Chapter 167: The True Power Of Heavenly Dao

Chapter 167: The True Power Of Heavenly Dao

The little flame diligently refined three furnaces of pills.

At one point, he even doubted whether the purpose of his running out was solely to refine pills for this couple.

After all, the Cloud Horizon Sect was not known for pill refinement; their specialty was the forging of flying swords. Each sect had its own unique features. In the past, when Qiu Wuji needed medicine to restore her exhausted soul, she had to offer a Dark Water Blue Lotus to exchange it, or rely on Chu Ge’s descent technique to inspire Elder Yang of their sect to refine a new pill...

Anyway, overall, alchemy and pill-making were tasks that Yan Qianli could easily suppress the entire Cloud Horizon Sect with. He had never imagined that his proud skill would now be used as labor...

While he was refining pills, the couple was busy watching others kissing on the strange screen hanging on the wall, each of them enjoying a piece of candy, feeling sweet and happy. This was simply unbearable. He, Yan Qianli, was actually defeated by these two scoundrels.

The heavens are unjust! Oh, he is the heavens.

The little flame was filled with sadness and indignation as he continued to refine pills. Suddenly, Chu Ge, seemingly casual, asked him, “Hey, Qian Qian...”

“Don’t call me Qian Qian!” the little flame replied bitterly.

“Oh, then Yanyan?”

“Even if you’re the heavens, I’ll still curse at you.”

“Alright, Little Flame, why did you appear in the Black Room? Did you sense a concentrated spiritual fluctuation there?”

“Those people? They don’t have any significant spiritual fluctuations,” the little flame said with resentment. “I accidentally saw that Zhong Yi talking to someone sneakily and felt that he had a secret, so I followed him... If only I had known... Forget it.”

“A secret?” Chu Ge turned his head in surprise. “What kind of conversation?”

The little flame recounted in detail the conversation between Zhong Yi and Du Lianfeng, adding his own commentary, “With such bullshit-like spiritual power, is it worth investigating? I think even the Creator God would be better off immersing himself in our world for cultivation. Why are you hanging out with these useless people.”

Chu Ge didn’t dare to tell him the fact that he couldn’t enter at all... Actually, he didn’t have the mind to consider that at the moment. What truly mattered to him was that both Zhong Yi and Du Lianfeng believed that the resurgence of spiritual energy originated from Nanjiang. Or at least, the recent surge in spiritual energy started from Nanjiang.

What happened recently that could be related to spiritual energy? Was it because of Yan Qianli who escaped?

Following this line of thought, what happened the last time when Qiu Wuji felt the spiritual energy becoming dense? She escaped as well!

Chu Ge’s heart stirred, and he turned to look at Qiu Wuji, who was also looking at him. Both of them had a flicker of astonishment in their eyes and a certain degree of doubt. Could it be that the resurgence of spiritual energy was related to the world inside the book? Every time someone came out, it brought about a leakage of spiritual energy, causing the spiritual energy in this world to become denser?

But the manifestation of abilities had been discovered many years ago. Chu Ge hadn’t even started writing books back then!

“Can we focus on something serious?” Qiu Wuji said irritably. “What do you think about Zhong Yi and the others? ”

It’s you who wasn’t thinking about something serious in the first place, randomly bringing up kissing, and now you’re accusing me... Chu Ge felt both exasperated and amused, but he replied, “Well... first of all, I think we should move.”

Qiu Wuji was taken aback. “Move?”

“Well, here we can go to the black room, we can interact with Zhong Yi, there’s nothing wrong with that... But I think it’s better to have a less public residence to avoid trouble. That’s the first point,” Chu Ge held Qiu Wuji’s hand and shook it. “Qiuqiu, you know me, I just want to live a peaceful life with you, without getting involved in too much trouble. The biggest benefit of having this information is that it allows us to avoid and stay away.”

Qiu Wuji pursed her lips. “I think you’re being hypocritical. Many of the troubles are caused by your own active involvement. You can’t sit still, always acting like a monkey.”

Chu Ge awkwardly smiled. “But I still have a mask, don’t I? It’s the Monkey King who can’t sit still, what does it have to do with me, Chu Ge?”

Qiu Wuji: “...”

“Besides, we also need to find ways to understand the truth through indirect means. I think the current approach is just right, not getting too deeply involved but also staying connected,” Chu Ge said.

“You always come up with twisted logic,” Qiu Wuji said irritably. “That’s the first point, what about the second?”

Chu Ge pointed to the alchemy furnace on the ground, which seemed to make the room even more crowded.

He gently embraced Qiu Wuji and said softly, “This room is already too small, it can’t accommodate a litter of piglets.”

Qiu Wuji’s heart skipped a beat, and the thought of retorting was instantly thrown to the back of her mind.

The rain outside was still heavy.

His embrace was still warm.

Indeed, this place was too small, even if she wanted to buy a slightly larger piglet plush toy to hold, there wouldn’t be enough space to put it... What should they do if they really had a litter of piglets in the future?

No, who would want to have piglets with him!

Chu Ge’s murmuring voice reached her ears. “Qiuqiu, the rain has stopped. How about we go look at houses?”

Although Qiu Wuji was internally complaining, she still heard him and instinctively respond, “Okay.”

The voice sounded so gentle that even Qiu Wuji couldn’t believe it was her own voice speaking. She felt a slight blush on her face and tried to regain some dignity. “Even if it’s raining, it doesn’t mean we can’t go out. Do you think you’re as delicate as the little flame? So fragile!”

Chu Ge was amused by her words. “Alright, let’s go now then.”