Chapter 247: Qiuqiu, the Demon Concubine Who Troubled the Emperor
In fact, sometimes Chu Ge would doubt his own judgment because there are some logical problems here.
Take Wang Ming as an example. If people know more about him and feel that "there really is a Wang Ming", then the Wang Ming in people's minds should be a violent and brainless warmonger. In other words, his character will become more solidified, which is the so-called "deeply rooted in the hearts of the people."
Just like people think that Guan Yu has a red face, a green hat and wields the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, he is solidified into this image, and as for what he really looks like, that is not important.
From this perspective, people's cognition does not make the world more real, but on the contrary makes it more solidified and stereotyped.
But Wang Ming is indeed starting to become less rigid and is even becoming a monk... What's the logic behind this?
Does it mean that it doesn’t matter what people think he is like, what matters is that they have the perception first?
This person exists in everyone's heart, so he becomes more real. Does it matter what he is like in other people's hearts?
That’s right...what a person actually is like is not affected by other people’s perception of him. If someone thinks Guan Yu uses a sword, it doesn’t affect others from still using his lance.
Everyone says Chugo is short, but it doesn’t affect the fact that it is actually very thick and long!
On this special stage where the world comes true, he must first have a sense of presence, then everything else.
It just so happened that Wang Ming was an early supporting actor who would never appear again. With "Heaven's Way" no longer watching over him, he started his own life.
Chu Ge suddenly thought, if I remember to write about him later, but he is no longer in Yunji Sect, how will it be handled? Is it because after I wrote about him, he feels that he is not suitable to be a monk and returns to secular life...
Of course, I can't write about him anymore, it's meaningless. But such a life is indeed tragic, so Qiu Wuji wants to break free.
Ever since the "serious consequence" of forced ascension that led to the escape of Little Flame, Qiu Wuji never mentioned breaking free from the Heavenly Dao again, but Chu Ge understood that this must still be her biggest goal.
It's yours too.
I want a real person, not a paper figure controlled by me, even if she looks very much like a real person now... that's just "like", her life is still controlled by my pen, and she is still in a situation where she will die if I want to stab her.
I want to open a story about her sleeping with Chu Ge, a disciple of Tiandao. I think she really wants to...
She never got out of this situation, but because she was in love, she no longer emphasized it.
"Wang Ming has changed himself, which proves that we are on the right track." Chu Ge smiled and said, "We have experimented with this before. This kind of progress will greatly improve my control over the world, especially the details that I won't write about, such as when the sun rises. This will give me more GM authority. As long as we keep going, it will work sooner or later."
Qiu Wuji glanced around and said, "Try to say less about the 'secret'. If you are used to talking about it behind people's backs, it is inevitable that you will let it slip in front of others. Be careful."
"All right……"
"We are on the right track, and the changes are visible to the naked eye." Qiu Wuji said, "But your strength must match it, otherwise it's like giving you the authority to modify the script but not having the ability to do so. It's all in vain."
"That's a good analogy, haha..."
"There's a precedent. You corrected my ascension and you turned pale and almost got internally injured. If something more serious happens, you won't be able to control it."
"Hmm...but you seem to be talking about the secrets as well."
Qiu Wuji stared.
Chugo tilted his head.
"You won't tell me, right?" Qiu Wuji gritted his teeth and said with a serious face, "If you don't tell me, we'll do it."
Chu Ge was delighted: "Is it right here? Would it be a bit cold?"
Qiu Wuji sneered: "Yes, it's right here, on the stone platform where I just practiced, go and feel the icy sword intent. I also left a set of advanced flying sword techniques here, how much you can comprehend depends on how long you can endure."
Chu Ge: “?”
When you say do... you mean do this?
Qiu Wuji looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back: "Don't you have any idea of what you are going to face when you come here?"
Yes, this is the cold-faced evil woman Qiu Wuji, not the lovely Qiu Qiu woo woo woo...
Chu Ge sniffed: "Can we not distinguish between our two numbers so clearly?"
“No.” Qiu Wuji flicked his sleeves.
Chu Ge screamed and fell onto the platform like a cloud.
“Swish, swish, swish!” The sword energy around them condensed into frost, forming a sword prison, and there was no way out...
The bone-chilling cold penetrated his soul, and Chu Ge shivered and hugged his body: "Qiu Wuji, you fucking..."
Qiu Wuji turned and left expressionlessly.
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Present world.
Qiu Wuji carefully made a cup of spiritual tea for Chu Ge who was typing.
Chu Ge's eyes were dull, and his ten fingers were typing away like a typewriter, seemingly unaware that she was around.
It's just a body filled with pure instincts, and the only bit of spiritual energy he has is all used in typing.
Too bad.
Qiu Wuji heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was fortunate. He was afraid that he would be bullied and then attacked from this side. At that time, would the poor assistant Qiuqiu resist...
The body suddenly moved, reached out to pick up the teacup and drank a sip of tea: "It's so cold...Qiu Wuji, you are so..."
Put down the teacup and continue typing.
Qiu Wuji: “…”
She whispered in his ear, "Write a small sequel that won't be published, about Qiu Wuji hugging his apprentice to keep him warm. Can the Father God be bullied by the stinky woman he created? Idiot."
I don’t know if Chu Ge, this broken body, heard it. Qiu Wuji’s face turned red as he spoke. He didn’t dare to wait for his reaction. He shrank his head and tiptoed out quietly.
Qiu Wuji, ah Qiu Wuji, how could you be so depraved.
Not only did he give it away for free, but he also slandered her and put her in dire straits.
Isn’t this the evil concubine who disturbs the emperor’s heart?
Write a diary and criticize yourself...
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The world of books.
Even though he knew he would be forced to practice after coming in, Chu Ge still didn't expect him to be so direct and cruel.
It's not just the snow flying all over the sky as big as goose feathers. This stone platform is obviously built with a special formation to condense the extreme cold. There are also magic patterns engraved on the platform, which contain the relevant sword experience and a complete set of flying sword skills that Qiu Wuji learned when he comprehended the icy sword meaning. With the extremely icy environment around, it is more suitable for cultivation.
If a real disciple came here, it would be a great fortune. It is possible for him to be reborn and become a powerful man overnight.
Chu Ge also knew that this was a good thing, but how should I put it... Damn, I can't describe it, the gap between the book and reality is too big, this Qiuqiu is so cruel...
I can only force myself to divert my mind away from the dirty matters between men and women and seriously appreciate the practice here.
Because he is a soul, he can perceive magic patterns and the like more directly than ordinary people. It is a bit like enlightenment, reaching the soul directly.
Chu Ge could clearly feel the sword intent that was a combination of sword energy and icy coldness, as if he was looking into a glacier with ice spikes blooming everywhere, cold and sharp, yet with a different kind of beauty.
It seemed as if an ice peak rose from the bottom of the sea, like a sword breaking through the sky, piercing the sky. The cold ice mist lingered around, condensing like a dragon, winding and circling.
Chu Ge couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart. He really didn't write about Qiu Wuji's meeting, but her self-realization and creation have already unparalleled the world.
This is the endless autumn.
But... I'm so cold and tired...
I can’t bear it any longer... It feels like my soul is frozen, and it feels like thousands of swords are cutting my body repeatedly. The pain is really indescribable.
This is too cruel, Qiuqiu. This can obviously be done step by step. Why is it so necessary?
I admire you, but I'm not a real M. How can I bully you? Just wait and see how I bully your secondary account when I get back. Humph.
Just as I was thinking this, the devil's whispers seemed to ring out from deep in my soul: "Write a small sequel that won't be published, about Qiu Wuji hugging his apprentice to keep him warm. Can the Father God be bullied by the stinky woman he wrote? Idiot."
Chugo blinked.
For a long time he didn't dare to write about things that Qiu Wuji didn't like to do. He had promised "we'll discuss it" long before they fell in love.
But this time…
Did Qiuqiu say that herself?
Was she feeling dazed and hallucinating because of the cold? Would Qiuqiu herself say so?
Isn’t it a bad thing to do... Chu Ge, Chu Ge, how can you be so shameless, I will never do such a thing!
The sluggish body in front of the screen opened a new document and typed word by word: "Extra Story: A Few Things About Qiu Wuji and Tiandao's Disciple"
Even though you say no, your body is still very honest...
(End of this chapter)
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