Heaven's Will Was Unfathomable

Meanwhile, Chu Ge had been asking around about ways to get her an identity, and it seemed this really couldn't be done through normal channels.

Unless he knew some high-ranking official, an ordinary nobody would have a hard time pulling it off. Someone with no past, no history, who had appeared out of thin air-did he really expect the police to believe that nonsense?

Or he could simply report that she was a transmigrator. Who knew what would happen then... Chu Ge had never believed the claims about being dissected. If anything, the opposite seemed more likely: show off a couple of immortal arts, and she might be treated as an honored guest. The history of those qigong masters was proof enough, and that hadn't been so long ago.

Besides, Qiu Wuji really did have a Longevity Method... That was what those in high office wanted most. He just didn't know whether a Longevity Method made up in a book could be practiced in the real world. Huh, if it could, couldn't he practice it too?

But one thing was certain: she would lose her ordinary freedom. She would probably have to live in a designated place, couldn't just take a trip abroad whenever she pleased, and would have to cooperate with state research when needed, among other things.

That was a last resort, and for now, Chu Ge wasn't willing to consider it.

For Qiu Wuji's sake, she certainly wouldn't want to end up in that situation. As for his own selfish reasons, she was a character from his book whom only he had, and he might even woo her into becoming his wife and sharing a life with him. Well, even if she didn't become his wife, they could still share a life. He certainly wasn't willing to hand her over for research.

Still, although he hadn't found a solution, Chu Ge wasn't especially anxious.

Qiu Wuji was an immortal cultivator, after all, and she had roots in another world. She wasn't some pitiful girl from ancient times who couldn't go home and could only be tricked into bearing five children.

If it worked, great. If not, she could simply improve her cultivation, fly through the skies and travel beneath the earth, and roam the world herself. Once her true body came over, she could even head to a war zone and build a mercenary force from scratch without a problem. What was so difficult about learning about the world? That might even suit Qiu Wuji better.

An immortal soared through the heavens, roamed the four seas, and commanded the world. How could she possibly be constrained by a mere identity?

So Chu Ge didn't dwell on the matter too much. Most of his energy still went into writing.

Buying clothes last time had put him over budget. If he didn't write, he wouldn't even be able to afford food, never mind wooing an immortal into becoming his wife. Fortunately, his royalties would arrive soon. He had over ten thousand coming this month, enough to keep him afloat and support two people without a problem.

The book's performance was his lifeline. If it flopped, everything else was out of the question.

So Qiu Wuji refusing to let him write things as originally planned had initially been quite a pain. It was a little like other writers wanting to write a harem but being forced by their wives to stick to one heroine. Of course, those authors might just be using their wives as an excuse, but in Chu Ge's case, it was real.

Now, though, Chu Ge no longer thought it was a pain. It wasn't just about respecting Qiu Wuji. Working with her to explore the connection between the two worlds and this "heavenly will" was fascinating in its own right.

Did he only want to enjoy having the heroine around? Didn't he want to know why she could come out?

He had to know that.

Otherwise, what if the fourth wall closed up again one day, just when they were madly in love? That could kill them. How could he not get to the bottom of this?

Chu Ge had always thought far ahead and considered the whole picture. As Zhang Qiren had said, his fondness for laying groundwork came from his personality. It was as though he was already planting foreshadowing for events a thousand chapters down the line.

"Qiu Wuji entered the lowest level of the Ten Thousand Snake Cavern. Mist swirled over the pool ahead, and a strange scale floated above it. The treasure's radiance mingled with a faint bloody glow, the blood-red light somewhat dim, as though weathered by countless ages."

"Qiu Wuji knew this was the Azure Dragon Shedding Scale."

"The Fallen Dragon Pool held many mysteries, making it a dangerous place. Rather than flying up, Qiu Wuji unfurled the ribbon in her hand, intending to draw the Azure Dragon Shedding Scale over from a distance."

"But when she pulled, it didn't budge. An immensely powerful suction seemed to hold the scale firmly above the pool. Bloodthirsty malice surged through the ribbon toward her, churning her blood and nearly driving her mad."

"Qiu Wuji focused her mind and calmed her breathing, slowly dispelling that bloodthirsty malice. The force holding the scale could not resist her pull, and the scale began to move."

"Just then, a blood-colored demonic hand emerged from the mist behind her."

End on a cliffhanger.

Save. Publish.

Looking at the cries of "cliffhanger bastard" filling the review section and chat group, Chu Ge felt thoroughly refreshed.

How else would you keep chasing the next chapter?

He took a deep breath, his gaze growing more serious, and began writing the next chapter.

That was the crucial part.

"Clang!" As though she had eyes in the back of her head, Qiu Wuji decisively abandoned her ribbon and spun around with a sword thrust. It struck the Blood-Colored Demon Hand squarely, producing a sharp metallic ring.

A sinister cackle came from the mist. "Worthy indeed of autumn's clarity stretching boundlessly for a thousand miles. Your spiritual sense follows your heart like the moon reflected in water. A sneak attack truly is impossible."

An old man with a withered appearance slowly materialized. Skin clung to the bones of his face, as though his cultivation had turned him into a skeleton. His eyes were filled with viciousness.

The Poison-Hand Demon Lord.

Qiu Wuji said, "Suddenly, I feel his writing is rather mediocre. The villains all look like villains, as though he's stuck labels on them."

The Poison-Hand Demon Lord: "?"

What are you talking about? We're both in the same major cultivation realm. How come I can't understand your level of insight anymore...? Qiu Wuji lowered her eyes slightly, looking at her sword's tip. "You sneaked in here yesterday, but you couldn't break through the illusion formation on this level, so you were held up outside. When I broke through and entered, you quietly followed..."

The Poison-Hand Demon Lord's heart pounded with alarm.

How did she know? It was as though she'd watched everything I did.

That shouldn't be possible!

If she knew all along that I was lurking nearby, why didn't she deal with me outside? Why let herself come in here?

A trap?

His thoughts raced, but he still said, "I'm glad you understand, Sect Master Qiu. There is such a thing as first come, first served. I clearly arrived here first. Shouldn't I at least get a share?"

As he spoke, a dark red centipede quietly emerged from his sleeve and scurried out of sight along the ground.

As though she hadn't noticed, Qiu Wuji said coolly, "Everyone who sees it gets a share. I agree. Just as I can see you right now, so your life belongs to me."

The Poison-Hand Demon Lord: "?"

Has someone possessed Qiu Wuji? Shouldn't she be angrily arguing that she was the one who broke through the formation first, after hearing my twisted claim that everyone who sees it gets a share?

Before he could react, dazzling sword light illuminated the dark cavern.

Qiu Wuji struck first!

Within the cramped cavern, sword rays filled every direction, layer upon layer raining down on the Poison-Hand Demon Lord at their center.

There was absolutely no room to maneuver or dodge.

Thousand Directions, Ten Thousand Illusions. Water Follows the Heavens.

She opened with a killing move!

The Poison-Hand Demon Lord didn't even have time to activate his hidden backup. He unfurled the Blood Banner in his hand, struggling desperately to withstand Qiu Wuji's ultimate attack while inwardly lamenting his plight.

The blood-colored centipede still needed his spiritual sense to direct it, but Qiu Wuji's net of swords stretched endlessly like autumn waters meeting the sky. Even his spiritual sense was shredded the moment he extended it. He had no chance to employ his underhanded trick.

When did Qiu Wuji become so ruthless?

He and Qiu Wuji were in the same major realm. He had assumed they were evenly matched, and that his dirty tricks would guarantee victory. Only once they actually fought did he realize that cultivation realms didn't determine combat strength. Qiu Wuji was definitely stronger than him-far stronger!

Had I followed her in here just to throw my life away?

Qiu Wuji unleashed her sword arts, but she still had more in store. A fire seal was already forming in her hand. This was the Great Void Fire, which specifically countered cloth-and-banner-type magical treasures!

The Poison-Hand Demon Lord gritted his teeth, preparing to let his Primordial Spirit escape even at the cost of destroying his own cultivation.

Just then, the blood-colored centipede he had released earlier but never managed to control crawled to the edge of the Fallen Dragon Pool on its own.

Wisps of the vapor hovering over the Fallen Dragon Pool seeped into its body, and the centipede visibly swelled.

Qiu Wuji had been keeping an eye on the centipede all along. Seeing it transform on its own without being controlled, her heart sank slightly. She swiftly redirected the fire seal in her hand straight toward it.

With a boom, the centipede shattered, its flesh and blood exploding and splashing onto the Azure Dragon Shedding Scale.

The scale suddenly blazed with blood-red divine light. An ancient dragon's vast might spread outward, indiscriminately striking every living being in the cavern.

Qiu Wuji's ribbon circled her, forming a nebula-like shroud that barely held back the fury of the dragon's might. Meanwhile, the Poison-Hand Demon Lord's magical treasures had already been utterly destroyed under the combined assault of dragon might and sword rays. Countless swords pierced his body, leaving him a horrific sight.

A ruthless gleam flashed in the Poison-Hand Demon Lord's eyes, and his body exploded just like his centipede.

This explosion was ten thousand times more violent than the centipede's. The savage shock wave slammed into Qiu Wuji, who was already resisting the dragon's might. Unable to withstand it any longer, she was hurled toward the Fallen Dragon Pool and plunged into it.

At the same time, a Primordial Spirit fled into the distance, and the Poison-Hand Demon Lord's vicious laughter rang through the air. "I will repay you for destroying my body!"

"Splash!" Qiu Wuji had no strength left to stop his Primordial Spirit from escaping. The poisonous vapor in the Fallen Dragon Pool instantly surged into her body.

Nor did she have any attention to spare for the Poison-Hand Demon Lord's Primordial Spirit.

As she felt the poison invading her body, only one thought echoed over and over in her mind.

I really am going to be poisoned...

Is heaven's will truly impossible to defy?

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