Chapter 290: Love Affair With The Headmaster

Qiu Wuji felt a bit embarrassed deep down.

The father-son relationship between them could have been very affectionate and respectful, but it had become complicated because of herself. It was because she had “held a sword to his neck,” forcing him to revise the story and change the entire setting, which, in turn, affected the flaws in the heavenly way that Xie Jiuxiao and others had sensed. All of it was because of her.

Of course, that was to secure her own fate, so there was nothing to be said about it. She wouldn’t show any signs of embarrassment.

Chu Ge couldn’t figure out why, after coming back from Yunxiao City that time, Qiu Wuji was finally willing to be intimate with him fully. He thought it was due to the deletion of that one sentence, but it was only a small part of the reason.

At that time, Qiu Wuji hadn’t thought it through so clearly. She had just felt a vague sense of guilt. After meeting Chu Tiange this time, that feeling became more pronounced. Indeed, everything could be traced back to herself.

But Chu Ge’s words… were really magnanimous.

“I’ll wait for him, wait for the moment he has the courage.”

Really like a father…

Qiu Wuji suppressed the waves of emotion in her heart, lowered her head, and looked at the painting on the table. “What do you plan to do?”

“For now, there’s nothing that needs to be done.” Chu Ge smiled. “The pursuit of the unified heavenly way by the people from across the book is not referring to me, but to the concept in the book. Their storyline of crossing the sea is a predetermined plot in the book, and it doesn’t require any interference from me. I’d only interfere if they didn’t come.”

Qiu Wuji: “…”

Damn, not coming is defying the heavens, right?

Chu Ge: “Qiuqiu~”

“Hmm?”

“Don’t walk around the house without wearing any underwear and doing stretching exercises. The perception of this soul body I’m experiencing is really something. Right now, you look as if you’re not wearing anything.”

Qiu Wuji: “!”

Chu Ge got hit.

The Heavenly Dao’s protagonist state of mind was completely destroyed.

“Why are you hitting me? I was just kindly reminding you…” Chu Ge held his head.

“I was kindly reminding you about the actual business. What were you looking at with those eyes?” Qiu Wuji’s slight embarrassment had completely disappeared, and she was so angry that her cheeks burned.

“My actual business is just observing Chu Tiange. Everything else is part of the normal plot!”

“How is it normal? What do you want to arrange for the Little Flame?”

“Master, Yan Qianli cooperating with others to attack your righteous alliance is also part of the plot. In the normal plot, Qianqian and you are mortal enemies. Do you have any misunderstanding, thinking he needs to do something?”

Qiu Wuji stood there with her mouth half open, dumbfounded, and didn’t say a word.

It seemed like she understood.

She had gotten used to the Little Flame picking his nose and rolling his eyes at her, thinking it was just his bad temperament. She never really paid it much mind. But upon careful reflection, they were actually mortal enemies. His behavior was normal, and it was she who kept treating him as a harmless Little Flame.

“But, but…” Qiu Wuji hesitated and said, “Would the Little Flame really dare to fight me now?”

Chu Ge stole a glance at her.

Qiu Wuji finally jumped, “Alright, he does want to fight me, doesn’t he? You want him to fight me! I’m going to the Flameheart Palace right now to kill him! No, I’ll kill you first!”

Chu Ge lay down flat and said, “Kill me, don’t spare this delicate flower.”

Qiu Wuji picked up a pair of scissors and took aim.

Chu Ge sprang up and dashed away.

From a distance, Xuan Ji, who was clearing snow, watched as her junior martial uncle rushed out of the house, ran around the house, and the Sect Master chased after him with a large pair of scissors. They chased each other until they reached the back of the house, and then the junior martial uncle’s screams could be heard.

Gradually, everything returned to calm.

Xuan Ji tried to peek, but a gentle force swept her down the mountain. The Sect Master’s cold voice came, “Cultivate diligently. If you keep peeking, I’ll cut you too.”

Xuan Ji “…”

Poor junior martial uncle.

Chu Ge, who was pitiable in the young girl’s eyes, was now leaning against the Sect Master, who was cold and peerless. The two of them sat side by side behind the house, watching plum blossoms.

If the two of them were fighting like this outside the book, it would have turned into something else by now. Unfortunately, Qiu Wuji didn’t agree to that, and as Chu Ge leaned over, she pushed away his face, saying, “Did you really think I wouldn’t dare to cut you?”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“I’m just a soul, hahaha.”

Qiu Wuji: “…”

They sat side by side on the stone steps in the backyard, watching plum blossoms. Chu Ge spoke softly, “Chu Tiange’s performance has been pretty good, right? He loves the sect, respects you, and has ambitions. It’s all genuine.”

Qiu Wuji thought for a moment and agreed, “He’s a good kid.”

“As for a bit of rebellion, that’s only natural. As a father, I’m prepared for it, hahaha.” Chu Ge was in a better mood than Qiu Wuji, perhaps being challenged one after another had made him numb. “What did you mean by having him talk to Xie Yun’er? Did the message you sent to Xie Jiuxiao with the branded jade slip act as a matchmaker?”

“I hinted at it subtly, but I’m not sure how Xie Jiuxiao would interpret it.” Qiu Wuji shrank her head. “I think… it’s like a stepmother looking out for her son, okay!”

“Okay, okay, but I think it’s meaningless.” Chu Ge put his arm around her shoulder. “Because his current path is one of self-cultivation, single-mindedly pursuing the Dao of Heaven. You may be playing matchmaker, but it’s destined to be in vain.”

“Don’t hug me!” Qiu Wuji struggled a bit.

Chu Ge whispered, “Xuan Ji has been sent away, no one’s peeking…”

Qiu Wuji curled her lips and didn’t say anything.

Why had Xuan Ji been sent away? Wasn’t it for the possibility of intimacy… Sect Master Qiu didn’t say it aloud, but she understood it in her heart.

They crouched behind the house like a pair of secret lovers, experiencing a kind of romance akin to the clandestine love affairs in school. Only, in school, it’s usually between students, not student and the headmaster.

Qiu Wuji didn’t know what Chu Ge was thinking about. Outside the window, there was light snow, and the fragrance of plum blossoms hung in the cold air. Sitting beside him, her mood naturally calmed down from the chaotic thoughts earlier, and she felt a little happier.

It was romantic.

“Let’s leave Chu Tiange for now, just observe him… But is everything else really okay?”

“It’s really okay. Your handling of things is correct. Let Xie Jiuxiao watch over the changes… Oh, wait, this plot is being written by the idiotic word-processing machine. Chu Tiange will report on overseas affairs, and you’ll send an envoy to prepare for battle.”

Qiu Wuji became even more confused about which things she had done on her own and which ones he had written. Fortunately, she didn’t want to think too much; it was better when there were no issues. Who likes having problems, anyway…

“You mentioned it would take a lot of time.”

“Yeah, and there’s still a long period of calm. There’s no need to rush.”

“So… are you going to immerse yourself in writing here?”

“There’s a lot to do: writing, cultivation, and…” Chu Ge pulled out a jade slip that he had imprinted with the book “Jin Ping Mei”, taking advantage of the freshness of his memory when he arrived. It contained his dad’s underlined passages and notes.

“I still think this should be carefully pondered. There might be some hints hidden in there. Anyway, we have plenty of time to read it slowly.”

Qiu Wuji sneakily glanced at the jade slip, knowing what substantial content was inside. Her cheeks reddened slightly, and she muttered under her breath, “A crooked leader will lead to a crooked subordinate.”

Chu Ge just smiled and didn’t argue with her about that. He spoke softly, “I’ll at least stay here with you for a month. Please take care of me, Master.”

Qiu Wuji’s eyes sparkled.

The previously interrupted harmony of the qin and flute, the art of calligraphy and painting that was about to begin, could now continue here, at least for a month. It’s great, isn’t it? Reading a slightly explicit book, what’s the harm in that?

“Well… then, go ahead,” Qiu Wuji said, her expression seemingly unaffected as she looked at the plum blossoms. “Carefully examine the hints from your father, and don’t let those creative interpretations mislead you.”

Chu Ge’s hand shimmered, and the jade slip transformed into the appearance of a paper-bound book, resting on Qiu Wuji as he began to read leisurely.

Qiu Wuji was amazed by this transformation, but she held her tongue.

This transformation was not a kind of skill or technique, it didn’t even emit any qi fluctuations. It was the result of his divine will, a demonstration of his increasing clarity and control over the world. Although his current capabilities were still relatively limited, it was clear that he could do it with ease, and the future possibilities were intriguing.

If he continued to progress in this manner, could he simply wish her clothes away… and they would vanish?