CH 22

Qiu Wuji now felt more familiar with Chu Ge, also because she could feel his goodwill and effort. 

No one would roll their eyes or play around with strangers. Now, she felt like she was with a friend, someone who was a bit greedy for her, but this kind of greed was completely understandable, and it was a far cry from the guarded mistrust she had when she first arrived.

This includes the kind of confusion toward the unknown she had in the past, which has now been eliminated to a great extent.

But that’s all there is to it.

Qiu Wuji took in the laundry on the balcony and changed in the room before coming out as a classy OL lady. Facing Chu Ge’s shining eyes, she pursed her lips and said, “A person like you would be a villain in my world.”

“Or the protagonist.” Chu Ge said seriously, “Any man who isn’t the protagonist is a villain.”

Qiu Wuji chuckled, “It seems like your Chu Tiange is still hiding something from me. He’s a better actor than you?”

“That’s not it. Chu Tiange really doesn’t have any thoughts about you right now. But don’t go back and beat him up, okay?”

So, you admit that you have thoughts about me, and if I beat him up, it’s pointless, right? Qiu Wuji was both angry and amused, and helplessly said, “I want to buy new socks. The ones I had before can’t be worn anymore.”

Chu Ge looked at her legs, which she had specially transformed into a pair wrapped in stockings, and inexplicably felt a sense of cuteness. She still didn’t know that many people were actually looking at the stockings on her legs rather than her legs themselves. If she knew, would she think that this world was full of perverted villains?

“Okay, sit cross-legged over there, and I’ll guide you through your meridians… Make the ‘Five Hearts Up’ pose, and if you don’t listen, I’ll beat you up.” (TL: The “Five Hearts Up” position refers to a specific yoga position or posture, also known as “Urdhva Dhanurasana”)

Chu Ge reluctantly made the ‘Five Hearts Up’ pose. Qiu Wuji walked around him and inspected it for a while, then reached out and adjusted his posture and limbs.

As they were in close contact, a refreshing fragrance filled the air. Chu Ge’s mind began to wander, and he received a violent blow to the head, causing him to break out in a cold sweat. Qiu Wuji was laughing coldly, “What are you thinking about?”

Chu Ge said bitterly, “Now it’s your turn to get back at me, is that it?”

Qiu Wuji sneered, “Who can’t see through your thoughts?”

“Hmm… Let’s take turns… Ow, damn it…” Suddenly, Chu Ge felt a piercing pain at his shoulder point, he felt as if one of his meridians was being pulled and strained, causing him to break out in a cold sweat. 

Qiu Wuji pointed at his shoulder and looked serious, “Your bones are tough on the outside but weak on the inside, and you’re very deficient. Your meridians are blocked and obstructed all over your body, and that’s not all; you look tall and strong, but your muscles are relaxed, and your internal organs are restless.”

Chu Ge was a little embarrassed.

He also knew that his body was in a sub-healthy state, and despite not being sick, his body was full of problems. His shoulder, cervical vertebrae, and other areas were really in pain. If he went out for a massage, he would be in agony and the masseur would tell him what was wrong with his body. However, for a healthy person, the message would be comfortable.

Qiu Wuji’s method of unblocking the meridians was similar, but more profound and painful.

Qiu Wuji withdrew her hand, shook her head, and said, “Your physique cannot cultivate for the time being. You need to nourish your body first… too weak…”

“Could you not emphasize the word ‘weak’ so much? It makes me feel like it’s a different problem…”

“You think that’s not a problem?” Qiu Wuji sneered, “Your internal organs are unhealthy, including your kidney.”

After all, she was an experienced practitioner who had been cultivating for thousands of years, not a pure and innocent girl. Qiu Wuji knew exactly what Chu Ge was thinking.

Chu Ge blushed to the base of his neck and protested loudly, “Who said that? I can definitely last for half an hour!”

For men, there are places where they cannot be inferior, especially in front of beautiful women!

He spoke recklessly, “Do you want to try it?”

Thinking that he would be beaten up, he was surprised when Qiu Wuji just looked at him up and down with disdain and said nothing. That expression… Chu Ge wanted nothing more than to tear a hole in the floor and crawl into it.

This is intolerable!

I can really last for half an hour, please believe me! My hands usually get sore!

“I…I will start exercising from today” Chu Ge buried his head in the sofa, leaving behind the most serious oath of his life.

……

“Not only exercise, but also pay attention to your diet and rest.” Qiu Wuji said leisurely while eating braised chicken outside the community, “You eat irregularly, and you had dinner at midnight the other day. Not eating anything during the day will hurt your stomach. And you stay up late all the time, which will hurt your liver.”

Chu Ge mumbled, “You cultivators can go without eating or sleeping.”

Qiu Wuji said, “Isn’t cultivation about being able to do what ordinary people can’t do?”

“Damn, that makes sense,” Chu Ge tentatively said, “Should I call you Master now?”

Qiu Wuji looked at him with a smile, holding back the urge to slap his face with the braised chicken, and said calmly, “Then should I call you ‘Creator God’?”

Chu Ge was overjoyed, “That’s great, we’ll just call each other that like that… Ouch…”

Qiu Wuji retrieved her high heels from under the table, lowered her head and ate, “According to my knowledge of life, it’s obviously more cost-effective and clean to cook at home than to eat out. And since you’re not wealthy, why do you eat out every day? Is this also one of the differences in this world?”

“The difference is not in that, but in the fact that there are many lazy people in this world, such as myself.”

“…”

Suddenly, Chu Ge became interested, “Um, do you know how to cook? I didn’t write about your journey before you became a cultivator….”

Qiu Wuji remained expressionless, “You didn’t write, but you should have imagined or conceptualized it?”

“Mmm, being able to handle oneself in the kitchen is a must.” Chu Ge was greatly relieved, this all fits the setting perfectly. “So you can cook.”

No wonder I inexplicably knew those mundane skills, Qiu Wuji sneered, “So what if I can cook, why should I cook for you?”

Chu Ge put his foot down, “For the rent.”

“Fine.” Qiu Wuji gnashed her teeth while biting the chicken, grinding it into pieces, as if she was not biting food but Chu Ge.

“Go buy firewood, rice, oil, and salt!”

“No need for firewood. The rental has a liquefied gas stove. We can go to the supermarket later to buy rice and seasoning.”

“I want to buy socks!”

“Buy! Buy a bundle!” Chu Ge, who had received his payment, waved his hand generously “By the way, let’s pick some pajamas?”

Standing in front of the sleepwear closet, Qiu Wuji stood with arms crossed, watching Chu Ge talk to the store clerk in a sly manner. Her gaze fell on two sets of identical silk pajamas, one male and one female.

She had no concept of couples’ clothing. Chu Ge had said to her, “Don’t they wear uniform clothing in your sect? It’s only natural for people who live and study together to dress the same!”

The reasoning sounded normal, but no matter how Qiu Wuji thought about it, it felt off.

Are you deceiving a ten-thousand-year-old cultivator? Also, I don’t want this cute big-headed doll pattern. Can I exchange it? I am dignified and imposing, capable of shaking the universe. Am I supposed to wear clothes with children’s patterns?

Unfortunately, her wealthy ‘creator god’ did not give her any room to object, and he happily bought the couple’s pajamas and paid for them before leaving.

Qiu Wuji also made a vow in her heart: I must start making money!