With just those two words, Chu Geâs annoyance caused by the reviews disappeared instantly, as if he had been soothed by a gentle hand.
Qiu Wuji was indeed a reasonable and grateful woman. Chu Ge was not wrong to have thought highly of her.
Chu Ge went to fetch some water and casually asked, âWhat about the Poison Hand Devil Lord?â
âHe was still able to poison me, I feel like the important events will self-correct according to what youâve written,â Qiu Wuji replied.
Chu Ge paused as he poured the water, furrowing his brow in thought.
After a moment, he continued pouring the water and asked, âWas it painful? Being poisoned that isâ¦â
âNot really. It was easy to cure,â Qiu Wujiâs smile grew even stronger.
This was a question that no one in her world, including Chu Tiange, had ever asked her. Not even the most loyal elders or disciples.
Regardless of whether he wrote it or not, characters should have their own behaviors beyond the plot he had set for them. Yet no one had ever asked her like this before.
Because they saw her as a powerful sect leader who could do anything.
But he saw her as a life form he had created.
Or⦠a woman?
She wasnât sure, but it felt strange. A feeling⦠that someone cared for her?
A little embarrassing, but also a warm feeling.
Chu Ge sat on the sofa with his water glass and pondered as he drank, âSo what youâre saying is that the plot I write out is at least an unchangeable fact for you, especially for important events. If I wrote that the Poison Hand Devil Lord died in your hands instead of escaping with his soul, then he should have died.â
âWhy did you write that he escaped?â Qiu Wuji asked.
Chu Ge smiled awkwardly, âFor a character as strong as him, he should be left as a stepping stone for the protagonist. If you killed him too early, I would have had to create another character to fill that role, which is unnecessary.â
Qiu Wuji rolled her eyes.
Chu Ge also noticed that Qiu Wujiâs expressions were much more varied than before, becoming more vivid and lively.
Qiu Wuji sighed and lazily sat opposite him, leaning back on the sofa and said, âSo youâre in control of our fate, arenât you? Are you proud of that?â
Chu Ge thought for a moment and shook his head, âPerhaps I am in control of the fate of your world⦠but in a larger context, no. Just like I donât know why you came out or whether my book will sell or not.â
He paused for a moment, then smiled and said, âOur meeting was fate, but it wasnât my fate.â
Qiu Wuji was taken aback and didnât say anything.
Chu Ge suddenly said, âI was thinking about a question beforeâ¦â
âHmm?â
âCan I practice your cultivation method? I donât know any cultivation methods, and the one I made up myself seems to work for you. Can I create one for myself to practice?â
Qiu Wuji also found it interesting, âCan I teach you? If our body structures are not different, then you should be able to learn it. The main problem is that the spiritual energy in this world is very thin, even if you practice it, it may not have much effect.â
Chu Ge nodded, âMaybe the thin spiritual energy is to prevent me from being too overpowered?â
Qiu Wuji laughed, âYouâve been writing too much, donât you think you are also a character in someoneâs book, and changes can be madeâ¦?â
âNo plagiarism.â Chu Ge said seriously, then smiled, âJust kidding, we donât even know if we can practice it yet. Letâs try it?â
âOkayâ¦â Qiu Wuji taught him a set of techniques and asked, âDid you write this technique?â
âNo, this world is derived from my nonsense. I copied some content from the Taoist scriptures like the Clouds and Mist Scroll. I donât know if that countsâ¦â
âI want to see the Taoist scriptures of this world.â
âI bought some materials for this. There are various Taoist scriptures, and although they are all text, they add up to more than a dozen gigabytes. Theyâre stored on my computer.â
Qu Wuji didnât understand what dozens of gigabytes meant, but it sounded like a lot, so she didnât ask. She returned to the topic and said, âI just taught you a mental cultivation method. Now Iâll teach you how to circulate your energy. You must pay attention and remember it well. If thereâs any deviation, it can cause problems, and you should know that our sectâs cultivation methods emphasize righteousness and honesty, with the twelve meridians as the main path and the extraordinary meridians as the auxiliary pathâ¦â
âWait, waitâ¦â Chu Ge asked cautiously, âWhere are the twelve meridians and how do I circulate my energy?â
Qu Wuji widened her eyes.
Silence.
You wrote this! You wrote that we practice the twelve meridians! And now youâre asking me where they are! I thought you knew a lot about the Taoist scriptures with all those gigabytes, but youâre asking me where the meridians are! Is this the person who created our world?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Qu Wuji really wanted to beat him up.
âDonât think Iâm bullying you because Iâm unreasonable! Anyone else would beat you too!â Qu Wuji couldnât hold it in any longer and beat Chu Ge up on the sofa. âWhere, where are they? You tell me where they are!â
Chu Ge covered his head and took a beating, but this time it didnât hurt as much. She was on top of him, and her fragrance was faint. That feeling⦠hmmâ¦
After beating him for a while, Qu Wuji got tired and felt it was useless. She stood up with a huff and walked to the balcony to get some fresh air.
She saw her clothes from before hanging outside with the wind blowing them about.
With her mouth half-open, Qui Wuji stared stupidly at her wrinkled stockings fluttering in the wind as if they had been rubbed in someoneâs handsâ¦.
A blush quickly spread across her face.
When she left, she never thought there would be such a move. The intimate clothing she had just worn was taken by him when she turned her head⦠She didnât even know what he had done with themâ¦
She couldnât even ask him what he did, after all, it looks like he just helped her wash them. Was she going to beat him up for that kind gesture?
Qiu Wuji held back for a long time, her lips moved for a while before he finally managed to say, âDonât help me wash my clothes in the future, Iâll do it myself.â
Chu Ge also came out and peeked his head, his face also darkened.
Whatâs with the crumpled stockings? Why does it feel like he did something with them? Chu Ge was sure he didnât do anything like that.
Is he a fetishist in his dreams?
Uh oh, heâs going to get beaten up again⦠Chu Ge carefully retreated.
Qiu Wuji stared at him for a while with a stern face, but didnât hit him. Instead, she thought to herself: Is it really okay for a man and a woman to live together without any issues just by saying a few words? Hmm, it should be possible if they are honest with themselves.
She took a deep breath and said, âIâll just create these kinds of clothes myself in the future. Last time, my mind was a mess and I didnât think clearly⦠I could have saved that money.â
âItâs not that you didnât think clearly, itâs that you deliberately wanted to try the lifestyle of this world,â Chu Ge responded from the living room. âSo why not fully immerse yourself in it, instead of just creating illusions?â
âDonât you want to save money? Even if I say I borrowed it, I donât know when Iâll be able to pay you back.â
âMy payment just came in today, so Iâm not that desperate. I make more than 10,000 a month, which is better than most people, as long as I can keep it stable.â
Qiu Wuji finally couldnât help but sneer, âI think you just want to have real clothes to do something with!â
âI am NOT a pervert!â Chu Ge exploded.
Actually, he didnât even know if he wanted to do something or not. Logically, he didnât want to, but he vaguely feltâ¦if everything was just an illusion, then was he even a real person?
The day she left the clothes behind was much more emotional than when she disappeared before. At that time, it felt like a dream, but last time, he felt the separation.
But thankfully, she came back quickly, as if she had just been on a business trip.
This time when she returned, she was even more vibrant, like a two-dimensional fairy that had been brought to life in the third dimension.