Chu Ge finished seemingly effortlessly, not even giving Qiu Wuji time to react. His spirits quickly returned, and he was nearly exhausted.
Then, he didn't care about anything else, not even how the readers would react to the climax. For the first time ever, he went to bed in broad daylight and fell into a deep sleep the moment his head hit the pillow.
This was an active intervention in the world using the "Heaven and Earth Shattering Technique," a far cry from his previous passive interventions. The level of exhaustion was completely incomparable.
Although exhausted, he was also exhilarated, not only because of his godlike ability to influence the world, but more importantly, because he had helped Qiu Wuji.
The unease that had been weighing on his mind was finally resolved. Chu Ge slept soundly, feeling a great weight lifted from his heart.
As for Yan Qianlie running away… he was going to run away anyway. How could an opponent of this caliber die in a simple duel? There was still a lot of room for maneuver in the future, such as what happened on the other side of the sea.
It's just that his escape method was a little different from what he had designed… different is different, he didn't have time to think about it. Time to sleep.
In the world of the book, Qiu Wuji stood quietly, her face still pale from her injuries, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, yet carrying a strange expression—a mixture of anger, joy, and a blush of embarrassment.
People assumed it was the shame and anger of almost being defeated due to carelessness, and the joy of victory.
No one dared to take advantage of her injury. Yan Qianlie's defeat sounded the clarion call for the righteous path to attack the demonic path. Magical treasures shone brightly all around, shouts of battle shook the heavens, and righteous cultivators swept in.
This was a crucial turning point in the establishment of the righteous and demonic order in this world.
It also symbolized the establishment of the Cloud Edge Sect's hegemony and the beginning of Qiu Wuji's dominance over the Nine Provinces.
In the distant Fire Prison Sect, a beautiful fiery feather pierced through layers of earth, soaring straight into the sky. The dazzling light tore through the night, landing in the hands of Qiu Wuji, thousands of miles away.
The Heavenly Dao Contract was forcibly completed.
Only then did people remember that the prelude to the duel between Qiu Wuji and Yan Qianlie was solely for this Vermilion Bird Fiery Feather.
The distinction between good and evil, the power of the overlord, was sparked by a tiny fire feather, causing a series of upheavals. In truth, Qiu Wuji didn't want this development; initially, she only wanted to exchange fire feathers to set up the Four Symbols Grand Array.
If Yan Qianlie had been willing to exchange honestly instead of scheming behind the scenes, perhaps none of this would have happened, instead causing a mountain of trouble.
Perhaps it wasn't entirely Yan Qianlie's fault… it was a predetermined plot by a certain Father God.
Qiu Wuji looked in the direction Yan Qianlie had fled, a hint of pity appearing in her eyes.
Under the laws of Heaven, we are all inescapable pawns.
Yan Qianlie sensed it, tried, but to no avail. Heaven itself intervened, suppressing the potential variables…
I'm not much better off; I'll get a spanking when I get back…
Actually, even without Chu Ge's intervention, Qiu Wuji felt she might not have lost. She still had her trump cards up her sleeve, though she might have suffered more injuries, but there was no need to gamble. His help warmed Qiu Wuji's heart.
Qiu Wuji knew that no matter how much "plot correction" his intentions might be, his primary concern was for her. He had repeatedly reminded her of this, fearing she might make a mistake.
His intervention must be incredibly taxing… Qiu Wuji gazed at the moon, her mind somewhat troubled.
To others, she remained silent, gazing at the moon, her composure radiating, seemingly oblivious to the chaos and escalating war in the distance.
"Sect Leader!" The elders flew over, their eyes filled with awe and reverence as they bowed. "Sect Leader is injured. The war here is inconvenient; please return to the sect to recuperate."
Qiu Wuji nodded, not trying to appear strong, and said in a low voice, "The people around here are unpredictable; one cannot trust them all… Elder Zhou, protect me and escort me back to the sect."
"Yes." Though her voice was low and weak, the way people felt it carried an air of authority, compelling them to obey.
The change in mindset was so direct.
Another elder asked in a low voice, "Sect Master's great victory over Yan Qianlie has shattered the morale of the Fire Prison Sect. Should we mobilize our forces to finish them off in one fell swoop? Please give your instructions, Sect Master." Qiu Wuji replied indifferently, "If you don't kill the snake, you'll only suffer the consequences. Immediately gather your righteous allies and launch a war to annihilate the Fire Prison Sect. Also, please keep an eye on Yan Qianlie's whereabouts." Everyone bowed their heads, "Yes, Sect Master." Qiu Wuji, silently escorted by his trusted confidants, entered his sect's heavily guarded secret realm to heal his injuries in seclusion.
Elder Zhou added a word of advice, "Sect Master, in your previous seclusions, you seemed to habitually split your soul to wander aimlessly. This time, it's best to be careful and concentrate." Qiu Wuji's face flushed slightly, and he retorted defiantly, "Who split their soul? I didn't! He's dreaming! Just wait and see!"
Elder Zhou: "???"
What are you doing? ...Chu Ge woke up in the middle of the night, ravenously hungry, and went to grind some soy milk.
Since Qiu Wuji arrived, instant noodles hadn't appeared in the rented room. Qiu Wuji didn't usually eat biscuits or anything like that, and there weren't any at home, so he was out of food for a while.
Chu Ge peeked around for a while, snapped his fingers, and slipped into Qiu Wuji's room to steal some milk candy.
It was so good to Qiu Qiu; she wasn't even here, but her milk was still nourishing hungry baby Chu Ge.
She was injured and should be in seclusion. According to her usual routine, her divided soul should emerge during seclusion…maybe he could have breakfast with her in the morning.
Chu Ge happily drank his soy milk, then sat back down at his computer and checked the backend for new chapters.
The number of chapters and reviews was explosive; he couldn't even scroll through all the pages in the backend. A quick glance showed mostly praise, and it seemed like there were many more donations, with several new "Alliance Masters."
This result wasn't unexpected; it was quite normal.
This book is a battleground where various factions vie for supremacy, with combat as its central theme. A duel, foreshadowed in hundreds of thousands of words, could become a perfect climax if the writer's skill was sufficient to create a captivating narrative, elicit gasps of amazement from onlookers, and build atmosphere effectively. The final victory would justify all the build-up and anticipation, and it's no wonder readers enjoy it.
Although the actual battle unfolded differently.
That's not important. Ultimately, Chu Ge has always been aware that since Qiu Qiu's autobiography was published, he should now separate his writing from the actual events.
Sometimes he chuckles at the thought of what would happen if people could see a live broadcast of the world within the book—would they angrily criticize it for "not conforming to the original work"?
It's quite amusing to think about, but unfortunately, a live broadcast of the world within the book can never be shown to others.
Even if he wanted to see it himself, it would be difficult…
For example, he desperately wants to know about Qiu Wuji's injury, but no matter how much he worries, he won't be able to see it anytime soon. Even after a long sleep, the aftereffects of the "Heaven and Earth Shattering Technique" haven't subsided; his head is still throbbing, and he simply can't use it a second time.
Chu Ge sighed, silently pressed sea sand to his brow, and, holding the clam pearl in his hand, began his cultivation.
He hoped to recover quickly, see Qiu Qiu soon, and see if he could help her…
Perhaps because this method of training by pushing his abilities to the limit was indeed effective, Chu Ge, upon examining his inner soul sea, felt that although he hadn't fully recovered from his exhaustion, it had become stronger and more solid… If he were to test his spiritual power now, it should be a stable level five, maybe even level six?
He wondered what level that would correspond to in immortal cultivation… In any case, Chu Ge believed that interfering with the world again using the Heaven-Shattering Earth-Shattering Technique would be much easier.
This was visible progress.
Chu Ge quietly circulated the Golden Bell Shield Technique thirty-six times again, opened his eyes, and it was already broad daylight.
He peeked into Qiu Wuji's room, but she hadn't arrived yet.
Chu Ge became a little uneasy, trying to communicate with the world using his slightly recovered spiritual power, and could sense the general feedback: Qiu Wuji's injuries were not serious.
If she's not serious, why isn't she coming out?
It wasn't that the world had become obscured; his senses were still sharp, and nothing had changed.
Chu Ge scratched his head and opened a document to write a new chapter.
He added a sentence to the new chapter:
"While Qiu Wuji was healing, he realized he hadn't been able to travel with his soul for a long time. Shouldn't he go out and see what's happening outside?"
In Qiu Wuji's secluded chamber, Qiu Wuji closed his eyes to heal. His brows suddenly furrowed slightly, then he forcibly calmed them down.
"Still stuffing things into my body! Ugh!"
Chu Ge waited expectantly in front of the computer for a while, but Qiu Wuji still didn't appear.
He thought for a moment and wrote another sentence:
"Qiu Wuji is thinking that a madman like Yan Qianlie, who disrespects the Heavenly Dao, deserves this defeat. The Heavenly Dao is watching you."
Qiu Wuji raised an eyebrow again: "I need to heal. What are you passing notes for! If you keep watching me, I'll beat you up!"
Chu Ge: "..." He put his hands in his pockets.
I think I can guess what happened…
Is she embarrassed to face Chu Ge after being reminded several times or almost failing?
Or… is she afraid of getting a spanking and hiding from him?
Chu Ge was both annoyed and amused. "You're giving me back the little note… Sect Leader Qiu, who is renowned throughout the world, are you a little girl who ran away from home?"