"In July, along with her disciples, master, senior brothers, and senior sisters, they successfully ascended to the Immortal Realm... No, I can't write that."
Qiyue looked at the words she had written and then quickly disappeared, a trace of pain flashing across her face.
Ji Wuyan also fell silent.
Lou Xuanzhi suddenly said, "This book and pen couldn't have appeared out of thin air. Little guy, look at the book and see if our fate is the same as what's written on it?"
Everyone was taken aback, and their faces suddenly lit up.
Qiyue quickly started reading as well.
Fifteen minutes later.
She looked at everyone with a strange expression: "The front has changed, but the back..."
Before she could finish speaking, a shadowy figure, shrouded in a halo of light, suddenly appeared behind her, seemingly intent on snatching the book from her hand.
Le Luoxi screamed, "Junior Sister!!!"
As she spoke, she flashed behind Qiyue and struck the illusory figure with a palm. The illusory figure immediately withdrew its hand and struck her with a palm instead. With the movement of the illusory figure, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"puff!"
"Senior Sister!!!" Qi Yue cried out shrilly, turned around and hugged Le Luoxi in her arms, retreating to a safe area.
Lou Xuanzhi and the others sneered and attacked the illusory figure: "You're courting death!"
"Heh." The phantom let out a disdainful, mocking laugh; the voice sounded like a woman's.
"A bunch of clowns dare to defy the Creator; you will pay the price!"
Her voice carried an air of superiority and disdain, and as soon as she spoke, Lou Xuanzhi and the others seemed to freeze in place.
Qi Yue was stunned.
Looking at the person whose face was obscured by a halo of light, his pupils contracted.
A piercing cry rang out: "Absurd!!!"
"Is it absurd? Come to think of it, we're in the same profession, Ms. Yue~."
That was a name so ancient that Qiyue thought she would never hear it again in her life.
There is only one person who calls her that, one of the few friends in the industry, a well-known big shot in the circle, whose book became a huge hit.
She is very beautiful. Although she is made of technology from head to toe, she really envies people like her. People often say that nothing in this world can be achieved overnight.
But this person is exactly that kind of person; she proved that not everyone in this world is without the opportunity to achieve success overnight.
Having written books for so long, she often thought that she must become that kind of person—in this era where appearance and popularity reign supreme, not only financially free, but also able to do whatever she wants and likes, and become the person she wants to be.
A newcomer who can become an overnight sensation with just one book.
Like a legend in the industry.
It's as if they were born to create.
She had read all the books she had written, and they were completely different from the world she was in now; she couldn't believe it.
This was written by that person.
There are many people in this world who call her Xiaoqi or Dada, but she is the only one who calls her Teacher Yue.
Qiyue called out the name that had been jumping through her mind.
“Sky Blue…”
"You remembered?" the voice asked mockingly.
It was as if they had discovered something interesting.
"I thought you had forgotten everything about your original world. Tell me, how did you gradually go from being cannon fodder to becoming the protagonist of my book... um...?"
The word "protagonist" lingered on her lips for a long time, as if it were a difficult word to utter.
What she said next struck Qiyue's heart like a knife.
"You must really enjoy the feeling of going from an ordinary, struggling writer to a genius who knows everyone's fate, controls others' lives, and manipulates everyone, right?"
"Like the protagonist in all those invincible novels?"
"Moon, Teacher."
She spoke each word with mockery in her voice; the three words that once showed Qiyue the utmost respect had now become a sharp sword.
"I've always found you very interesting. You clearly have no talent, yet you've managed to make a living through your own hard work. You're incredibly fragile, insecure, and sensitive, yet you always act like you don't care about anything."
"Do you know what kind of look you give me? It's like a hungry rat in a sewer, watching humans eating delicious food in a warm house, thinking, 'If only I were not me, if only I could be like that person!'"
As she spoke, the person in the halo slowly appeared, just like the one Qiyue had seen before. A haute couture gown outlined her perfect figure, and her meticulously sculpted face looked as if she had stepped out of a 3D anime.
Qiyue looked at her, her eyes shifting from shock to anger, to disappointment, to doubt, confusion, and now to disgust.
He instantly shattered the aloofness of the seemingly perfect woman before him: "And what about you? How did you feel when you first discovered that the characters you created had changed, and that you couldn't change them? I bet it was quite interesting, much more interesting than what I'm feeling now."
Her words indeed changed Kong Qing's expression.
"You deserve to die!" Kong Qing glared at Qi Yue with a ferocious expression. "How dare you change everything I created without my permission! I am their creator!"
Why can't you die according to your own destiny!?
"You're the one who deserves to die," Lou Xuanzhi suddenly said.
Kong Qing's expression changed, her pretty face filled with shock: "You actually broke free from my control!?"
She spoke in terror, then turned and flew into the air, looking down at Lou Xuanzhi. At the same time, the others also moved, looking at her with indifference and disgust.
Qiyue laughed out loud: "Kongqing, you once said that this name represents lofty aspirations and youthful vitality, and is the most important thing in your life."
"You don't deserve this name."
Kong Qing had calmed down from her anger and was looking at her quietly, as if she hadn't heard what she said.
"Give me back the book. If you give me back the book, I can let you go back."
Qiyue looked at her expressionlessly, then a mocking smile appeared on her lips as she scoffed, "Why do you think I'd return it to you? This thing is very important to you, isn't it?"
As she spoke, she weighed it in her hand.
"If I'm not mistaken, you're the one causing trouble in this world, aren't you? When did you come into this world? Are you—dead?"
When asking the last question, Qiyue emphasized her words, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.
Her gaze was fixed on Kong Qing, whose hands, hanging at her sides, tightened slightly. Her expression remained unchanged as she looked at Qi Yue with a mocking smile: "Death? Do you think everyone is like you? How could I possibly die?"
"..." Qiyue didn't speak, she just looked at her.
Lou Xuanzhi and his group wanted to make a move, but she stopped them with a look.
Her voice was very soft.
"You desperately need luck, don't you? That's why you'd love for us to die."
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