Chapter 6

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["Smiling at someone who hates you cause you're a vicious little bitch."]

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Zhi Ruo's POV

I looked around, I have done what the best I could at the moment to make this room at least look a bit decent and not look like some beggar chose to live in a abandoned courtyard. But the more that I think about it, the past owner of this body truly has Terrible luck. The aftermath of her just leaving, and me replacing her also made me want to laugh.

On the first day there was a man trying to rape and kill me, on the second day just when I just done meditating. Their is already a servant trying to kill me with poison. Truly, I have a very bad luck.

I sat on my knees beside the bed, and closed my eyes yet again. This time I searched through the dimension that contained food, throughout the whole seconds of looking in, my Qi was starting to get strained. I could only snatch the first thing that came within arms reach. And that was a bucket of chicken wings. 

I helped the bucket in my hands and drooled over the greasy food. "Mmn how long did I last ate some foods from fast food chains? Mnm nevermind that." I shook my head and bit on the juicy chicken wing. I hummed in delight and finished the whole bucket in seconds, a pity that wasn't a healthy breakfast but who cares.

I carelessly threw the paper bucket on the side after licking it dry. I wiped my mouth off handedly, and licked the tips on my fingers. Looking around, there was still some space. So I decided to do some yoga while multitasking on recovering my lost Qi. The flow of the energy was smoothened quite a bit because of the poses I did so recovering was easier then I thought.

5 minutes and 30 seconds later I completed on my last pose with some amount of difficulty. 

I disposed the white outerwear, and the cloth in my face was long gone. Revealing the sunken cheeks of this miss."What do I need next? A bath would be nice. But I need to have some clothes that I could wear after I used these all up." I felt the fabric of the shirt between my hands.

My face scrunched up after thinking about what to do next. " But transferring all the bolts of fabric, threads, sewing equipments and clothing on the replicating dimension would be a bit hard on my current level." I touched where my dantian would have been. And shrugged. "Well might start transferring now. Or else I won't have time later." Declaring that to myself I sat on the empty space that I just practiced yoga on and sat on a lotus position.

And so I let the lotus dimensions ability enclosed my body, and snooped around the dimension where I stored all of my daily and designer work necessities. I hastily opened an replicating dimension and started stuffing all the things in there. Lifting and throwing all the things on the void behind was amazing experience I never knew I had to go through.

 I have only two minutes in time in transferring things, while opening two dimensions while my body was inside one. Two minutes and 20 seconds would be the max and I would collapse. Keeping the time in mind I madly threw everything that I got my hands on, I didn't worry that the things would get damaged because as long as they are in this storage dimension the pay wont be damaged from me.

1min 40sec....

I looked at the small bolts of fabric that piled up like a mountain. All of them was a sample that every company sent and tried to partner up with my company. Those samples ended up piling here and stacking up. Clicking my tongue at my past self while frantically clawing all of those and made it fell into the designated area of the replicating dimension, made myself blush in embarrassment at how I'm rushing things while looking like a monkey.

After wasting five seconds doing just that, I switched back to throwing the pile of clothing that was a little beside the pile of small bolts of fabric. I grabbed each of the clothing's from it's hanger and threw it again at the void. 

The time on my mind was constantly ticking. And I had to stop once it reached around 1min and 57sec and within the time limit. I collapsed on floor on my bedroom huffing and puffing once it reached the time 2min and 0sec. 

I felt tired and out of breath, not only from the strain on my reserves but also due to the manual labor that I had to do just to move a spec of the things that I have on my storage dimension. Never have I felt so annoyed at how many things I owen until now that I had to experience the embarrassment on looking like a monkey whole doing that.

I sluggishly grabbed a blue stone and and the bath robe that was among the piles of bath necessities, and went into the giant tub that I usually fill up with water. My white inner wear was already soaked I sweat, and I wanted to take a bath before doing anything else. So my body moved robotically and went into the giant tub.

I lazily threw the blue stone and watched it as it fills up the entire tub. I grabbed the now clear stone and as I was stripping my inner wear I popped the clear stone into my mouth and drank it as it melted on the roof of my mouth. The water that came from the stone had some little traces of Qi in it so I meditated for a bit, before actually using soap and shampoo to wash my body.

I felt like a new born baby everytime I command my body to clean and or move. The dull aching was understandable and was tolerable, but the sluggish movements annoyed me a little to much. I only experienced this feeling back when I had just started on training with master back then. And I had to do more then what I just did to have this aching experience.

So it was natural to be annoyed at a memory being relieved again after wanting to forget about it. But everything was oh so familiar, that the longer I stayed annoyed of the feeling. The stronger I want to laugh and reminiscent about the past that I had when I trained till I got like this. My master didn't really care at how I had to endure these kinds of pain, because he said that it would be helpful to my endurance.

And I have to agree to those words of his. But years later after he passed away. I found another way to conquer it, another method some would say. It was after every time I trained I would take a bath like this using the stones that has properties like these. Not only would it help in my cultivation it could also help nourish my body.

Though.....I could only remember about that time was how frantically I was looking for portals where the beast's would appear so I could hurry up and farm the stones that they drop, and MAYBE just maybe I was hurrying up so I could monopolize it . But in the end my secretary could only stay by my side 24/7 just so she could keep an eye on me incase that I try to escape the country and not come back for a couple on months.

Now that I think about it, me and this body. We're not so different after all. But in her case, she had a father and a family. Whereas me, growing up as an orphan and building my way up alone. The only thing that I could've called my family was, my master and secretary. The rest? Even if they die I won't even send a single flower on their funeral. Still I think I am luckier then this body. She died on the tender age of 13. A Pity.

I didn't know my parallel self was a pathetic wuss. But everything should be fine now. 

I tipped over the tub and let it soil the backyard.

Because I'm here. So long as this immortal is here, this body would be fine. This is me after all, this body is mine.

I put the bath robe over my body tying it up and clutched my shampoo and soap along with my white clothes. I padded on the rotting floorboards, and went into my room. I put the products on the wanky cabinet and took out every single clothing that I have inside of it. Before dressing up with the sleek square pants, t-shirt and blazer. I tossed the clothes that I wore yesterday on the rag like bed before getting the two remaining t-shirt and shoving it on the cabinet.

I took a deep breath and popped the clothes that I wore yesterday into a dimension that was the sole purpose of was cleaning and, let out the breath that I was holding after seeing the clothes come out of that dimension looking clean and unused. That too along with the two T-shirts I shoved it also into the cabinet.

I wiped the sweat on my brow, and looked at the rags that I call clothes on the ground. I have 9 pairs that I daily wash and use for outerwear, I didn't even have an inner wear but I had undergarments. WHICH was like not even called underwear. You can't even call it a bra and panty. They were just strips of clothes used to bind and cover the private parts.

I gathered it into one corner of the room that was not covered in dust and looked through the clothes. They were decent enough to be made of like a veil covering my face. Didn't they say that this miss is ugly? Then let this be be ugly. It would be a shame of they catch a glimpse of this horrifying face of mine. Hmm I'm getting excited just thinking about how I should ruin my reputation more.

How could they have such a disgusting Xiaojie, kekekeke yes, yes. Didn't i just had my reputation as a lady tarnished? Because I just had a engagement annulled? It should be better this way. Having a broken engagement should be enough to keep any marriage proposal away and them deciding to marry me off. 

My trash reputation should be able to keep my name infamous yet low-key. Under the lamp is the darkest after all. And then being ugly, should be able to scare off some servants, and fend off some political marriage. No matter how much you want a higher position, you wouldn't want someone who is knows to be able to curse just by looking at it's face by your side, now won't we?

Hmm should I also spread some rumours that this place is haunted? Hm they probably did that already, that would make me unoriginal I guess. 

But first things first, I gotta fix these rag like clothes. They should be enough for embroidering practice, the veils after all should match my aesthetics. Tapping away at my rapid fire thoughts, I held up some green clothes. It was obvious that it was worn out, splotches of white could be seen from places to places. And some stains remained because it cant be washed away with just water.

Out of all the clothes, this was the only one that looked decent enough to be worn. The rest was crusty and flimsy to the touch. And most of them were already grey and falling apart. The underwear should also be disposed. Not only do they look weird, but they also stink.

I got down and started to divide the pieces of clothes that could be used and should be thrown away. In the end I only ended up having four clothes that I could wear out of nine, and the rest could become rags.

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