Chapter 210: Three Toasts To The Creator God

The soul fragment clung to Chu Ge’s arm, tilting her small head in a gesture of protest. “Mean lady!”

The true body’s expression turned frosty. “Love-struck brain, embarrassing this seat!”

Chu Ge: “…”

It’s like primary school composition, with a little angel and a little devil in the mind exchanging insults, and it’s being manifested here, right?

The true body seemed to find self-criticism embarrassing as well, reaching out and grabbing. “Still clinging to a man! Come here, you!”

The soul fragment melted back into the body without any resistance.

In reality, she felt embarrassed herself for clinging to his arm as soon as she returned, and she didn’t want to let go either. What could she do? She had to let the “mean lady” handle it and complete the act.

Qiqiu’s life isn’t easy!

Chu Ge stood there with his hands in his pockets, understanding Qiu Wuji’s inner conflict. Yet, he found it quite magical… Why does it feel a bit like role-playing…

Qiu Wuji glanced at him sideways. “What’s the matter? Uncomfortable not having anything to hold onto?”

Chu Ge cleared his throat. You wanted to act this out; sooner or later, you’ll yourself be in my arms. Since it’s all you, what’s the difference for me? If you want to play around, I’ll play along…

He didn’t say it out loud, but he said honestly, “It’s only been a few days, and my spiritual cultivation hasn’t undergone any substantial changes. Last time, I stayed for only an hour. I’m not sure how to extend the duration this time.”

“I’ve already figured it out for you,” Qiu Wuji handed over a pill. “This is the Soul-Stabilizing Pill. I tested it, and it should allow you to stay a couple of days longer…”

Look, you obviously want me to be here with you, so why bother to scold yourself…

Chu Ge took the pill and did feel that his spiritual state became more solid. He no longer had the feeling of being on the verge of returning at any moment.

He let out a sigh and smiled. “So what do we do now?”

“I said to start observing from the tiniest plant and tree,” Qiu Wuji gently brushed her sleeve, put away the painting on the table, and set out a pot of wine. “In the midst of the first snow on this mountain, care for a drink?”

Chu Ge found it quite intriguing. The feeling of small snowflakes in the mountains and a little drink in the pavilion…

Qiu Wuji unleashed the ancient flavor she had gradually lost in the modern world without any hesitation, yet it blended harmoniously.

He really admired her ability to multitask her divine consciousness, a level of skill that would have driven him crazy if he had to do it… multitasking would cause his brain to crash.

Chu Ge walked into the pavilion and sat down opposite, just about to speak when Qiu Wuji sighed. “Stand up for a moment.”

Chu Ge: “?”

“Lift the hem of your clothes first. Sitting down directly like that, won’t it be uncomfortable pressing against the hem?”

“… So ancient attire is inconvenient.”

“This is the practice attire for our disciples, not a scholar’s robe. It’s not that troublesome,” Qiu Wuji scolded, narrowing her eyes. “Don’t you have long clothes in the modern era? Why pretend here!”

Chu Ge scratched his head. Although there were long clothes, it still felt different… Speaking of which, was he adapting to ancient life as well?

It’s quite amusing.

Chu Ge didn’t argue with Qiu Wuji about which was more convenient. He lifted the hem of his clothes, leaned over, and peered at the wine.

This was immortal wine…

His current body was a transformation; could he still drink alcohol? Taking pills just now was possible because those pills were for the soul, but what about alcohol?

“This is also a soul nurturing wine.” As if knowing what he was thinking, Qiu Wuji poured the wine with delicate movements and spoke leisurely, “Actually, I feel you should be able to consume solid substances too. If you can materialize my body, you should be able to materialize your own. You might as well give it a try.”

Chu Ge said, “It seems like it’s not possible. There seems to be a difference between materializing fantasies and transforming yourself.”

“You can do it for others, can’t you do it for yourself?”

“If I can, that would be incredible. Even if I can do it for others, it’s not for everyone, just for you…”

“Perhaps… too bad, though. You can’t enjoy the good things here.”

“Hehe, wait until my true self comes in to eat.”

“I’ll wait for you.” Qiu Wuji put down the wine jug and raised her cup in a respectful gesture. “A toast to Creator God who created this world, from this world arose Qiu Wuji.”

Chu Ge tilted his head and glanced at her, clinked his cup against hers, and drank it all in one go.

As the immortal wine entered his throat, it directly dispersed throughout his soul body. Threads of soul force permeated and nourished his soul sea, and his divine sense visibly grew stronger.

Qiu Wuji asked with some anticipation, “How does it feel?”

Chu Ge said, “I just feel like I’m cheating.”

Qiu Wuji chuckled and blinked. “You have a female protagonist cooperating with you. Otherwise, how could you cheat so well? Creator God had targeted methods to chase after girls before, didn’t he?”

Chu Ge laughed, “Did I successfully chase after this girl?”

“No!” Qiu Wuji frowned, her face stern. “You’ve only managed to chase after a stupid clone.”

Chu Ge didn’t argue with her, he looked at the wine jug eagerly, wanting more.

“Drinking our Jade Snow Nectar for the first time can indeed have a miraculous effect. It loses value if you drink too much.” Qiu Wuji refilled their cups and said lightly, “Have you considered patching things up a bit, cheating a little more?”

Chu Ge pondered for a moment, then shook his head, “It would disrupt the balance and lead to others leveling up chaotically… We still have other high-quality resources, why pursue this?”

“You’re really wealthy and powerful.”

“It’s Sect Master Qiu who’s wealthy and powerful.”

“Is that so?”

Chu Ge blinked. Living off someone else is quite satisfying.

As if knowing what he was thinking, Qiu Wuji tilted her head slightly and snorted, “Forget it, this world belongs to the Creator God after all. This Seat is just one of his underlings.”

Thinking of living off someone else? Dream on. How about I live off you instead?

Chu Ge was prompted by her words to recall the true minion, Little Flame. It seemed like he could get it to fetch some good things…

Qiu Wuji set down the wine jug again and raised her cup once more. “A second toast to the path in the Creator God’s heart, guiding characters from the realm of books to seek the truth in both worlds.”

Chu Ge tilted his head again and clinked his cup against hers. “Have they found it?”

“No, but someday they will.” Qiu Wuji drank it all in one go. “I’m the one drinking in the pavilion, learning to draw comics and drive is also me. At least, the thoughts of this moment and the actions of that time, none were written by Creator God.”

“I haven’t written your scenes for a long time. Hey, you know, is it more fun to see them calling you ‘Qiuqiu’ when you have scenes, or is it better to be carefree when you don’t?”

Qiu Wuji tilted her head and thought for a moment. “Doing what I want to do and still seeing them call out ‘Qiuqiuss’ is the most fun.”

Chu Ge chuckled softly. “Your current Weibo is pretty much like that.”

“True, but it’s not enough yet.” Qiu Wuji continued to pour the wine.

The snow gradually grew heavier, flake by flake, drifting around the pavilion.

The beautiful maiden Sect Leader donned colorful attire, a jade hairpin slanted, smiling gracefully, her fair hand warming the wine.

The intoxicating wine infused their souls, a redness spread across their cheeks, and in the vast expanse of snow, a light plum blossom bloomed.

Amber-colored liquid poured from the jug’s mouth, filling the cup with a tinkling sound, wafting a fragrant and overflowing aroma.

Before the wine could intoxicate, they were already intoxicated by each other’s presence.

This was a sight that could never be seen in the modern city, no matter how good the camera, capturing an indescribable sentiment.

Qiu Wuji raised her cup for the third time. “A third toast to Creator God descending to the mortal realm, from now on Qiu Wuji has a little disciple.”

Chu Ge raised his cup, returning the gesture for the first time. “This should be a toast to the celestial maiden descending to the mortal realm. From now on, beside Chu Ge, there’s the most beautiful scenery.”

Be it the modern charm or the ancient elegance of the immortal realm. Regardless of how time and space intertwine, no matter how scenes change, as long as she’s present, it’s the most beautiful view.

Qiu Wuji gazed at him with her beautiful eyes for a while, then suddenly smiled. “You can’t just casually flirt with me here. I won’t be as accommodating as that girl with lovesick thoughts.”

Chu Ge smiled faintly. “That doesn’t matter… As long as you’re by my side, that’s enough.”