What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book

Chapter 213: Master, Bestow Your Teachings

Walking side by side with Chu Ge within the sect, Qiu Wuji’s mood was truly unparalleled.

As he walked in this world, experiencing every bit of it together, the missing half had been completely filled in.

She explored the present world, becoming a modern girl. He integrated into the book, entering and leaving the ethereal realm with her. They mutually experience each other’s worlds, going through everything the other had experienced.

Even the frustrating feeling of being a “puppet in the book” had lightened significantly because he was by her side.

Why did they have to establish a master-disciple relationship? Perhaps Chu Ge had some romantic ideas, but Qiu Wuji herself didn’t think that way. She believed quite simply that over there, he taught her everything, and over here, it should be her teaching him everything.

Of course, she was well aware of Chu Ge’s slightly perverted thoughts, like the fun of distorting filial piety… and more, enjoying the challenge of pursuing the high and mighty female sect leader within the sect.

A faint blush gradually appeared on Qiu Wuji’s face, really annoying, how delusional…

Maintaining a casual tone, she slowly said, “You’ve seen the outer sect, you’ve visited the Scrolls Tower before, and you can explore the various halls within the sect. Also, many trial grounds are quite suitable for your current improvement. You can only stay here for two or three days, so don’t be lazy. The next time you come, I’ll take you out into the world.”

Chu Ge tried to flatter her, “Disciple still needs to take care of Master’s daily life…”

“Is that so?” Qiu Wuji looked at him with a half-smile, her eyes filled with an ambiguous meaning. “There was once a junior apprentice who was begrudgingly forced to give his master a shoulder rub, which does make me think that maybe this little apprentice could do something similar…”

Chu Ge immediately exclaimed, “Master wants a shoulder rub? I’m super skilled at it!”

“Use fewer modern terms,” Qiu Wuji advised as she continued walking along the mountain path, her voice low. “Last time, I slipped up in front of others and it caused you to correct it. Pay attention yourself.”

“Oh… that’s a bit difficult, but I’ll try my best.”

“As for attending to my daily needs…” Qiu Wuji paused, a hint of a smile curving her lips. “How about washing your Master’s feet?”

Chu Ge was taken aback for a moment, then his excitement surged, “Is this really happening?”

Qiu Wuji’s expression turned puzzled, “?”

Chu Ge: “…”

Qiu Wuji’s mind went blank for a few seconds before she gritted her teeth and said, “You modern people are so weird! Shouldn’t this be an insult!”

“After all this time, you still haven’t gotten used to it?” Chu Ge held his hands in front of him. “Those weirdos out there ask you to wear high heels and step on their faces. I just wanted to…”

“Get lost! You’re even weirder than them! Because they only talk about it, but you actually want to do it!”

“If I don’t do it, how can I show filial piety as your disciple?”

“Go show it somewhere else!” Qiu Wuji flicked her sleeve and walked away, annoyed. If this continued, even the aloof image of the sect leader couldn’t be maintained!

Chu Ge quickly caught up, “Isn’t this introductory sword technique too easy for me? How about some sword control techniques?”

“Continue learning various sword techniques, at least master ten different ones from low to high! Otherwise, just learning sword control superficially would be like swallowing a bitter pill without understanding its essence.” Qiu Wuji sneered, “Understand the sword before you can control it. That’s what you wrote, my dear Creator God.”

“Can I go out and strangle that annoying idiot in front of the computer?”

“Feel free, I did say ‘go show it somewhere else’… and you’re quite obedient.”

Chu Ge: “…”

Qiu Wuji’s tone turned chilly, “So, have you felt the dissatisfaction of being constrained by the laws of the universe? The desire to break free?”

“Not yet, these laws of the universe seem pretty reasonable. The Heavenly Dao must be very intelligent and handsome, right?”

Qiu Wuji couldn’t be bothered to respond, and continued walking up the peak.

The daytime snow had stopped. Standing at the summit, looking out into the distance, the world was vast and boundless, a scene of its own beauty.

“To become familiar with this world is much simpler for you than it was for me to become familiar with the real world. After all, you wrote it, and many elements are based on real history and other works. You have a good understanding of it,” Qiu Wuji gazed at the distant white snow, her voice soft. “Wanting to familiarize you with this world, like you did for me with the real world, may just be my stubborn boredom.”

“It won’t be.” Chu Ge stood side by side with her. “You don’t know how it feels for me… seeing the supporting characters like Xuan Ji and Wang Ming come to life before me, thinking about the lives they’re each portraying, it’s an indescribable feeling.”

“I can understand, but it’s difficult to truly empathize with.” Qiu Wuji smiled gently. “This is your unique cultivation path. Perhaps not long from now, it won’t be me teaching you, but how I should cooperate with you.”

“Hmm, why make such a clear distinction?”

“It’s not really about that, it’s just… it’s just a bit of sentiment.”

“You, sometimes you’re just a bit strange, like a melancholic literature lover.” Chu Ge chuckled. “That trait is quite good, haha.”

Qiu Wuji gave him a glare without good humor. She felt like she couldn’t even assert herself here; she was so frustrated! This had nothing to do with being melancholic!

“At least for now, you still have to teach me ten sets of sword techniques.” Chu Ge held his sword sheath and performed a martial salute. “Please, Master, bestow your teachings!”

Qiu Wuji raised her delicate wrist, and suddenly, the snow on the ground began to move. Dots of starlight gathered in her palm, forming an ice-cold longsword.

The longsword slanted, pointing towards Chu Ge’s chest.

“Cang Song Welcomes Guests.”

Despite having just broken through someone else’s move like dealing with a child, Chu Ge realized that he couldn’t evade this strike at all.

His divine sense couldn’t decipher the movement of Qiu Wuji’s wrist, unable to predict the next possible change and landing point. He could only rely on instinct to dodge.

But it seemed like this instinct was already anticipated by Qiu Wuji. Just as his step shifted, the snow sword was already at his throat.

Chu Ge’s face turned red. “Isn’t this the ‘Cang Song Welcomes Guests’?”

“This is ‘Cang Song Welcomes Guests’ followed by ‘Crossing the Qin Mountains with Clouds.’ Speaking of this sword technique, Creator God made a mistake when he wrote it. There’s no Qin Mountains in this world. Someone mentioned it in a previous chapter, and though it was well-intentioned, it was still deleted…”

Chu Ge: “…”

In the style of Xianxia novels, there’s a lot of unsaid bitterness that can’t be expressed easily.

“I used these two moves to tell you that your basic sword technique is far from being as proficient as you imagine. Let’s not think about the ten sets of sword techniques for now…” Qiu Wuji sheathed her sword and stood upright, giving a faint smile. “Bullying an outer sect disciple isn’t a skill. Truly grasping the essence of the sword is what my Creator God should pursue.”

Chu Ge glanced at her and suddenly said, “Hey, the attitude you’re teaching me with now, it’s quite different from when you taught me the ‘Golden Bell Shield’ at home. It felt like you wanted to beat me up more back then…”

Qiu Wuji’s gaze shifted away, and she cleared her throat before saying, “The body and fist techniques techniques aren’t my favorites… And to be frank, that world had remarkable superpowers and advanced weaponry. The level of martial arts there was hardly impressive, making it difficult for me to take it seriously… Swordsmanship is different, it’s the fundamental technique of my true self, so my attitude is different…”

Chu Ge sighed and rubbed his forehead.

After saying so much, she’s still just emphasizing that teaching here is serious, while the other side is mostly playful. Why not just be honest and say you want to beat me up…

Qiu Wuji’s expression seemed a bit uneasy. She scolded, “What’s that expression on your face? The body and fist techniques encompass the same style from all over the world. Once you master the swordsmanship, your fist technique will also advance, it’s not a separate thing!”

“Yes, yes…”

“Is this how you speak to your master?” Qiu Wuji casually drew a small circle on a nearby pine tree and coldly snorted, “For today’s lesson, pierce this circle a thousand times with your sword, experience what it truly means to wield a sword!”

After saying that, she swished her sleeve and entered the house, while simultaneously sending a voice transmission to a place behind the mountain, “Xuan Ji, come and supervise him. You’re not allowed to talk to him!”

Chu Ge was dumbfounded. “Hey, seriously, is that necessary? She’s just a minor character, why add that last part?”

“Bang!” The door closed, and Qiu Wuji didn’t bother answering such questions.

Inside the house, watching Chu Ge helplessly practicing sword thrusts outside, Qiu Wuji rubbed her chin and suddenly thought… he’s only going to be here for two or three days this time. Now that he’s obediently listening and following instructions, who knows what he’ll get up to when he returns home…

When he comes back, I wonder how he’ll be able to bully my alternate self…

But I really just wanted to teach you swordsmanship properly…