In an instant, she understood!
There was no way King Yama would let her charge into the Fourth Realm alone and unarmed. He had secretly given her a lot of good stuff, turning her phone into a magical artifact.
But that was the annoying thing about people from Taoism. Everything was about destiny, and nothing was ever spelled out. Even if they gave you the greatest treasure in the world, they wouldn't say a word, just wait for you to discover it by fate.
'Seriously,' she thought. 'I was a nervous wreck for days, worried my meager abilities weren't nearly enough to get by in the Mystical World.'
She was well aware that while she was still young by human standards, she had already missed the best time to start training as a Cultivator. All she could do was make up for it with technique; building a solid foundation was out of the question.
