What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book

Yan Qianli was determined to resist, but he couldn’t resist the Heavenly Dao. He had to act according to how it was written, enduring whatever punishment it had in store for him. What made it even more infuriating was that Heavenly Dao had actually given a coherent logic to this bizarre situation. The dragon bone’s movements had a reason behind them.

As Yan Qianli was being pummeled by the dragon bone, he finally heard a voice from within the bone, filled with age and wisdom: “Your Highness, you have taken my dragon bone without permission. Did you really think there was no one in the Southern Border?”

Yan Qianli, sitting helplessly on the ground, listened to himself responding, “The great Gu God intends to visit. Why not show yourself?”

The Gu God was rather surprised by this development. “Since the Demon Lord knew it was my doing, why did you willingly endure the beating? You should have tried to avoid it.”

Yan Qianlie was righteous and awe-inspiring; “Although this dragon bone was not claimed by Your Excellency and was buried underground, the principle of ‘first come, first served’ still applies… However, I admit that taking it without permission was somewhat unreasonable. So, I let you have your way. Are you calmer now? Let’s have a conversation.”

The Gu God; “?”

Yan Qianli reasoned like this? It was truly a sight to behold.

But from the looks of it, it seemed like he didn’t want a confrontation. The actions of an individual could affect their reputation, and the Gu God was wary of Yan Qianli. It was good to resolve this peacefully.

So, the Gu God hesitated and finally agreed to meet with Yan Qianli.

When they met, he saw a little flame sitting in the magma, seemingly lost in thought. As soon as the Gu God arrived, the flame spoke up, saying, “Gu God, Heavenly Dao is unjust. Shall we rebel against it?”

The Gu God was taken aback. Was this small flame beaten foolish by Qiu Wuji?

As the Gu God, he had been ruling the Southern Border comfortably, and who in their right mind would challenge Heavenly Dao just because they were bored?

“Forget it,” the little flame sniffled, feeling superior in its ability to see through worldly matters. “Let’s talk about a trade instead…”

The Gu God indeed had the dragon bone as a trump card, as this was to be used for his dragon bone puppet to significantly boost his combat power. However, when Yan Qianli seriously proposed a trade, he had to consider it.

Yan Qianli’s purpose was to refine his own body, which was evidently more crucial. One was about improvement, and the other was about life itself. So, they could negotiate. This trade made the Gu God feel that Yan Qianli was sincere, and it all came down to the price…

During their negotiations, the Gu God casually mentioned, “Unfortunately, I lack the divine soul substance required for this dragon bone. Otherwise, it might not have been for making a puppet but also for the possibility of resurrecting this dragon. If that were the case, I might not have been willing to trade with Brother Yan…”

Yan Qianli was greatly intrigued and asked, “You know the art of resurrection?”

“I do know it, but the conditions are quite stringent. So, Brother Yan, do you have someone you want to resurrect?”

The little flame swayed slightly, remaining silent for a moment.

Although Heavenly Dao was devious and petty, it seemed that the fate was leaning towards resurrection…

The little flame felt a bit conflicted.

As cunning as this dogged Heavenly Dao was, he never even mentioned any requirements… There was no demand for a soul oath or submission like in the demonic path. He didn’t even insist on the conventional bowing or kneeling rituals. None of the subservient behaviors the little flame had imagined had happened.

It was almost like dealing with a buddy. You want to resurrect your master, and I’ll help you. It felt that simple.

It seemed like being beaten up by him wasn’t such a big deal. Maybe we don’t need to rebel just yet?

…

November 12th.

It was the time for royalty payments and employee salaries. For the first time, Chu Ge visited his own comic studio, handed the appropriate payments to Old Zhu, and transferred money to the company’s corporate account for employee salaries. In less than an hour, his wallet had shrunk significantly, returning him to his pre-liberation state.

However, as he looked at the clean and orderly company and the spirited employees working diligently, Chu Ge felt a great sense of satisfaction.

This was the direction that the ‘writing dog’ had been looking forward to evolving towards the most.

Creation, culture, a group of young minds bursting with creative ideas, wandering in the world he had woven.

Transforming his words into visuals, presenting them to the world.

And the primary creator of these visual representations was his girlfriend… or rather, the female protagonist from his story.

Chu Ge felt that life couldn’t have taken a more perfect path.

These past six months had been like a beautiful dream.

As the “boss behind the scenes”, most of the employees had never seen Chu Ge in person, maintaining the air of mystery — although many secretly wished to poke about seventeen or eighteen holes in him.

The boss, Qiu Wuji, who was such a good catch, was said to have already been “snatched” by him, wuwuwu…

Fortunately, there was another boss, Mengmeng, a single, divorced woman who had become the white moonlight in everyone’s hearts.

Chu Ge hid in the boss’s office, gazing at his own boss, Qiuqiu, with an extremely peculiar expression.

She was dressed in an OL outfit, complete with black stockings and even non-prescription glasses. She sat at the computer, checking the employee attendance sheet…

The atmosphere was… indescribable.

“That…,” Chu Ge couldn’t help but ask, “Do you know why I like this kind of attire?”

Qiu Wuji had a deadpan expression. “Perverted!”

“You really do know.”

“Of course, it was you who persuaded me to wear this pitiful look when I first came here, knowing nothing.”

“But now you’re wearing it yourself, and you’ve even put on glasses… By the way, why the glasses?”

“They look good, don’t they? Intelligent, right?”

“…They do look good.”

“That settles it, women dress up to look good!”

“Did Mengmeng teach you to wear glasses?”

“Yes.”

“Sister Mengmeng’s merits are endless….but I think…” Chu Ge hesitated for a moment and then continued, “Glasses don’t matter, but as for black stockings and such, you should only wear them for my eyes…”

Qiu Wuji was both amused and irritated, “Actually, no matter how I dress, you always think that way. For example, in the sect, even in a noble robe, completely covered, your eyes still gleam with an evil look.”

Chu Ge realized she had a point…

It wasn’t her clothing that was enticing; it was Qiu Wuji herself who was too attractive.

“Alright!” Qiu Wuji put on a stern face. “You came to the company to inspect the situation of the comic, not to evaluate women’s outfits! Don’t look at me, and if your lecherous eyes dare to wander toward Mengmeng’s legs, I’ll gouge them out!”

“Why would I look at her? Is she prettier than you? I’d rather say if those perverted eyes dare to look at your legs, I’ll gouge theirs out!”

The two of them stared at each other, locking eyes for quite some time until Qiu Wuji softened with exasperation. “Fine, I’ll wear long pants and skip the stockings from now on, okay?”

Chu Ge grinned. “Qiuqiu is still good.”

“I’ve never seen anyone so possessive. Is this what Heavenly Dao Creator God’s thinking is like? A desire for control over an entire world?”

“This might just be the thoughts of a pervert… But you might be onto something… Anyway, let’s not talk about that. Show me the comic.”

When Chu Ge came to the company, besides the fact that he couldn’t be too hands-off with his own company and needed to understand and manage it, the most significant purpose was, of course, to look at the finished comic.

At home, he could only see the already published parts, and the unreleased sections were only available as line drafts on Qiuqiu’s computer. He had to come to the company to see the complete follow-up drafts.

Since he learned that Xie Jiuxiao could peek into the mysteries of Heavenly Dao from the inconsistencies in the world’s changes, this comic had taken on a much greater significance. The unity and harmony of styles before and after the world’s changes had to start from here to fill in the gaps.

It had become Chu Ge’s top priority.

Otherwise, if Xie Jiuxiao could do it, what about others?

Xie Jiuxiao had inherited the legacy of the Heavenly Realm, so the things he could explore were probably things that the Heavenly Realm’s people could also understand.

The Heavenly Realm instance was about to open.

The overseas plot of Chu Tiange had been ongoing for a while, and this volume was about to conclude. According to the plan, there was only one volume left, which would focus on the intersection between the overseas plot and the mainland plot. And then it would be time to start the Heavenly Realm storyline. At the current update speed, it wouldn’t take long.

Writing a book was really tiring. Characters under his pen were rebelling one after another.

Sigh…

“From what I see now, it seems to be going well,” the couple leaned together in front of the computer screen. “The ambiguity between Chu Tiange and Qingmei is no longer depicted in the comic. They’re just friends, which means the path to harem will be removed and it will be more in line with character development… The screen time for his senior sister from the outer sect when he first entered the sect has been removed, and the encounters with the little witch during external missions are now purely antagonistic, with the ambiguous interactions gone…”

“I was gazing at the moon by the window and suddenly remembered Chu Tiange,” Mother Goddess Qiuqiu commented. “This brain-dead plot should be removed. It’s the most crucial point in the whole story.”

Chu Ge couldn’t help but laugh.

Removing this element from the comic was necessary. For the upcoming plot twists, the earlier content had been utterly meaningless.

But this was indeed the most crucial turning point.

Without this line, how could she rage across dimensions and come to his side?