This world is simply not one where cultivation is possible, with spiritual energy so sparse it's nearly nonexistent. If it weren't for Shuangshuang's strong spiritual power, she wouldn't be able to gather this thin spiritual energy at all.
Shuangshuang lay on the bed, wholeheartedly attracting the spiritual energy in the air into her body, appearing as if she were asleep.
At dinner, Mrs. Wang saw her daughter asleep and dared not disturb her. Shuangshuang hasn't slept well before, so it was rare for her to sleep so soundly. Mrs. Wang thought it best to let her daughter sleep a bit longer.
At the dining table, Mrs. Wang braved Mrs. Zhao's piercing gaze and stubbornly picked up a piece of mixed grain bun with a little white flour added.
Then she filled a small bowl with a plain broth of boiled greens, picking out only the leaves. These were set aside for Shuangshuang by Mrs. Wang.
