2707 Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao Doesn't Care
Qiao Mu recoiled from the pungent aroma that lingered after Qi Xuanxuan's quilting session. With a swift motion, she tugged down the curtain and called out, "Let's move, quickly." Her hurried retreat suggested a sense of urgency.
The Ma Ta pagoda burst into laughter, playfully taunting Qi Xuanxuan, "You've whisked her away with your unique fragrance."
Upon hearing this, Qi Xuanxuan and Qi Xuanxuan exchanged irritated huffs. "You claim not to be malodorous? Take a whiff of yourself—your stench surpasses mine a hundredfold, you reek!"
Amidst the commotion, Eunuch Zhao arranged for attendants to guide them to their respective quarters for bathing and rest.
Meanwhile, Qiao Mu sat alone in the carriage. As thoughts of Xuanxuan and the others flooded her mind, an involuntary smile crept onto her lips.
In a previous instance, their advancement within the Mu Clan's rear mountain had garnered quite a stir.
Even Patriarch Mu had been roused, personally venturing to the rear mountain to inquire.
Upon discovering that their young companions had made progress here, the venerable elder thoughtfully instructed the entire Mu Clan to avoid disturbing them.
This time, Qiao Mu celebrated the success of Xuanxuan and the others even more than anyone else.
A cursory assessment had revealed their cultivation levels.
Xuanxuan had reached the sixth stage of the spiritual realm.
Little Fatty Ma Ta, Lu Yu, Hua Tao, and Jiang Shaoxin had all ascended to the ninth stage of the spiritual realm.
Only Duanmu Qing's cultivation remained inscrutable.
It was apparent that Duanmu Qing's cultivation now surpassed her own.
With the prospect of reuniting with her companions for future adventures, Qiao Mu's heart swelled with an ineffable joy.
It would be even more wonderful if she could reunite with Senior Brother Situ and the others at some point.
With time on her hands, Qiao Mu retrieved a poison sutra and began flipping through its pages. Nestled against the carriage's cushion, she delved into its contents, reading line by line.
Truth be told, she had perused these medical texts and poison sutras countless times before. She could recall which herb corresponded to each line effortlessly.
As this notion crossed her mind, she recollected the events of yesterday.
Auntie Qing's mockery had insinuated that Qiao Mu lacked understanding about the intricacies of the Couture House's operations. If she were to assume control of the business, the shop would likely falter within a mere two months.
Doubtless, rumors had begun to circulate by now.
Qiao Mu needn't even make inquiries to ascertain that Miss Chen, whom she had encountered at the Couture House yesterday, would seize this opportunity to tarnish her reputation.
Yet, this was of little consequence.
For someone of immense wealth, the continued smooth operation of the modest Xiaoxiao Couture House was hardly a significant concern.
Her real objective was to wrest it back from Mu Jingfeng's grasp.
Whether she could adeptly manage it was beside the point. She couldn't allow Mu Jingfeng to reap the benefits of this establishment's prosperity…
After careful consideration, she beckoned her divine consciousness, ushering it into her inner realm to peruse its contents.
Furthermore, she summoned her standard-class divine consciousness apparition—a construct that autonomously enhanced her divine consciousness—to enter her inner world, extending its reach by a third of a centimeter.
As her consciousness pool underwent evolution, her spiritual conscious apparition naturally transcended into a divine consciousness apparition.
Moreover, since her inner world had expanded to encompass 500 cubic meters…
Not only did it house an impressive collection of 3000 sculptures, but piles of gold and silver were strewn in every corner. In fact, even if she were to introduce her apparition alongside her divine consciousness, finding a standing spot would be a challenge in itself.
She found herself treading upon a mound composed of gold, silver, pearls, and jade—an exasperating predicament, to say the least.
Every encounter with her inner world triggered a bout of headaches. Consequently, she made an effort to avoid unveiling its contents whenever feasible.
With her conscious pool now firmly entrenched in the divine realm, withdrawing items from her inner world posed no difficulty whatsoever.
Recollection prompted her to recall the presence of several diminutive bronze chests concealed beneath the heap of pearls and jade.
Guiding her divine conscious apparition to sift through the precious gems, her eyes eventually fell upon her trusty all-purpose food box once again.
