"Hiss-ow, ow, ow!"
In a hotel in Yogyakarta, Chu Ge lay on his stomach on the bed while Qiu Wuji applied medicine beside him.
Playing the hero and getting burned had looked impressive, but Chu Ge actually had no way to heal himself. He had relied on the Azure Dragon's powers of growth and rejuvenation to treat him.
The Azure Dragon also found it utterly incomprehensible that Heavenly Dao Dad had granted it an ability he himself lacked. It had nearly blurted out its assessment of him as "the weakest Heavenly Dao."
But it could not really say that, either. Chu Ge's performance this time had made even Qiu Wuji see him anew, while the Azure Dragon and Black Tortoise, who had watched throughout, had been utterly astonished.
He was no longer merely a writer churning out words. His rate of growth was staggering.
Still, the Azure Dragon's abilities were only on par with the Vermilion Bird's. It could not instantly heal burns inflicted by the Vermilion Bird. Chu Ge's skin had recovered now, so he no longer looked so frightening, but the burning pain throughout his body was unavoidable. He lay whimpering on the hotel bed like a patient with a fever.
Qiu Wuji applied medicine beside him in exasperation, scolding him as she worked. "That's what you get for showing off! That's what you get for letting yourself burn! Burn to death, why don't you!"
"A miscalculation, a miscalculation. I thought the Azure Dragon could heal me instantly. I didn't expect it to still hurt this much. Boohoo..."
"Aren't you impressive? Calculating everyone's fate but your own. That must have satisfied most of your literary pretensions, right?"
"Huh, how did you know-ow, fuck, that hurts, that hurts..."
"I ought to pinch you to death! You make me so