What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book

Chapter 248: Creator God Leaves The Sect

In the real world, Qiu Wuji was hiding in her room, painting, feeling vexed in her heart.

She also realized that she had opened Pandora’s Box. If Chu Ge thought this was her intention and started writing short stories like this to seduce the Sect Master through such means, what would she do?

Qiu Wuji didn’t want to be ensnared in this way at all.

It was all because she was moved for a moment earlier, thinking that he was so good, wanting her true self to be better to him but unable to face him, and that’s how she came up with this terrible idea. Now, what could she do? If he continues writing, even her true self might end up in bed with him, completely unable to resist the Heavenly Dao’s plot!

Qiu Wuji carefully opened the door, peeked into Chu Ge’s room, but found that he had closed the extra story document and was now working on the main story.

Qiu Wuji was briefly stunned, seeming to know what he was thinking. The worried and vexed expression disappeared, and she leaned against the door, watching his back as he diligently typed. Her eyes glistened with a soft light.

This body of his was just a fragment of spiritual energy used for typing, with the rest being basic instincts. In other words, even his instincts didn’t want to obtain her through such means; simply terminated it.

He was really good.

In the world of the book, Chu Ge’s so-called “facing the wall” was in a secret room where Qiu Wuji practiced her swordsmanship, looking at the inscriptions of her sword techniques.

Before they got to know each other, Qiu Wuji had no intention of taking on disciples. All her legacies, one could say, were in this secret room. In a certain sense, this secret room was also her mausoleum prepared for herself. The outer layers were filled with layers of intricate formations, and while there weren’t many treasures, they were all top-quality. It could be considered the ultimate boss-level maze in this world.

The inscriptions on the core wall of the secret room were what she left for those destined to inherit her legacy, countless millennia later.

Now, they had all been passed on to the disobedient Chu Ge.

Previously, Chu Ge’s cultivation was insufficient, so entering the room was of no use to him. But after experiencing various trials related to sword intent, he now had some understanding, and he was deeply immersed in studying the inscriptions.

Qiu Wuji sat cross-legged in the center, watching Chu Ge’s focused examination of the inscriptions, her eyes filled with a soft light.

In the book and in reality, different scenes but the same thoughts.

“Sigh… these inscriptions, from shallow to deep, they explain the intricacies of swordsmanship in this world. With my current level of cultivation and understanding of the sword, I can only grasp the surface,” Chu Ge turned around and sincerely said, “You’re truly amazing, Qiu… uh, Master.”

“It’s you who wrote them,” Qiu Wuji replied lazily, completely ignoring his slip of tongue.

Chu Ge: “Huh? I didn’t write this.”

Qiu Wuji snapped back to reality, realizing that he indeed didn’t write this. She had done this “outside of the plot” and it was after cutting off ties with Chu Tiange. At that time, she felt the need to leave a legacy for future generations, which is why she started carving it.

In fact, the process of carving this set of techniques was also a way for the clone to gradually become familiar with Chu Ge in the real world. During that time, her true self was in seclusion most of the time, and the main task was this.

“Ahem,” Qiu Wuji cleared her throat to disguise her distraction and guilt, putting on a stern face. “You can only grasp the surface. Do you realize how shallow your foundation is?”

“It’s already quite good… If we don’t count the time I played around with the Golden Bell and Plum Blossom techniques, I’ve only officially practiced swordsmanship for a short time, just a few days combined.”

Qiu Wuji said in a calm tone, “For others, that’s considered genius-level progress. But you’re different… Creator God.”

“Emmmm…”

“In this world, everything comes from your hands. You can consider it as originally yours. Now, you’re just reclaiming it. If you feel satisfied with this speed, it would be a disgrace.” Qiu Wuji sighed, “I know I pushed you hard earlier, but… I believe you can do it.”

“Alright,” Chu Ge replied somewhat helplessly. “What do you want me to do now? Just say it.”

“Nothing,” Qiu Wuji said, “I understand the principle of ‘haste makes waste.’ You have two choices now. Choose one for yourself.”

“What are the two choices?”

“One is to enter the Scrolls Tower and systematically study layer by layer. The other is to go to the inner sect sparring grounds and challenge opponents one by one. The former accumulates theoretical knowledge, while the latter builds practical combat skills.”

“Why can’t I spar during the day and study at night?”

“…You just complained that I pushed you too hard.”

Chu Ge suddenly chuckled. “By the way… why are you so anxious? What’s it for?”

Qiu Wuji subconsciously said, “To prepare you for traveling the martial world.”

“But with my current level, it seems like I’m already much higher than the standard for most disciples when they leave the sect. I’m basically ready to go out and travel the world.”

Qiu Wuji was puzzled for a moment before realizing; … It’s because her standards are too high. The standard for inner sect disciples leaving the sect is just Foundation Building. Outer sect disciples can leave with just some basic cultivation. Chu Ge is already at the late Foundation Establishment stage, and it’s not just pure cultivation, he has accumulated a considerable amount in his swordsmanship as well. Most inner sect disciples wouldn’t be his match now.

Did she expect him to reach the Golden Core stage before leaving? In most sects, Golden Core was already considered an elder.

Chu Ge continued, “Actually, theoretically, even if I were an ordinary person, I could leave the sect with you. With an invincible master like you, what could possibly go wrong? But I know you want me to fight and experience everything in this world on my own, instead of eating soft rice…” ((TL: eating soft rice; relying on your spouse ))

Qiu Wuji maintained a stern expression, her face as cold as frost. “Choose different words.”

“Uh… I mean, that’s the general idea. Anyway, I can already leave the sect now, right, master? If we’re talking about practical combat experience, let the martial world of this realm sharpen me. What’s the point of sparring with fellow disciples?”

Qiu Wuji stared blankly for a while, feeling that her dream had suddenly come true. It turned out that Chu Ge had been capable of joining her in traveling the world with their swords for a long time.

What had she been pushing him for these past few days? She had made herself conflicted and even caused her alter ego to betray her…

She felt a bit of anticipation but cautiously asked, “Have you… decided where you want to go, or are you just planning to wander aimlessly?”

“I’ve thought about it,” Chu Ge replied. “In theory, I’m not suited to appear at the center of the plot in places like the conflict between good and evil. I shouldn’t meddle unnecessarily; it’s too easy to disrupt the plot, and that would be asking for trouble.”

“So?”

“The world is vast, and everywhere I haven’t visited yet is filled with strange and fascinating stories. There are people not mentioned in the books, and treasures not described. We can have the sect collect information and see where there are interesting places not mentioned in the books, and we can go explore those.”

Qiu Wuji became intrigued and transmitted an order to the intelligence department: “Send a report on recent interesting events from various regions to me.”

Chu Ge added, “If there really isn’t anywhere interesting to go, I also have a destination in mind.”

“Where?”

“We can go find the Little Flame to play… His place should also be somewhere not covered by the plot for the time being. Plus, it’s a demonic realm, with all sorts of strange beings around. Isn’t that enough for me to gain experience?”

Qiu Wuji’ expression became quite strange.

Once, her greatest enemy, the peerless demon lord Yan Qianli, was someone with whom she engaged in an intellectual battle for many years. How had he ended up with this kind of role?

“Feels like…” She hesitated for a moment and then asked, “Do you actually like him?”

Chu Ge replied, “Originally, I set him up as a charismatic anti-hero, not just a stepping stone like the Poison Hand Devil Lord. So, of course, I have good feelings for him. Besides…”

He paused and whispered, “If you reflect my inner beauty and goodness, then he reflects my inner cruelty and ruthlessness, doesn’t he? When I think about killing someone, my first instinct is to find him… Maybe I need a person like him, not to learn bad things from him but because I require someone like him.”

Qiu Wuji thought for a moment and smiled faintly. “Then we don’t need to look for anywhere else to play. The Flameheart Palace, where Yan Qianli hides, is tens of thousands of miles away from here. You probably won’t even get halfway there in the next few days. They say traveling ten thousand miles is better than reading ten thousand books. I hope that on the journey to find the Little Flame, the world in Creator God’s heart will become clearer, bit by bit, like another real world.”

Chu Ge took a deep breath. “Then… let’s leave the sect!”