Chapter 323: The Future Qiu Wuji

Chapter 323: The Future Qiu Wuji

Qiu Wuji’s autobiography was only about 100,000 words in total, with very concentrated content. It was written in the first person and didn’t involve the actions of others outside of her perspective. Therefore, the scenes primarily focused on Qiu Wuji herself, making it relatively easier to revise.

However, even with these advantages, it would still take some time to make the changes. Chu Ge planned to split it into two or three dozen chapters and work on it gradually, aiming to release the first chapter within two days.

Working late into the evening, they managed to create the first chapter’s rough sketches. As usual, Chu Ge treated everyone to a nice meal, and the couple held hands as they returned home to rest.

Qiu Wuji sighed, “Why does it feel like we have more and more things to do?”

Back at home, she kicked off her shoes and plopped onto the couch, grumbling, “In the past, I only had to cook some meals, read book reviews, and the rest of my time was spent watching other people’s videos and reading novels. Now I actually have to worry about the company and updates every week. The carefree days are long gone.”

Chu Ge, who also felt somewhat tired, sat down on the side. This exhaustion was not physical but mental. He indeed felt that the list of things on his mind was growing as of late, and the feeling of relaxation and leisure had decreased.

In reality, the increase in tasks wasn’t significant. For two people who were cultivating immortality, a few more tasks weren’t a big deal. It was just a mental strain.

Seeing Qiu Wuji in her current dispirited state, Chu Ge found it rather amusing. “Hey, didn’t you used to say that you didn’t want to be a housewife, and you wanted to have a job? Now you’re complaining about too much work?”

“That’s right.” Qiu Wuji shrugged and played it off, “I don’t care; after I finish this comic, you can support me!”

Chu Ge playfully tickled her foot.

Being a high-level cultivator had its advantages; remaining untouched by the mundane. After a whole day of running around outside, her little feet were still as clear and flawless as crystal, without a speck of dirt or discomfort.

“Oh, don’t tickle me; it’s itchy,” Qiu Wuji kicked her legs.

Chu Ge caught her foot and prevented her from moving, saying, “Alright, I won’t tickle you. I’ll just hold it.”

“You’re a pervert.”

Chu Ge smiled and shrugged, “Yes, I am a pervert. If I can’t even touch your feet, then how can I support you?”

“Hmm.” Qiu Wuji didn’t want to argue with him. She lazily turned over and placed her foot on his leg. “Speaking of work, it’s not the other tasks that bother me much. It’s this feeling of having something hanging over my head that I must complete. I would think about it from time to time in the book ‘oh, should I go back to the present world, will the comic be discontinued...’ We don’t get this kind of feeling in our realm. Who came up with the serial release model anyway...”

“Author: To find out what happens next, please tune in next time.”

“...I’m going back to give Old Master Kuzhai a piece of my mind.”

“Don’t vent your anger on him; he didn’t invent it.” Chu Ge chuckled. “Do you understand the hardships of us writers now?”

Qiu Wuji grumbled, “You’re much more comfortable than other writers. Your writing has been on autopilot for a long time, and now you’re getting even lazier; you’re starting to copy the plot.”

“My fatigue is in other aspects. Which author is as miserable as me, having to deal with characters rebelling in their own book.... and not to mention how fatal it can be. I have never been afraid of walking on thin ice!”

Qiu Wuji couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Besides, I’m facing the psychological pressure of worrying about updates every day when I get up,” Chu Ge sighed. “Just like right now, you can already relax, but I still have to write a chapter for tomorrow morning.”

Indeed, with the ability to travel back in time, you could also see the future. This was what time travel truly meant.

Unbelievably, the action of writing the next volume in the book turned out to be precisely what was needed.

With a sense of reverence, Qiu Wuji carefully watched Chu Ge as he picked up a stack of blank paper. The characters written on the paper were small and neat, and it was something she had taught him... His handwriting used to be illegible, like chicken scratches.

However, it seemed that within these characters, there might be a hidden code for glimpsing the future.

Chu Ge sat in his chair, cleared his mind, and began to read the drafts.

The snow-white paper slowly expanded and transformed into thick layers of clouds.

Unlike previous observations where the clouds cleared away to reveal the scene, this time the clouds spread beneath his feet.

In reality, the land below was still there, but the surging spiritual energy gave the illusion of walking on clouds.

Ahead was a brilliant heavenly light, baptizing the mortal realm. Someone floated out from within the radiance, their clothes billowing, ascending to the realm of immortals.

Qiu Wuji ascended to the heavens, marking the beginning of the Heavenly Realm arc.

This was a version of Qiu Wuji that had truly broken through the limits of the mortal realm, directly achieving the peak of a true immortal. Her accumulation of power was already immense.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!” Rays of light shot forth as several true immortals approached from a distance.

“An ascendant?” Someone shouted from afar, “Indeed, as the Heavenly Emperor predicted, an ascendant has appeared on the ancient bridge between Heaven and Earth!”

“Ascendant, come with me to meet the Heavenly Emperor.”

“Ascendant, come with me to meet the Supreme Daoist.”

A group of people started bickering among themselves.

Qiu Wuji smiled faintly, not bothering to pay them any attention. She suddenly looked up towards the sky, silently forming words with her lips, “Are you watching? Chu Ge from mid-December?”

Chu Ge: “...”

Qiu Wuji had something she wanted to say but hesitated to speak. She continued to smile and say, “There are things that haven’t happened yet, and I was originally going to tell you. However, I have a feeling that if you foresee it, it might change. I’ll just tell you one thing: look into the past, the farther, the better. Alright, I know you can’t hold on any longer; your spirit is being overburdened by peering into the future. So, go back and rest.”

Chu Ge: “Damn.”

He really couldn’t handle it anymore. Just hearing this sentence gave him an excruciating headache. His thoughts withdrew from the Heavenly Realm like a receding tide.

Turning his head, he found Qiu Wuji beside him, blinking with anticipation. “How was it? Did you see the future me? Do I look good after ascending?”

Chu Ge’s gaze wandered as he stared at her for a while before he reluctantly gathered his thoughts. He clenched his teeth and said, “The Riddler, get out of Nanjiang City!”