Transmigrated Cultivator Wife, Snow Empress, trying to reign her Arrogance

 “Mu Waner’ I left some contact at the table. Take your time to make that call. We have to go to that meeting in the evening.” In the kitchen, the woman sitting by the window responded, “OK!” In a daze even without realizing her mind was not there. To be honest, she had no idea what was going on. In this place, everything seemed real, and on second thought, she felt it was some illusion. As a true god-level figure, how could she be married to some mortal? Furthermore, he even had the audacity to order her around.   Yet she seemed not angry at all, her tone of response even seemed to show obedience, and the memories in her mind, too, seemed to have always been there. Standing up still did not know where a mortal could get the guts to call her so intimately, but even some of the memories that were appearing in her head seemed to be making her blush with shame. Even her being in this place in itself was a problem. She had already started to develop her own hypothesis of the situation. A few years back, when she had finally finished her preparations to break through an even higher realm, with the little experience she had obtained from a few epochs back, not sure if accurate, she spent a long time on it. But the last thing she remembered was the tribulation had even yet to start, her body and soul seemed incapable of withstanding the impact. She did not have any hope of passing the tribulation. After all, the information she got was incomplete, or even might just be a theory set up by someone. She was not in the mood to be picky about her situation and the fact that she was even alive in itself seemed more miraculous. She looked through the window and the streets seemed very active, noise from pedestrians, however, was not present, since it was morning. Most people were dull at that moment and even most hotel management took advantage of it to collect their ingredients that time of the day, as the owners had yet to become active and easy to convince. She could see all this through the window, but it did not help her understand her situation. After all from the memories she received, this world seemed to be called Earth, and unlike her previous world surface, things did not seem to exist like here. Checking through the memories that she had received from the original owner of this body, she seemed to have learned a lot. But in the end, nothing useful for her to go back to the place she came from. That was not all, her current situation was even worse. She did not seem to have any advantages, other than knowledge from her cultivating life. In this world without spiritual energy, all this was useless, and her only option was to take over the woman’s life silently, or kill herself. But how could she be willing at all? But at this moment, she was being called" Muer’ so intimately by someone. Moreover, she seemed to have some in-laws. All of them, including her husband, can be considered. It is hard to describe. Her age is too old, even surpassing this planet itself. In that case, one can understand that feeling. An old cow enjoying tender grass is an understatement. On the path of cultivation, advancement, especially at a higher level without any sort of guidance, is a risk. She had accepted that, but now she found herself a wife. ‘Is this some kind of karma, for how I spend my life without interactions with the opposite gender during my pursuit of higher goals?’ This was what she thought. Walking towards the table, she picked up the contact and saw some names written on it, too. It seemed that this was the person she was required to contact.   After looking at it for a while, she stood there as if lost in thought. It was because she was still thinking about her next course of action at the moment, she had to get some fresh air too. Looking at the crowded streets from the window, she seemed to have no motivation to go there, but the balcony seemed more suitable.