What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book

Resurrecting the Fire Prison Sect’s female elder, who had been dead for an estimated three thousand years, wasn’t something Chu Ge could accomplish with a mere correction of the plot. Correction only brought the story back on track, guided by the framework established in the book – it was determined by the “power of fate.” In theory, it wasn’t an ability Chu Ge wielded himself; it wasn’t omnipotence.

But he did have a way to resurrect her.

He could simply write an extra story… one where Yan Qianli wanted to resurrect his master, did certain things, and ultimately succeeded. With the existence of the Soul-nurturing Bead, it wouldn’t be a resurrection out of thin air – there was some room to work with, something that could be crafted.

Coincidentally, Yan Qianli had recently obtained the dragon bones left behind by the Gu God, establishing a connection with the Gu God who had a relatively comprehensive understanding of practices related to life and death, making it possible to create a storyline here.

In essence, Yan Qianli would pay some price and establish a relationship with the Gu God through the exchange of dragon bones, which would then lead to cooperation and a method to achieve resurrection.

Thinking this way, it seemed like there was quite a bit of plot to work with, and it even seemed like it could be seamlessly integrated into the main story. After all, this book was supposed to an ensemble piece, with the narrative not solely focused on Chu Tiange. Qianqian’s story was one of the typical ensemble subplots, wasn’t it?

It would enrich the subplot, further develop the characters…

But it needed careful organization. This impromptu addition to the plot required some thought. He couldn’t just open a Word document and do it.

With these thoughts in mind, Chu Ge handed the remaining half-jug of wine to Yan Qianli and patted his shoulder. “I will handle this, but I need some time. Also, during this process, you might feel signs of me manipulating fate, actions that you didn’t take yourself… Don’t resist it blindly, bear with it.”

Having spoken his mind and sought help, Yan Qianli felt relieved, and his previously gloomy demeanor had disappeared as he stood up and stretched lazily. “What a vast sea of clouds… A nice day. Xie Jiuxiao is living a pretty comfortable life.”

Chu Ge remained silent.

Yan Qianli turned and asked, “Is Creator God returning?”

“Well… this time, I originally intended to accompany Qiuqiu on an adventure in the mortal world, to explore the landscapes of this world. Unexpectedly, the situation with Xie Jiuxiao happened, making it all grandiose and high-profile. I feel that Qiuqiu may be a little resentful. She’s hardly saying anything…”

“Naive. Did you really think the two of you could leave the mountain and wander around like ordinary swordsmen? People should do what’s in line with their nature. If you encounter something you think is worth paying attention to, it naturally becomes related to the will of heaven. No matter how basic it may seem, it will become sophisticated. If you want to experience an ordinary person’s life, return to your world; isn’t that enough for simple life pleasures like firewood, rice, oil, and salt?”

Chu Ge chuckled. “You wouldn’t understand…”

“Isn’t it just the sour taste of love? It’s disgusting even to think about. What’s there to understand?” Yan Qianli retorted.

“Qianqian, remember what you just said… I’ll see how you end up in the future.”

Chu Ge rolled his eyes, sent a message to Qiu Wuji through voice transmission before disappearing.

Qiu Wuji, who had been in conversation with Xie Jiuxiao, sighed.

Yan Qianli wasn’t entirely wrong. Expecting to roam the martial world together with him was a bit comical. One was a projection of Heavenly Dao, and the other was invincible in the world. The things they encountered in the martial world, how could they be similar to going out to eat a bowl of braised chicken in the mortal world?

But there was nothing wrong with that. It had its own charm.

Before this, she thought she had reached the pinnacle of her level, that she had seen and experienced everything. And the only way to find something new was to explore the Heavenly Realm. Little did she expect that Chu Ge’s arrival added a new layer to her experiences in this world. It was quite interesting.

However, she had gone from being the assistant to the one in charge, standing behind Chu Ge, back to being an assistant, standing by his side. It was like replaying her experiences in the mortal world.

Qiu Wuji pouted angrily.

Why couldn’t she rise higher in Chu Ge’s presence? She had only played the role of the stern master for a few days… but it had been quite enjoyable.

…

In the real world.

Qiu Wuji carefully withdrew the spoon she had stuck into Chu Ge’s mouth and returned to her seat, eating her meal in silence to avoid Chu Ge noticing her earlier actions.

The once mentally absent Chu Ge’s eyes gradually regained their brightness and vitality, and his soul returned to his body.

“Braised pork rice!” Chu Ge licked his lips and looked at Qiu Wuji with eager eyes. “Qiuqiu, me hungry, food…”

“Get lost, go drink with your Qianqian.”

“Eh? Aren’t you the one who just remind me to talk to him?” Chu Ge laughed. “You actually care about Yan Qianli’s state. That really surprises me.”

“I just think it’s advantageous for you to control the world,” Qiu Wuji scooped up a mouthful of rice and mumbled with a full mouth, “With Xie Jiuxiao representing the righteous path and Yan Qianli representing the demonic path, plus me… making the entire Divine Continent respect Heavenly Dao is not difficult. It depends on whether you want to.”

“It feels like this isn’t about ruling but more like spreading knowledge? Divine grace?”

“Something like that… Besides, I think for you, getting to know every important character in your writing is beneficial for you, not just a matter of whether others respect you or not.”

“Yeah, I feel the same way. The details of this world have become clearer in my mind because you all are alive.”

Living people, real events.

Every blade of grass, every hill and stone.

Snowstorms in the north, flames in the south.

Barren mountains and hidden dragon bones.

Different races, different arts, and earthworms breaking through the soil.

Who says there’s nothing to gain in this journey? Every bit and piece is in my heart.

Qiu Wuji glanced at him. “Don’t you find this whole back and forth like a dream?”

Chu Ge smiled. “I still have a stable soul. I don’t have any Zhuangzi’s ‘butterfly dream’ intentions. It’s just that I’ve crossed two worlds.”

Qiu Wuji stared at him as her mouth moved while chewing.

Chu Ge wanted to poke her face again.

Qiu Wuji said, “Are you really not hesitant about resurrecting such a powerful demonic figure?”

“…All the demons in the book are my creations, even figures like Yan Qianli, who are legendary demonic figures, are created by me. Honestly, I don’t have any discrimination about it. If I don’t write them this way, where would they be? Does this idea sound strange? I really dislike bad people in reality,” Chu Ge explained.

“Not strange. Under the heavens, there is neither good nor evil; it treats all equally,” Qiu Wuji said calmly. “I just hope you won’t use this intention in reality. I’m very worried that you… even someone like Xie Jiuxiao, a virtuous gentleman, could become cold and ruthless if he mistakenly wields the ‘intention of Heavenly Dao.’ You…”

Chu Ge reached out and held her small hand, whispering, “You can manage me.”

Qiu Wuji stared at him for a long moment and then smiled sweetly. “Okay.”

Of course, that’s the best! Besides, she still thinks she hasn’t done enough as his master!

Chu Ge smacked his lips and said with a grin, “I can’t believe it. Qianqian is also an unruly disciple. He’s truly my son… Uh…”

Qiu Wuji’s face instantly turned black.

Chu Ge dragged his chair back quietly.

Qiu Wuji suddenly laughed, “He can’t compare to you. He’s just an unruly disciple, at most, he reached the first stage of Heavenly Dao. You still have many things he hasn’t learned…”

Chu Ge stopped moving the chair and asked cautiously, “Ah? Ah… What?”

Qiu Wuji said in a seductive voice, “Daddy…”

With a loud “thud,” Chu Ge fell to the ground along with the chair. “Cough… cough… cough…”

Qiu Wuji leisurely got up, walked to Chu Ge’s side, and placed her bare feet on his back. She bent over and looked down, “Creator god, are you happy?”

Chu Ge struggled to lift his head and saw…

White.

Qiu Wuji hadn’t expected him to come up with such a trick; she instantly broke her character and gritted her teeth, “Your soul has been gone for three days, and you haven’t bathed for so long. Go take a bath! If you keep leering at me, I’ll kill you!”