Over there, Yan Qianlie felt the binding force of the Heavenly Dao Oath. Although his mind became heavy, he wasn't troubled.
The constraint was mutual. Since it was a gamble, was Qiu Wuji guaranteed to win?
Couldn't I be the one to win the bet, not only taking the Tai Xu Fire but also destroying your Yunji Sect's gates?
"Yes... matters between sects outside the arena will naturally affect the balance of the duel. This can't be treated as a casual one-on-one fight; we need to plan carefully..." Yan Qianlie pondered in his heart, then smiled and said, "Since Heaven has made a pact, I accept it. When should our battle take place? Sect Leader Qiu, why don't you suggest a plan?" Qiu Wuji's beautiful eyes flickered, and she smiled, "What do you think, sir?" Yan Qianlie laughed heartily and turned to leave: "Then let's have the fifteenth of July, the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts!" Qiu Wuji watched Yan Qianlie's retreating figure, seemingly indifferent, but inwardly cursing, "Our world doesn't have a tradition of the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts on the fifteenth of July. What kind of setting did you add?"
"Huh? I just wrote it smoothly and casually showed off. That's inspiration. Anyway, the next part of the plot really is the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts. Oh, right, I can even use that phrase for the volume title. So cool, hahaha, I'm so clever." Qiu Wuji gritted her teeth, wanting to drag him out and beat him up.
But she found she couldn't. It's truly a mystery of fate, unknowable and intangible. He could find him, but he had no idea where he was.
Chu Ge noticed too: "Are you trying to beat me up, but you don't have a target? Hahaha, isn't that amazing? Quickly call me Father God!"
Qiu Wuji: "..." She gritted her teeth and flew back to the sect on her sword. As soon as she entered, she said, "Hurry up and do what I arranged earlier. I need to go into seclusion to hone my skills and prepare for the battle with Yan Qianlie." The next moment, Chu Ge, who was sitting in front of the computer, was grabbed by the back of his collar and brutally beaten: "Did you think I couldn't beat you? Amazing? Father God?"
"Holy crap?" Chu Ge was stunned by the beating: "Hey, stop hitting me! You came out so easily now? You didn't even have to wait for a cooldown? This isn't scientific... So if you can't stay and go back, and you immediately travel back, wouldn't that be permanent? Are you exploiting a bug here..."
Qiu Wuji sneered: "What?" "You don't want me to be able to come out anytime, do you?"
"How could that be?" Chu Ge was overjoyed. "It would be awesome if I could come out anytime! If I encounter any danger, I can just shout for help, wouldn't that make me invincible?"
"You wish! Why should I be able to hear you shout for help?" Qiu Wuji said irritably. "Are you so smug playing the Heavenly Dao that you've gone mad? I've been back in my own world for over ten days. The sect has done so many covert operations. In that long, my soul should have recovered from all its fatigue. Otherwise, why would I dare to rashly meet with Yan Qianlie and make a duel contract? Aren't you afraid he'll attack directly? Do you think I'm as stupid as you!"
"Uh, so it's been over ten days for you?" Chu Ge thought about it and realized it made sense. Although only one day had passed on her side, she had been updating 10,000 times in a row, so the timeline in the book wasn't slow. The last time was the same; the Poison Hand Demon Lord incident was "seven days later," and she returned the next day.
In other words, if she wanted Qiu Wuji to come out faster, she only needed to say "three days later" or "seven days later"? What if the plot jumped to "a thousand years later"? Would Qiu Wuji really have spent a thousand years there alone?
The thought suddenly sent a chill down her spine.
"Also, why do I have to come out just because I can?" Qiu Wuji glanced at him sideways. "Do you have some misunderstanding about me? Do you think I have nothing better to do?"
"Sigh, stop with the 'me' thing," Chu Ge laughed. "Didn't you already say 'I' so smoothly before? Why are you doing this on purpose?"
Qiu Wuji snorted, not answering.
"You need to understand the new world, so you have to come out eventually," Chu Ge laughed. "Even if we don't mention this, you need to see my later experiences for comparison so everyone can figure out how to help you break free from the book's influence."
Qiu Wuji sighed inwardly.
It was precisely this attitude that made it impossible for her to feel any aversion towards Chu Ge.
Any other man could manipulate her life, define her thoughts and love at will, but none of them would be like Chu Ge, genuinely trying to help her break free.
Perhaps his pursuits were indeed different from others; he thought, "How awesome would it be if the characters I write could truly stand on their own?" He should be the Father God.
Qiu Wuji stopped arguing with him and instead asked, "Can you descend at will now? Can you do anything else?"
"It seems not right now. It can only work if I write a scene where you communicate with the Heavenly Dao, which is like me writing that I'm communicating with you, so we can communicate… But I think this has a lot of potential. I'll look into it later. Maybe if the Heavenly Dao transforms into Hongjun and comes out, I'd be invincible…"
"I think it's unlikely. It's absurd no matter how you look at it. A person with absolutely no cultivation directly transmigrates and becomes invincible? There must be something wrong with that, right? Or, to put it another way, if your novel didn't originally have the Heavenly Dao transforming into a human, and you suddenly decide, wouldn't that violate the 'self-consistency' you need?"
"Hiss, you're so knowledgeable now…"
Qiu Wuji gritted his teeth, "Can't I be jealous? I've cultivated for ten thousand years, and you come in and become invincible? Why?!"
"Alright, I know you're an old lady." Chu Ge said, quickly assuming a defensive stance.
Qiu Wuji glanced at him: "Masochist. I won't satisfy you."
Chu Ge: "?"
"A low-level disciple who hasn't even reached the first level of Qi Refining shouldn't be thinking about being invincible all day long." Qiu Wuji said disdainfully, "If you really want to enter our world and act big, you definitely need a certain foundation in cultivation, without a doubt. I suspect that your ability to communicate this time is because you've already started cultivating."
Chu Ge thought this made sense, so he remained silent.
It made sense, but to reach the level he wanted, it would take forever...
"But you said you'd compare my actions with your storyline, that's a serious matter." Qiu Wuji said, leaning over to look at the chapter he had posted. As he looked, his expression gradually became more and more unpleasant.
Chu Ge asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
"Your... ambition to dominate, what's going on?"
"Oh, this is based on the plot's evolution and changes. Think about it, this kind of contest involving the strongest will inevitably attract worldwide attention and have far-reaching implications. Both sides have allies and enemies, and everyone will be involved. As the head of a sect, even if you haven't had this kind of strategic awareness before, with a major battle approaching, you will definitely make plans in advance." Qiu Wuji remained silent.
Chu Ge, observing her expression, cautiously said, "It's not about necessarily vying for supremacy, but in sect rivalries, choosing various methods is what a truly powerful sect leader should do. And if you can truly subdue or even destroy the Fire Prison Sect, you'll already be able to look down upon the world. Even without vying for supremacy, you'll be an uncrowned emperor."
Qiu Wuji looked up and thought for a long time, then suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh: "I thought I had changed my style, but so this is the only reasonable deduction?"
"Hmm..."
"So, did I do this because of what you wrote, or because I thought so myself?"
Chu Ge thought for a moment and replied, "You are different now than before. Before, you couldn't perceive whether your thoughts were being imposed on you; now you can. If you didn't feel this this time, it's not necessarily because of what I wrote."
Qiu Wuji perked up: "Then what is it?"
Chu Ge smiled: "Why can't it be that our minds are in sync?"
Qiu Wuji glared at him, but Chu Ge met her gaze calmly.
After a long stare, Qiu Wuji looked away. "A meeting of minds isn't necessarily true; it's just that you know me too well."
She sighed. "Whatever the reason, it brings a sense of predetermined fate, like an inescapable net… This feeling… is truly irritating."
Chu Ge suddenly said, "What's wrong with having someone who understands you?"
Qiu Wuji looked at him again.
"What you just said reminded me; a meeting of minds is indeed not certain." Chu Ge smiled. "So, Qiu Wuji, how much do you know about me?"
Why?
I was exposed by the mole today, so be it.
Don't laugh at my firm denial a few days ago, because you can't admit to using a secondary account anyway, otherwise what's the point…
Actually, the term "mole" isn't accurate. After all, it's someone from the alliance group, and a former leader. It's more like a disillusionment stemming from unmet expectations leading to a dark turn.
The alliance group had already confirmed that this book was mine, but they hadn't leaked a word to anyone outside; they were very tacit.
Then, on the day the single female lead was confirmed, it was exposed.
So you really don't want a single female lead?
But why do I insist on writing the original story? If Ji Cha owes you support and expectations, but I've switched accounts and started over, why would Laser Bottle still write about Ji Cha?
Then why switch accounts?
You know I made it very clear in the alliance group that although this book was originally intended to be a single-female lead, I originally "didn't want to be bound by a predetermined framework." Later, I could have either a single-female lead or a harem, meaning there was a high possibility of changes to the harem. But so many people with the same mindset as you insist on asking in the book reviews whether it's a single-female lead or a harem, demanding a definite answer, or it's like playing the stock market… What would I do if I were in your shoes?
Of course, I could only follow the original direction; that's why it's a single-female lead.
You've been watching the whole thing unfold. Have I lied?
Am I turning against you?