Chapter 292: Rebellious Disciple

“Have you figured out anything from that old book of yours?” Qiu Wuji asked.

Chu Ge entered the room, sat on the bamboo chair by the window, and leisurely read his book. Qiu Wuji looked somewhat frustrated; that chair belonged to her.

Fortunately, she could continue to have Xuan Ji do menial tasks for her instead of a new person. Even if Xuan Ji saw him lounging and sitting around the room like this, she would only mumble.

“Not yet,” Chu Ge admitted. “No matter how I look at it, these underlined sentences seem unrelated. I’ve even tried reading it with acrostic methods…”

“Could it be that your father just randomly underlined sentences he found interesting?”

“It’s possible… But even if we don’t gain any insights, it’s not a waste to continue reading. If you read it carefully, you’ll realize that Lanling Xiaoxiao’s writing style is amazing, surpassing mine by a long shot.”

Qiu Wuji grumbled, “I think it’s about the same as mine.”

Chu Ge chuckled.

“What are you laughing at? I want to write a new book. Do you have any suggestions?”

“Why don’t you continue and revise your previous book, instead of writing a new one? But do you even have time for that now? You’ve started a company and are drawing comics; you’re not that free anymore.”

Qiu Wuji was just making casual remarks, and she didn’t really have any plans to continue writing books. Drawing comics had become quite fascinating to her now. Writing books had proven less successful, while her artwork received praise. It made her appreciate drawing more, and she felt as if she and Chu Ge were jointly creating this world. Like a Creator God and Mother Goddess, hehe.

In the future, if they were to experience world creation, they could collaborate directly in the form of comic. As the owner of a comic company that had been operating for some time, she was already quite familiar with the industry’s processes. Unlike when she was a novice and couldn’t figure out how to publish her books.

She glanced at the stack of drafts piled on her desk. There were plenty of material to work with, and she had managed to draw quite a bit this time. When she returned to the modern world, she could take a break and go on vacation.

Chu Ge, too, had been productive, writing over a hundred thousand words in the past few days. This content belonged to the Heavenly Realm section of the next volume. Currently, he was working on the part where both realms intersected. When he returned, he could seamlessly connect this Heavenly Realm content with the rest.

Calculating the time, Qiu Wuji estimated that the next volume would be completed around the Chinese New Year, and they could all go to Hainan for the holiday.

As she thought about this, Qiu Wuji’s eyes curved, feeling that everything was going well. It also felt good to live in a two-person world with him these days.

They were getting closer and closer to her vision of an immortal couple. Playing musical instruments, chess, calligraphy, and painting, living a secluded life in a celestial mountain, and having a cute and obedient little maidservant. It would be even better if she were a daughter.

Wait, who wants to have a daughter with him?

Hmm.

Qiu Wuji took the painting in which Chu Ge was playing the flute and went into her bedroom, where she stuck it on the wall.

Anyway, no one can see the bedroom, so it doesn’t matter what’s on the wall.

Although it was called a bedroom, Qiu Wuji never used it under normal circumstances. The bed and bedding were purely decorative. In this world, she didn’t need to sleep; she spent her time meditating and cultivating in a quiet room. However, she had allowed Chu Ge to use her meditation room during these days.

Xuan Ji thought Chu Ge hadn’t reached the Golden Core stage yet, but that wasn’t accurate. Chu Ge was a soul body, a “Heavenly Dao Projection.” His cultivation was entirely different from what she could comprehend. Even Qiu Wuji had difficulty defining Chu Ge’s cultivation, let alone Xuan Ji.

The so-called “Foundation Building” that Chu Ge was currently at only referred to the physical body. As for the specifications of the soul, even in the real world, it had already surpassed the Foundation Building stage because achieving soul separation, which was essentially Divine Transformation, was impossible with his limited cultivation. Yet, his seperated soul in this world has lasted for such a long time, and it was now almost on par with Qiu Wuji’s current level.

Where would you find a Foundation Building cultivator like that?

In fact, Chu Ge’s spiritual power wasn’t very high. If he clashed with Qiu Wuji’s soul, she could easily crush him. However, this was his world, and he was the heaven. In theory, he could do anything he wanted. The paradox here lies in the fact that his abilities aren’t dependent on cultivation but rather on the control he exercises over the world.

In essence, Chu Ge wasn’t a cultivator; he was an ability user.

So, Chu Ge’s true combat strength wasn’t strong, which was why Qiu Wuji was still urging him to practice swordsmanship and cultivation. In case she wasn’t around one day, he needed to have the ability to protect himself.

During these days, he had made some progress, improving faster than anyone else.

While Qiu Wuji didn’t know how to define his cultivation, in rough terms, he could exert the power equivalent to above Golden Core. She looked at the portrait of him playing the flute on the wall and smiled with a content and benevolent expression.

“Qiuqiu~” Chu Ge’s head peeked into the room from outside.

Qiu Wuji quickly concealed her smile, and with a stern face, she said, “Don’t shout here. Call me ‘Master’ to avoid revealing anything outside.”

“Oh, Master~” Chu Ge complied effortlessly. “Indeed, there is something related to cultivation that I need to ask Master about.”

Qiu Wuji felt pleased, and she nodded slightly. “Tell me what doubts you have.”

“The Autumn Water’s Endless Expanse in my writing is similar to the Thousand Swords Technique.”

“Yes.”

“But in practice, it’s not just countless swords flying in one direction. In reality, each sword has its own sword technique.”

“Correct,” Qiu Wuji nodded. “The water flows across the sky, appearing as if it’s moving in one direction, but upon closer inspection, each little wave has its unique characteristics. Every whirlpool, every ripple, carries its own killing intent. Treating Autumn Water’s Endless Expanse as a straightforward and brutish technique of piercing with ten thousand swords would make it an ordinary sword technique, not a divine one.”

“This requires such high control over spiritual consciousness. Not only that, but achieving a deep understanding and cognition of each sword requires decades of accumulation, it’s not something that even a genius can easily accomplish.”

Qiu Wuji became increasingly delighted; Chu Ge was gradually understanding more, becoming more like a cultivator, and they were now able to discuss the details of cultivation.

She still maintained a stern expression. “Autumn Water’s Endless Expanse is one of Cloud Horizon Sect’s signature sword techniques and one of the renowned sword arts that established my fame. It’s not that easy to learn, and it usually takes over a hundred years of enlightenment. So, what did you think when I had you learn the basics of mortal sword techniques and practice in the Sword Trial Cave? Did you think I was torturing you? Those were meant to lay the foundation for you.”

Chu Ge clicked his tongue. “But Chu Tiange managed to learn it, and it only took him a few years.”

“…You’re talking about giving the protagonist an unreasonable power boost. There is some anomaly here. Chu Tiange only spent a few years in the sect, he hasn’t even encountered ten thousand types of sword intent. Why should he be able to master this technique? When we get out, we’ll need to come up with some reason in the comic to patch this up.”

“What about continuing to stay in the Sword Trial Cave?”

“Our Sword Trial Cave contains the remnants of our sect’s sword techniques and doesn’t include teachings from other sects. Its significance isn’t that great. However, it still has some value, and this time, you can stay in the deeper levels. But…” Qiu Wuji hesitated for a moment, “it might be quite painful.”

“Pain is fine as long as there’s encouragement…” Chu Ge revealed a wolfish ambition.

Qiu Wuji’s eyes twinkled as she smiled sweetly. “What kind of reward are you thinking of?”

“Endure suffering once inside, and when I come out, Master gives me a hug and a kiss, and…”

“Get lost,” Qiu Wuji said with her hands on her hips. “Learn from the protagonist you created; be wholeheartedly dedicated to the path and progress bravely. That’s the biggest power boost! How can you, who hasn’t even started suffering yet, be thinking about rewards already?”

“If Master doesn’t agree, we can always change it…”

“Change what?”

“Like, giving the encouragement before I go in.” As Chu Ge spoke, he quietly wrapped his arms around her waist.

Qiu Wuji instinctively tried to evade. “Don’t do this; Xuan Ji is…”

“This is the bedroom inside. Forget Xuan Ji; even Tian Ji can’t see us…” ( Tianji; Heavenly Mechanism )

Qiu Wuji paused for a moment, and Chu Ge used the opportunity to give her a solid kiss near her ear, whispering softly, “Give me a hug; I haven’t properly hugged you in days…”

“Rebel… rebellious disciple!” Qiu Wuji clenched her teeth and tried to push him away, but she found herself utterly powerless, completely soft.

This was a two-way street.

He hadn’t properly held her for many days, and wasn’t she the same? In their own world of two, where they enjoyed music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, they often found themselves habitually wanting to hug each other or give a kiss, but they always suppressed those desires.

Now, the familiar touch enveloped her, and it felt so natural, so nostalgic.

Was this because of the alternate account… that she had grown so accustomed to his embrace?

No… No, Qiu Wuji, you must hold your ground!

She forcefully straightened her neck and avoided Chu Ge’s attempts to kiss her. With a stern face, she said, “Alright, you’ve been encouraged. You can go now…”

With a resolute expression, Principal Qiu was kissed thoroughly by her disobedient disciple as her big eyes remained wide open, dazed.