Yan Qianlie was furious, but he couldn't truly resist.
He acted exactly as Heaven wrote, taking whatever beatings he was told to take.
What was even more infuriating was that this damned Heavenly Dao's writing actually possessed its own logical coherence; the dragon bones even had a reason for moving.
Just as he was being beaten senseless by the dragon bone, an aged voice finally came from within it: "You dare to take my dragon bone without permission? Do you really think there's no one left in the Southern Frontier?" Yan Qianlie helplessly sat cross-legged, listening to himself say, "The Gu God has graced us with his presence. Why not show yourself and have a chat?"
The Gu God was quite surprised: "Since the Demon Lord knows it was me who caused this, why did you willingly take the beating? You shouldn't have been unable to avoid it."
Yan Qianlie said righteously, "Although you didn't take the dragon bone yourself, it was buried in the ground. First come, first served… but I think you were the one who got there first, so taking it secretly seems a bit wrong. So, I'm trying to cheer you up. Are you calm now? Let's talk."
The Gu God: "?" Yan Qianlie is such a reasonable person?
I've never seen anything like this before.
But judging from his expression, it seems conflict is really undesirable? A person's reputation precedes them, and the Gu God was actually afraid of Yan Qianlie. A peaceful resolution would be best.
So, he hesitantly met with Yan Qianlie.
Upon meeting, he saw a tiny flame crouching in the lava, hands tucked into its sleeves. The flame's first words upon entering were, "Gu God, Heaven is unjust! Let's rebel!"
Gu God: "?" Were you driven mad by Qiu Wuji's beating into a tiny flame?
I'm ruling the Southern Frontier, living a comfortable life. Who the hell is so bored as to defy the heavens with you?
"Fine," the tiny flame sniffed, feeling a sense of superiority, as if it had seen through the illusions of the world. It wouldn't play games with a fool. "Let's talk about a deal..." The Gu God had indeed left a hidden door within the dragon bone; after all, it was meant to be used as a dragon bone corpse puppet, significantly boosting its combat power. But Yan Qianlie's earnest proposal of a deal forced him to consider it.
Yan Qianlie's use was for cultivating his Dharma Body, which was clearly more important. One was an improvement, the other a life—of course, it was negotiable. This deal made the Gu God feel that Yan Qianlie was very sincere; it was just a matter of price… During their bargaining, the Gu God inadvertently let slip, "It's a pity I lack the divine soul essence of this dragon bone, otherwise it might not be used for a corpse puppet, but there's even a possibility of resurrecting this dragon. If that were the case, I really might not be willing to trade with Brother Yan…" Yan Qianlie's heart stirred: "You know the art of resurrection?"
"I do, but the prerequisites are rather stringent… How about it, does Brother Yan perhaps have someone he wants to resurrect?"
The little flame flickered slightly, remaining silent for a moment.
Although the Heavenly Dao is wicked and petty, the trajectory of fate really is heading towards resurrection…
The little flame felt a little complicated.
That damned Heavenly Dao kept its word; it didn't even make a request… It didn't demand anything like offering a soul and swearing allegiance like the Demonic Dao, and it didn't even have the usual kneeling and bowing that the righteous Dao usually does. The servility that I had imagined never happened.
It was practically like a buddy: "You want to resurrect your master? I'll help you." It seems like getting beaten up by him wouldn't be a big deal. Let's not go against the grain for now, okay?
...November 12th.
Payment due, which is also employee payday.
Chu Ge went to his own comic studio for the first time, paid the owed money to Lao Zhu, and transferred some money to the company account to pay salaries. His wallet, which he clutched for less than an hour, quickly emptied, returning him to square one.
However, looking at the bright and clean office, and everyone working energetically, Chu Ge still felt a sense of satisfaction.
This is actually the evolution a writer most hopes for.
Creation, culture—a group of young people, their minds blazing, wandering in their own woven worlds.
Turning their words into images, presenting them to the world.
And the main artist behind these tangible images is his girlfriend…or rather, the female protagonist in his book.
Chu Ge felt that life couldn't have gotten any more perfect.
These past six months have been like the most beautiful dream.
As the "behind-the-scenes boss," most employees had never seen him, maintaining an air of mystery that made many genuinely believe Chu Ge was a mastermind. Little did they know, he wasn't even on a long-term contract.
When the "mastermind" came to "inspect," everyone was quite motivated, even though they secretly wanted to tear him apart.
Such a lovely young lady as Boss Qiu Qiu had apparently already been taken by this pig, sob sob…
Luckily, there was another adorable boss lady, a single, divorced, and wealthy woman, who became everyone's ideal woman.
Chu Ge hid in the boss's office, watching his boss lady Qiu Qiu with an incredibly strange expression.
Wearing a black office lady outfit… and even glasses without a prescription, sitting in front of the computer looking at the employee attendance sheet…
The way she looked… indescribable.
"Um…" Chu Ge couldn't help but ask, "Do you know how many cars are dressed like this?" Qiu Wuji remained expressionless: "Vulgar!"
"You actually know?"
"Isn't it the way you dressed me when I first came here, pitiful and clueless?"
"But now you're dressed like this, and you even have glasses on… Why are you wearing glasses?"
"Does it look good? Does it look sophisticated?"
"…It looks good."
"Then that's it! Women dress to look good!"
"Cute" "Did Meng teach you to wear those glasses?"
"Yes."
"Sister Mengmeng is so kind... but I think..." Chu Ge hesitated for a moment, then said, "The glasses don't matter, but the black stockings are just for me to see..." Qiu Wuji was both amused and annoyed: "Actually... no matter what I wear, you think the same way. For example, even in the sect wearing those noble robes, no matter how well I'm covered up, your thieving eyes are still darting around." Chu Ge thought about it and realized she was right... It's not that her clothes are alluring, it's that Qiu Qiu herself is too alluring.
"Alright!" Qiu Wuji's face hardened. "You came to the company to check on the comics, not to look at women's outfits! Looking at me is one thing, but if those lecherous eyes dare to look at Mengmeng's legs, I'll gouge them out!"
"Why would I look at her? Is she prettier than you? I'd rather they look at Mengmeng with those lecherous eyes, but if they dare look at your legs, I'll gouge their eyes out!"
The two stared at each other for a long time before Qiu Wuji finally softened, "Fine, from now on, wear trousers, no more skirts and black stockings, okay?"
Chu Ge was delighted: "Qiu Qiu is so good."
"I've never seen anyone with such a strong possessive streak. Is this the mind of the Heavenly Father God? The desire to control a world."
"This might just be the mind of an old pervert… but maybe yours has a point… oh, never mind that, let me see the comics."
Chu Ge came to the company, not only because he couldn't completely relinquish control of his own company and needed to understand and manage it, but more importantly, to see the finished comics.
At home, I can only see the published parts; the unpublished parts are just line drawings on Qiuqiu's computer. I can only see the complete drafts when I come to the company.
Since learning that Xie Jiuxiao can glimpse the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao through the discordant changes in the world, this comic has taken on a much greater significance. The unification and harmony of the world's style before and after must begin here, patching up the flaws.
Currently, this is Chu Ge's top priority.
Otherwise, if Xie Jiuxiao can do it, what can others?
Xie Jiuxiao inherits the legacy of the Heavenly Realm; what he can glimpse, those in the Heavenly Realm can surely do even more.
The Heavenly Realm arc is about to open.
Chu Tiange's overseas storyline has been going on for quite a while; this volume is nearing completion. According to the plan, only the volume depicting the intersection of overseas and Shenzhou remains, and then the Heavenly Realm storyline should begin. At the current update speed, it really won't be long; it's no joke.
Writing a book is truly exhausting; the characters are all ready to rebel.
Sigh…
"Looking at it now, it seems alright." The couple huddled together in front of the computer screen. "The ambiguous relationship between Chu Tiange and Qingmei is no longer shown in the comic. Friends are just friends, which means that the path of the Red-Pink Skull will be smoother and more in line with their character settings… The scenes with the outer sect senior sister when he first entered the sect have been removed, and the little witch he encountered on missions is purely an enemy; the ambiguous interactions are gone…"
"The ridiculous plot point of me suddenly remembering Chu Tiange while gazing at the moon by the window is also gone," Mother Goddess Qiuqiu commented. "This is the most crucial point in the entire story." Chu Ge couldn't help but laugh.
Removing this from the comic was necessary; for the subsequent plot twists, everything written before was completely inexplicable and meaningless.
But this truly is the most crucial point.
Without this line, how could you have broken through the barrier in a fit of rage and come to my side?