If an outsider had overheard what this young couple was talking about while having breakfast at the table, their jaws would probably have dropped.
Others might have been gossiping about everyday things—whether they'd gone home for lunch, who would pick up the kids…
The couple were saying, "Since we can only take lightweight items for now, try to find a loophole, like bringing out my cloak. It's woven from clouds and rosy hues, stitched with the autumn wind, and imbued with the spirit of sunset and evening glow; it's incredibly light and weightless…"
Chu Ge said, "I thought of that too, but it didn't work. I guess the level is too high; maybe even the energy counts as heavy?"
Qiu Wuji wasn't surprised, nodding as he munched on his bun: "It's not that easy after all…or rather, the limitation isn't weight, but energy."
Chu Ge sipped his soy milk: "That's probably it. There's no way to cheat."
" "Wipe the soy milk off your lips before you speak."
"...Oh." Chu Ge wiped his mouth and said sincerely, "You're different, you don't have to." Qiu Wuji: "Get lost." The two silently ate a few more bites. Qiu Wuji pondered, "If the limitation isn't weight but energy, then directly moving the pills probably won't work. Moving the materials in batches to refine the pills might be a better option... Also, if there's no weight limit, we could get some ore first and forge a good pill-refining furnace, or maybe just move a furnace over, I wonder if that would work?"
"Others can refine pills using a rice cooker." Qiu Wuji slammed his chopsticks down: "Then go find someone else!" Chu Ge was instantly defeated, shrinking back and remaining silent.
Qiu Wuji snorted, "Isn't it all because of our Father God's writing? This is necessary, that is necessary. If you're so capable, go change the setting!"
Chu Ge could only say, "I can't change it. It's already so many words long; the basic setting can't be overturned. I want the furnace, I want the furnace… Let me try. Which one?"
"The Eight Directions Sky Furnace in my secluded cultivation place, let's try that."
"...I can't move it."
"Then pick one from our treasure vault, something low-level, like the Purple Gold Furnace Chu Tiange used in the sect before. You specifically wrote it for the protagonist, so it must be good, right?"
Chu Ge suddenly realized, "That makes perfect sense!"
With a "clang," a Purple Gold Furnace suddenly appeared on the table.
"Really?" Qiu Wuji stopped eating his steamed buns, excitedly getting up and circling the furnace several times. "This furnace is really good. It's not high-grade, but it's very stable, perfect for refining ordinary pills."
Chu Ge scratched his head. "Speaking of which... this is a treasure, not too big, not too small. What would the person in charge of the storeroom do if they found something missing..."
Qiu Wuji's eyes widened for a moment, then he said after a long pause, "The sect leader stole it himself, what can they do!"
Chu Ge: "..."
"Don't think too much. Quickly, steal these medicinal herbs for me, such as the Water Ephemeral Flower, the Green Vine Root, and the Three Yang Leaf..."
Under heavy guard, items in the Yunji Sect's medicinal herb storeroom disappeared one by one, vanishing mysteriously.
The sect leader, who had colluded with "outsiders" to steal from his own treasury, showed no remorse and continued urging, "That's all? What about that Agarwood Dew? Bring me a bottle." Chu Ge, panting, said, "I'm out of strength..." Qiu Wuji cast a disdainful glance: "Is there any man in the world who gets so tired from carrying a few flowers and plants?"
"This is cross-realm transport, cross-realm!"
"Never mind, it's just a waste." Qiu Wuji said regretfully, "This isn't just for you to refine pills, it's also for my own use... I should improve too..."
Chu Ge said, "Let me rest for a bit..." "Okay, I'll go write first. Once I've recovered some, I'll go get the stuff from other sects."
"Just get our sect's stuff. If you get other sects' stuff, the warehouse guards will be unable to defend themselves. I can cover for my own sect's stuff, it's fine."
"Huh..." Chu Ge leaned back: "Sect Leader Qiu is so thoughtful, I thought..."
"Thought I colluded with some wild man to steal our own stuff, huh?" Qiu Wuji kicked him: "Go away, leave this to me, go write your stuff!" Chu Ge said "Oh," and turned to go inside to write.
After taking two steps, he slowed down: "Wait... I just remembered something... This stuff is inexplicably missing, will that affect the plot?" Qiu Wuji paused, stroking his chin thoughtfully: "Theoretically speaking, these things weren't written in by you, they're all collected by our sect over generations, so their whereabouts shouldn't be affected... But other things, if what you wrote is gone, for example, if my true body leaves..."
Chu Ge remained stopped, frowning. Qiu Wuji asked curiously, "What's wrong? Does the plot feel off?"
Chu Ge muttered to himself, "Just now, when we were talking about writing, something felt strange in my head, like I'd forgotten something... Wait, I'll go write and experience it. You continue refining the pills."
Chu Ge went inside to write, and Qiu Wuji tilted his head, watching his retreating figure, completely bewildered.
Gu couldn't understand what was wrong with taking something... It was probably something else.
After all, he was still far from experiencing the creation process and couldn't think for Chu Ge. Once he finished writing Qiu Qiu's autobiography and had practiced enough, he'd try writing his own book. He'd definitely be better than Chu Ge then, hmph.
Qiu Wuji looked around the increasingly small room, reluctantly moved the pill furnace aside, sat cross-legged, and the Tai Xu Fire already appeared at his fingertips.
He began refining pills! This clone has been wandering aimlessly in the mortal world for so long, it's finally time for an upgrade...
If it doesn't upgrade soon, it might really lose control. What if he tried to touch it last night and it couldn't counter? The thought of the consequences sends chills down its spine.
That can't happen!
Inside, Chu Ge opened a document and started typing.
At first, it went relatively smoothly, continuing the plot ideas he'd laid out yesterday, and half a chapter was finished in no time.
But slowly, he found himself increasingly sluggish, losing his flow.
This feeling of writer's block was something he hadn't experienced in a very long time since he started cultivating and could vaguely perceive the world. He always typed at lightning speed, thinking he never experienced writer's block.
But today, he really was stuck. It felt like the world was starting to feel unfamiliar, not following the path he wanted to follow.
Out of control?
Where did the problem lie?
Chu Ge silently manipulated the heavens and earth, connecting the world, the vast and boundless Dao, and began to survey it from above.
Scenes from all corners of the world, different spaces… even past events, the river of time.
A myriad of threads flashed before his eyes, clearing their way out.
Qiu Wuji's attempt at ascension had been reversed; theoretically, nothing had changed. He'd just taken some things, and as Qiu Wuji had analyzed, the loss was insignificant and wouldn't affect the plot.
So where was the impact? What could possibly cause the plot to stall?
A plot-blocking event must be caused by something essential to the story—like important quest items, the male and female leads, or important supporting characters… Chu Ge scanned them one by one.
Qiu Wuji was still at the Cloud Realm Sect, pretending to collect a batch of supplies from the warehouse.
Chu Tiange was currently far away, being hunted by the demonic forces. Returning to the sect was too far, and seeking help was impossible; he was preparing to flee overseas.
Everything was proceeding according to the normal plot.
What about the others…? There were no problems overseas either.
In the next volume, the overseas visitors will connect with the recovering Yan Qianlie, initiating a new plot. According to Chu Ge's initial plan, this plot will elevate Yan Qianlie, showcasing his "self-respect as a powerful figure in the Nine Provinces" and his refusal to "associate with overseas demons," leading to his betrayal of the overseas visitors—a significant highlight in Yan Qianlie's later life.
Wait… where is Yan Qianlie?
I arranged for you to recuperate in the Heart of Blazing Flames, where is he?
The Heart of Blazing Flames is empty. Where did Yan Qianlie's massive primordial spirit go?
Chu Ge searched the Nine Provinces without a trace, dumbfounded.
The important antagonist disappeared halfway through the book?
Chu Ge rushed out of the room, frantically calling out, "Qiuqiu, Qiuqiu!" Qiu Wuji, refining pills, didn't even look up: "What's wrong? Why the rush?"
"I suspect Yan Qianlie really did jump out of the book!"
Qiu Wuji's hand trembled, almost ruining an entire batch of pills.
She looked up at Chu Ge in disbelief, and seeing his anxious face, she was certain he wasn't joking.
What did we say last time?
What if the male villain comes out of the book?
What about being written as a woman, or becoming a man... First, you need to know where he went!