the heroine after traveling through time

Qianchen sat down heavily on the soft, comfortable floor, her eyes fixed on the bowl of beef noodles she had just taken from the magical little bag—the legendary storage bag. A rich, mellow aroma with a unique fragrance instantly filled her nostrils. It was an alluring, unprecedented scent, as if an invisible hand had gently hooked her heartstrings.

This mysterious and enchanting aroma came from the fragrant stew emanating from the bowl of beef noodles. Qianchen swallowed involuntarily, a gulp echoing in his throat, his saliva almost flowing uncontrollably. For Qianchen, who had never tasted this kind of stew before, it was like a culinary temptation that fell from the sky, impossible to resist.

Overwhelmed by the delicious taste, Qianchen no longer cared about anything else and impatiently reached out to grab the chopsticks next to the bowl of beef noodles and began to devour them like a whirlwind. She stuffed her mouth with noodles and beef, eating with such relish that she almost swallowed her tongue.

"Wow, it's so delicious! How can it be so delicious? And it tastes better and better the more I eat it!" Qianchen muttered incoherently while waving the chopsticks in his hand, continuing to enjoy this feast on his tongue.

At that moment, Qianchen suddenly realized how utterly awkward her eating had been, completely throwing out all the etiquette she'd learned from the beautiful sister. With this thought, she quickly slowed down her eating pace, trying to be more graceful. After all, only by being obedient and well-behaved could she please the beautiful sister! So, after she'd eaten half a bowl of noodles, nearly the size of her face, she finally resumed her leisurely and measured manners.

After finishing her meal, Qianchen collapsed onto the ground, feeling contented. She stretched out her limbs, savoring the wondrous sensation of the space beneath her. The ground felt like the softest, most comfortable bed in the world, gently supporting her body and causing her to sigh heartily, "Ah... so comfortable!"

At that moment, Qianchen felt completely satiated by the delicious food. The feeling of fullness was so real and delightful. She thought contentedly, "Finally, I'm full! This is what it means to be full!" Just then, a truly adorable sound escaped her lips—"Burp!" It turned out to be a cooperative, baby-like burp. This little burp was like a cheerful melody, adding a touch of fun to this peaceful and beautiful moment.

Qianchen burped contentedly, feeling as if her stomach had filled up the entire universe. She slowly stretched out her body and carefully sat up from the ground. Rubbing her eyes, she began to survey her surroundings curiously.

This exhibition hall is so spacious and bright! Soft light shines into every corner, making people feel extremely warm and comfortable, just like the gentle and kind Emperor Lian.

After a brief rest, Qianchen stood up and continued walking forward with light steps, ready to explore other parts of the exhibition hall to broaden her horizons. This time, she came to another display area, where a sign above clearly read "Division of the Immortal Cultivation World."

She walked over with great interest, her gaze quickly drawn to a peculiar spot—the place where the Ghost King was imprisoned. He was trapped within a powerful barrier of light, immobilized by the power of the Sky Spirit. Clearly, this place was perfectly safe, devoid of any danger. Furthermore, the considerate Emperor Lian had even made the Ghost King look like a cute version, perhaps fearing that the first encounter might frighten someone to death.

These ghost kings were notorious and infamous! Each one was ruthless and merciless, committing countless evil deeds, their deeds simply appalling. Yet, at this very moment, in Qianchen's clear eyes, those once hideous and terrifying ghost kings suddenly appeared transformed. One by one, they were forcibly stuffed into small, exquisite gourds. Their clumsy and helpless appearances were surprisingly endearing, making people laugh. It was truly hilarious.

Although Qianchen was deeply curious about this, she knew these items were undoubtedly significant, so she didn't dare act rashly. She simply stared at the scene before her, her gaze then settling on the annotations nearby. Listening carefully to the phonetic interpretation of the word "ling," she discovered that it contained all the Ghost Kings from numerous medium- and high-level small worlds, including , , , and . After understanding this, Qianchen nodded slightly, averted her gaze, and continued walking forward.

As he walked, Qianchen suddenly noticed a multitude of peerless swords emitting a rich, immortal aura. These swords varied in shape and color, some as translucent as ice-blue crystals, others a blood-red hue, dazzling like burning flames. There were also pure, flawless white swords like snow, and some completely transparent, almost invisible, magical beings.

Each immortal sword exudes a unique allure and powerful aura, as if they were living creatures of their own. Legend has it that some of these swords are rare souvenirs brought back by Emperor Lian from her wanderings, bearing the wondrous stories of her journeys; while others are masterpieces she personally crafted with painstaking care and meticulous craftsmanship, imbuing them with her unfathomable swordsmanship and profound understanding of the true meaning of the sword.

You must know that each of these immortal swords originates from a mysterious little world. These numerous little worlds stretch out like stars, their number staggering and innumerable. Furthermore, here are also displayed various robes from the world of immortal cultivation, some radiant and colorful, others simple and elegant. Storage rings of various sizes are also dazzling, with vast interiors capable of storing endless treasures. Numerous rare spiritual objects are also adorned here, some of which can help improve one's cultivation, some of which have magical effects, and so on.

All of this undoubtedly fully proves the abundance of small worlds.

Looking around, she was met with a dazzling array of countless rare treasures, a sight that was too much to take in. Magical weapons radiating enchanting light, gleaming gems, uniquely shaped weapons…everything captivated her gaze. Like a butterfly lost among the flowers, she flitted gracefully between the various booths, greedily admiring everything.

However, just as she was lost in the allure of the immortal sword, a clear, melodious ringing sound suddenly reached her ears. Following the sound, she saw an entrance not far ahead marked "Infinite Zone." Curious, Qianchen stepped in without hesitation.

Upon entering the Infinite Zone, Qianchen was stunned by the sight. Not only were there various forms of suppressed, cute-looking ghosts, but there were also all sorts of bizarre props on display. Some of the ghosts were hideous, others eerie, but in Qianchen's eyes, they looked oddly cute. The props were even more varied, ranging from a time-traveling pocket watch to a magic mirror that granted wishes.

After leaving the Infinite Zone, Qianchen arrived at the Modern Zone. Here, she saw numerous displays of advanced scientific and technological achievements. High-tech robots danced nimbly and effortlessly, intelligent aircraft soared through the air, and virtual reality equipment made people feel as if they were actually there. All of this opened Qianchen's eyes and she was filled with admiration for human ingenuity.

Finally, Qianchen entered the Ancient District. This area was filled with a rich historical atmosphere, with shelves filled with yellowed ancient books and booths displaying exquisite small-world souvenirs. Each item seemed to carry an unknown story, waiting for the right person to uncover the mystery behind it.

In this way, Qianchen traveled through the souvenirs of one small world after another, fully appreciating the charm of different cultures and eras. Each small world was unique and full of unknown surprises and challenges. Before he knew it, time slipped away, and Qianchen was already enchanted and unable to extricate himself.