What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book

Chapter 125: Night Of A Hundred Ghosts

Chu Ge’s consciousness retracted, and his practice of attempting the Heaven And Earth Technique came to a temporary halt.

He opened his eyes and looked at Qiu Wuji who was standing in front of him.

Qiu Wuji hadn’t managed to hide her smile yet. When she saw him open his eyes, she quickly put on a serious expression and said, “Did I tell you to stop? Who gave you the authority to make decisions about your cultivation?”

Chu Ge helplessly said, “I’m feeling dizzy. It’s too mentally exhausting.”

Qiu Wuji was taken aback and only then noticed that his spiritual sea was almost depleted.

His spiritual world was excessively vast, to an absurd degree. Although his spiritual power was high, it wasn’t enough to match its magnitude.

Wasn’t this the main reason why he couldn’t truly enter the world?

Chu Ge also thought of this at the same time and looked up at Qiu Wuji with a slight smile. “This Heaven And Earth Technique is a good thing. At least now I can offer you some simple support.”

Qiu Wuji rolled her eyes. “Your abilities…”

She stopped halfway through her sentence. She couldn’t say for certain how his abilities would fare in that world.

When she tried to initiate a contract with the “Heavenly Dao”, she had felt an indomitable sensation. If the descent of his spiritual conciousness belonged to the power of world adjustment, then it would probably be invincible.

Qiu Wuji paused for a moment, then changed her statement. “Well, following the plot in the book, there’s not much danger for me anyway. What use is your contribution? Now go, take a rest.”

Chu Ge smiled and didn’t argue with her. They had discussed this topic before, and Qiu Wuji wouldn’t underestimate the enemy. Just by observing her true self undergoing blood tempering in the Cloud Horizon Mountains, one could see how seriously she took her opponents.

There was no need to persuade her on that matter. He simply said, “You should also rest—I’m not talking about sleeping here right now, but returning to the world within the book.”

Qiu Wuji pursed her lips and didn’t say anything.

Chu Ge gently spoke, “I know you enjoy the tranquility and peace here. In theory, your divided attention has little effect, but tomorrow’s battle is crucial, and even the slightest distraction makes me uneasy. It would be better if you return ahead of time, gather your spirit and soul, relax and refine yourself, and wholeheartedly enter a state of readiness for battle… Then I won’t have anything to worry about.”

Qiu Wuji said, “You didn’t need to worry in the first place.”

Chu Ge couldn’t help but reach out and caress her temple. “I never want you to leave. I felt like I lost my soul when you were gone for a moment… But… be good, don’t make me worry.”

“Hmph, stop using that tone as if you’re talking to your daughter!” Qiu Wuji looked at him with an annoyed expression, but in the end, she didn’t push away his roaming hands.

The two of them silently locked eyes for a moment. Qiu Wuji’s gaze gradually became sharp and filled with a sense of killing intent, just like her true self in the world within the book.

It was the same gaze Chu Ge saw when he first saw her coming out, as if she could kill at any moment.

It had been a long, long time since he last saw it—the adorable Qiu Wuji and the sect leader Qiu Wuji had become like two different people. But at this moment, they converged once again.

“I’m going back,” she turned calmly. “Focus on your cultivation and don’t slack off.”

“Hmm..” Chu Ge murmured in response.

Qiu Wuji walked out of the room, her footsteps pausing slightly. “Grind some soybeans yourself in the morning, and remember to eat the pears in the fridge before they spoil. If you’re cooking for yourself, eat less fried chicken, but you can have more of the beef noodles.”

After speaking, she entered her own room and disappeared under the blanket.

Chu Ge stood silently, biting his lower lip for a long time, then suddenly let out a long sigh.

…

The book “Chu Tian Wu Ji” reached the climax of the end volume, which had been building up the entire volume. ((Chu Tian Wu Ji=Boundless Heavens))

The fiery battle between Qiu Wuji and Yan Qianli represented the pinnacle of righteousness and demonic forces in the Nine Provinces. The chain reaction it triggered, the various factions’ movements, their own strategies, the rise and fall of power, and the changing landscape lasted for a whole volume of three to four hundred thousand words. Today, it finally arrived at the chapter of the showdown.

In the hearts of the readers of this book, it created an unparalleled sense of anticipation. Early in the morning, fans were already refreshing the app page, eager to see the update time for today’s chapters by the great writer Chu Ge.

Although Chu Ge had received some disdain lately for taking leave due to dating and pretending to be sick, his subsequent performance had been very good. Generally, the first chapter would be released around 10 a.m., sometimes even earlier, around 9 a.m.

Then in the afternoon, two chapters would be released, totaling tens of thousands of words… There would generally be no updates in the evening, and everyone speculated that he was paying tribute to his obligations.

Speaking of these obligations, many people envied and resented him because the woman in the photo was exceptionally beautiful. This girl cosplayed Qiu Wuji, and everyone was in awe. However, they didn’t feel comfortable teasing her in the group chat anymore since she was their ‘sister-in-law’.

“Brother Chu has done so many bad things, and he managed to steal such a beautiful fangirl. If he doesn’t deliver an exceptionally amazing showdown chapter, we won’t let him off the hook!” Panda said in the group chat.

In fact, Panda felt a bit uneasy at this moment.

Ever since he saw that photo, he felt that the guy in the photo, the writer Chu Ge, and the operations manager, Qiu Qiu, looked a lot like the Third brother and Sixth brother.

Because he and Wan Zijun had both seen the Third and Sixth brother wearing the same clothes… It was normal for one person to wear the same outfit, but it was a bit uncanny for two people to match like that. Moreover, their body proportions matched, and if they put masks on their faces, they would look exactly like the Third brother and Sixth brother.

Panda remembered the time he once punched Chu Ge through the internet. At that time, he had been shocked and his hand hurt from the recoil. Could it be that Third brother has the same ability as Chu Ge? Oh, and they had also determined that Chu Ge was from Nanjiang.

After discussing with Wan Zijun, the answer became clearer—Wan Zijun had seen the woman in the photo. He had tried to strike up a conversation through her by writing “handsome” on his face, but she kicked him with a high heel, leaving him unable to defend himself. It was evident that she was at least a stronger ability user than Wan Zijun.

Everything matched up. The operations manager cosplaying Qiu Qiu was most likely the Sixth Brother, and the author Chu Ge, who was constantly being scolded by everyone, was the fiercely loyal Third Brother.

Panda and Wan Zijun felt that this world was truly magical.

“Fatty, if Brother Chu is really the Third Brother, how do you plan to settle things with him?” Wan Zijun asked Panda in a private chat. “The loyalty of Third Brother is unquestionable. If you dare to bully him, be careful because I’ll beat you up.”

“I’ll offer my chrysanthemum to you until I’m done.”

“Damn, you’re so shameless.”

“But seriously, aside from the Third Brother’s matter, these chapters today are too important. I’m also worried that Brother Chu hasn’t written them well, wasting all the buildup we’ve had for so long.” Panda, one of the group admins, thought about it more than Wan Zijun. “Coincidentally, the recent photo has made him a little internet famous, attracting many casual readers. If the climax erupts at this moment, it will have a snowball effect on the book’s performance and reputation. It’s very meaningful.”

“With Chu… Brother Chu’s level, you can rest assured.”

Although Wan Zijun said that, he couldn’t help but feel a bit worried after Panda expressed his concerns. This chapter was so crucial. Would Chu Ge be able to deliver?

At this moment, Chu Ge didn’t even have the concept of delivering or not delivering in his eyes. In fact, the book itself no longer existed in his heart.

His fingers seemed to move unconsciously, objectively reproducing the scenes of that world in the document. Through the screen, his eyes could clearly see the layers of mist, the midnight moon, the countless green peaks, and the gathered crowd.

After a long period of hidden battles between the forces of righteousness and darkness, a state of confrontation had formed. Each side occupied half of the mountains, but there was no intention to engage in battle. The atmosphere was silent and solemn.

Everyone’s gaze was fixed on the central main peak. On the opposite sides of the north and south mountain paths, two figures were slowly climbing up.

Qiu Wuji and Yan Qianli coincidentally chose not to use any flying treasures or techniques. They simply walked slowly from the foot of the mountain towards the top.

From the moon being obscured by the mountaintop to gradually revealing its full form, as the mountain peak reached its end, the crowd on the surrounding peaks looked down upon them.

Their confrontation would signify the power struggle between righteousness and darkness in the Nine Provinces Immortal Path, determining who would hold the hegemony from then on.

Both of them almost simultaneously stepped onto the peak, facing each other from a distance, and smiled.

Yan Qianli tossed a wine jar from afar and said, “A grand gathering of a hundred spirits, offering wine to Master Qiu.”

Qiu Wuji caught it effortlessly and smiled faintly. “The sky is high and the sea is wide, with a clear autumn stretching for thousands of miles. What ghosts can there be!”

After speaking, she broke open the seal and took a deep drink, then casually smashed the jar on the ground.

Under the moonlight, ripples of wine and fragrance spread, dissipating like autumn water that swept away the demonic aura.

“If there are, they will also be dispelled with a single sweep. What significance do they hold?”