Chu Ge's face turned this purple.
That's right, I wrote you for this reason, maybe even with some hentai.
Because originally, I was projecting myself onto the protagonist, wanting to be like you.
I couldn't complain even if I were beaten to death.
But now… I can't project myself onto you anymore.
I can't feel that protagonist's joys and sorrows, all his feelings, but Qiu Wuji is standing right in front of me. This isn't a level of immersion.
Now, if I were to write about you like this, the only possible partner would be the Creator God… His mind raced, but Chu Ge, of course, didn't dare say that directly. He quickly adopted a righteous and indignant tone: "What are you talking about? Look at the previous two or three hundred chapters, is there any plot like this? I'm a staunch writer of pure love stories, it's just that I have a few more pure love partners! I resolutely criticize this kind of erotic content!"
Qiu Wuji stared coldly at him, not believing a single word. Besides, what's so justifiable about having a few more partners? She suppressed the urge to punch him in the face and said calmly, "I think I can go out for a walk. I don't need to wait here foolishly for your explanation. The more I see and hear, the more I'll understand." Chu Ge expressionlessly exited the sex scene movie and casually selected an anti-Japanese war drama.
"Boom!" The flashes of artillery fire illuminated Qiu Wuji's eyes.
Her pupils contracted slightly: "This...is this acting?"
"It's acting, but it really happens. And this is just a depiction of an early war; the magical artifacts of today are far more brutal than before. So, do you think you're invincible enough?" Chu Ge said helplessly, "If your original self had come here, things might have been a little better, but integrating normally into this world would have been difficult. Most likely, you'd have to hide in some mountain to cultivate in seclusion. Now, with this divided soul, you're completely out of place. If something goes wrong, I'm afraid you'll be mistaken for a walking spy and arrested, and it'll be too late to cry."
"What do you mean by 'walking spy'?"
"A spy, a traitor, you understand?"
Qiu Wuji understood. So, there were wars between different nations in this world.
She felt a little worried.
As Chu Ge said, she was completely out of place here. Wouldn't that make her look too much like a spy? If her original self had come here, she could have entered and exited the Azure Netherworld without fear, relying on her cultivation. How could her current body possibly do that? The steel cannon barrel blasted, and it seemed they really couldn't withstand it…
As expected of the Celestial Realm, even without spiritual energy, they're this powerful.
Chu Ge glanced at her; it seemed her bluff had worked? She had no idea cannons weren't used casually. Let alone cannons, even police officers usually didn't have guns, or if they did, they didn't have bullets.
Well, it wasn't entirely a bluff; if things really escalated, she genuinely couldn't handle it.
"Ah!" On the television, a burly man grabbed a Japanese soldier's body and tore him in two with a "whoosh," blood splattering everywhere.
Qiu Wuji's eyes widened, and he instinctively took a half-step back, almost adopting a defensive stance.
Relying on magical artifacts was one thing, but this physical cultivation was this strong too?
This world is terrifying!
Even more terrifying is that you tear people apart just for a play on a stage! And considering that they casually have sex and let people watch, is this the Celestial Realm or the Demon Realm?! Chu Ge glanced at her expression, almost bursting out laughing, and suddenly found it adorable…
"That's right, immortals and demons are just a thought away. You can think of this place as the demon realm." Chu Ge told her seriously, "It's dangerous outside. Don't run around in your current form. We'll talk about it when the original body arrives."
Qiu Wuji really wanted to say, "What do I have to fear?" but the words stuck in her throat. She simply said, "I'm not looking at this anymore. I want to look at history."
She needed to understand the beginning and end of this world first; that's called knowing yourself and your enemy.
You guys can tear people in half, so why can't I?
That stubborn tsundere… Chu Ge saw right through her little scheme and, of course, wouldn't expose her. He sat back down at his computer and searched for "Five Thousand Years of Chinese History," feeling that it would be more suitable for Qiu Wuji's basic understanding. But it seemed like everything he searched for cost money. Chu Ge sighed. Copyright protection is getting better and better these days, so why can't online novels get involved?
He was quite willing to pay for it, ordering a set from a used bookstore website, and also a copy of *A Brief History of China*: "I'll wait for the books to arrive; it'll take about two or three days. There's nothing I can do for now." Qiu Wuji watched him curiously: "You think someone will deliver books to you like this? Telepathic communication? Flying sword delivery?"
"No… well, the Demon Realm is always a bit special." Chu Ge suddenly remembered something and asked, "Can you memorize the contents of a book with a single scan of your divine sense? Logically, your cultivation is considered Qi Refining. Normal Qi Refining cultivators haven't reached the stage of divine sense, but you had divine sense before forming a physical body. I don't know how this is calculated."
"If the number of words isn't too many, I should be able to." Qiu Wuji asked curiously, "Why are you asking this?"
Chu Ge naturally wanted her to stay longer, leaning against the windowsill reading leisurely. A quick scan with divine sense would be such a killjoy.
Thinking of this, Chu Ge's gaze wandered slightly.
It was almost one in the morning, a lone man and woman alone in a room.
She wasn't going to watch the movie, and the book she'd just ordered hadn't arrived yet. What were they supposed to do all night?
Qiu Wuji glanced at him sideways, a half-smile playing on her lips.
Chu Ge awkwardly shrank back, thinking to himself, "Forget about the long night. But if she really did stay... wouldn't this two-bedroom apartment be just right?"
"Strange woman, this isn't me being fickle..."
But then Qiu Wuji said, "To rush through it like that would miss the point of reading history. I'll read it slowly once the book arrives... I see you have a spare room, so I'll stay here for the next few days... um, sorry to bother you."
"??? You can answer before me now?
Chu Ge was both surprised and puzzled.
Based on his understanding of her, she shouldn't be so proactive about sharing a room with a man. He'd thought he'd have to use all his persuasive skills to convince her. What was going on? Was it that "If you're going to look for someone, look for the Creator God" that was still in effect? "Or is it because I'm so incredibly handsome?"
A mischievous glint flashed in Qiu Wuji's eyes. "Finally, you couldn't guess this time, could you?"
"This time I guessed it...you little schemer, trying to get me to stay with you? Planning how to coax me?"
"What's there to coax? So what if I stay here? We're neighbors, not sharing a room. What's the big difference between this and staying at an inn? It's just human nature."
"Besides, I'm not afraid of you. You're not the one who can tear someone in half. If you dare lay a hand on me, I'll beat you to death."
She said leisurely, "What's with that expression? Cultivators have no romantic feelings. If it weren't for this lecherous father god secretly manipulating me, I, Qiu Wuji, would be accompanied by the gentle breeze and the bright moon. Now we're just neighbors, each pursuing our own future. A clear sky and bright moon, why bother?"
With that, she walked directly into the second bedroom.
Chu Ge called from behind, "There aren't any bedding there."
But Qiu Wuji was sitting cross-legged on the bed, eyes closed in meditation, saying nothing more.
Chu Ge returned to his room, stunned, quickly washed up, and collapsed onto the bed.
His mind was filled with the image of a stunningly beautiful woman living next door… the burning desire within him was indescribable.
Fine, you're virtuous and upright, I'll be lewd and depraved, okay?
How could he not understand her thoughts after such a short time? Was it his own lack of skill and incomplete plot, or was a woman's heart unfathomable, something a male author could never fully grasp?
Chu Ge tossed and turned all night, suffering from insomnia again.
This was the first time in Chu Ge's life that he had "cohabited" with a woman, and the woman was the heroine of his own writing.