What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book

“Ah-oo~”

“Ah…”

“Sss…holy crap…”

“Thud!”

Downstairs, an old man was watching TV, occasionally looking up at the ceiling and making incomprehensible sounds.

“That young couple upstairs, they sure know how to have fun…it’s a shame they won’t be able to do it when they get old. Speaking of which, that girl is so pretty, like a fairy.”

In the living room, Chu Ge was emitting a faint golden light all over his body, lying on the ground with his head spinning.

Qiu Wuji went back to her room, took out her phone, and played a sound effect of someone being dizzy in an animation. She seemed very amused by it.

Chu Ge came to his senses, feeling both painful and funny: “Is this how you practice your Golden Bell Shield? Why didn’t I know that’s how it’s done?”

“Yes, it’s the simplified version of the method I analyzed for you. Look, you’ve already mastered it, so fast.”

Chu Ge: “You didn’t do anything. You just taught me the method and then beat me up. How does that make me an expert?”

“Don’t talk nonsense, why would I beat you up?”

“Oh, I get it! This was just to help me strengthen my shield and build my defense, right?”

“No, I just wanted to beat you up…”

Chu Ge gritted his teeth: “Qiu! Wuji! You’re dead!”

“Alright, alright, I did help you practice your shield.” Qiu Wuji crossed her arms and said casually, “To be precise, you’ve only just gotten started. Your skin is emitting a faint golden light, which makes you slightly more resistant to blows than others. In fact, the Steelweave Defense technique is more similar to Golden Bell Shield than you think. You still have a long way to go before you can truly master it.”

She sighed and looked at Chu Ge with pity, “But some fools set up their own fundamental method, claiming it to be the authentic and traditional way of Buddhism, enduring and unbreakable, requiring long-term practice to master.”

Chu Ge asked, “Who’s the idiot who wrote this?”

“I don’t know who that fool is,” Qiu Wuji smiled, “But I’m grateful that he didn’t make me learn this useless technique… I only know a little about it, and I’ve never practiced it myself. I might have to study it further before teaching you the more advanced techniques. For now, let’s leave it at that.”

Chu Ge grunted as he got up. The practice had hurt quite a bit, but he seemed to have recovered quickly and no longer felt much pain. He could feel that his skin had become tougher and more resistant to attacks, but he wasn’t sure how effective it would be against different types of weapons or attacks. He poked and prodded his body, hesitantly asking, “If I remember correctly, although the Golden Bell Shield is based on the use of spiritual energy, it’s actually a type of physical cultivation, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it’s based on physical cultivation, with spiritual energy as a supplement. That’s why I’m not interested in learning it,” Qiu Wuji said. She had various techniques to protect herself, and her style was all about lightness and grace, seeking a sense of floating and elegant movement. She didn’t want to turn herself into a sandbag. Chu Ge, on the other hand, was perfect for this kind of technique.

Chu Ge hesitated and asked, “Physical cultivation is fine, but what about…down there? Is that part protected too?”

Qiu Wuji was stunned.

“You’re asking about that?” This was what he was concerned about?

Our Creator God is like this, our world is doomed…

“Don’t make that expression,” Chu Ge said seriously, “This is a genuine question about cultivation. Be serious.”

“Didn’t you write it yourself?” Qiu Wuji asked playfully.

“How could I write about this typical supporting character technique in detail? Have you ever seen any main character practice this technique? Being cool is a lifetime thing. People like Lei Dao Kuang Seng and Mang Jingang want to get rid of these nicknames their entire lives…”

“… Who’s that?”

“No one,” Chu Ge said, “I just made a twelve-layer setting, claiming it to be the supreme defense technique of the Buddhist sect. Who knows how your world interprets it?”

“So I have to go back and study it in more detail. I’ve never practiced it, just read about it.”

“Does the Scrolls Tower have it? If not, I can include it. You once killed a traitor of the Buddhist sect and obtained a copy from him. That should work.”

“… The Scrolls Tower already has it. It’s the origin of this technique. I killed him myself and originally gave it to the Buddhist sect as a face-saving measure. The monk personally approved me to keep a copy for reference. Even if he doesn’t approve, it doesn’t matter. I’ve already seen it. Are we going to fight over this?” Qi Wuji repeated, “I killed him myself, not something you wrote!”

Chu Ge rubbed his chin.

This plot had really never been written before. It seemed that the world was very rich in self-supplementation outside of the ‘established plot.’ For example, he wrote that the Scrolls Tower had collected many high-end techniques over the generations, and there were many stories about this that could not be written.

Since that was the case, the change could still be made.

Chu Ge quickly entered his room, opened the world building details page, and added a sentence in the “Technique Details” column for the “Golden Bell Shield”: “With only a little proficiency, it can protect a man’s lower part… causing the golden spear to be unbreakable, like a diamond.”

He saved it.

In the world of the book, many monks found that they had become a little bit different.

Tears streamed down their faces. What use was it for us monks?

Chu Ge also had tears in his eyes. Logical thinking prevailed, and he still had to write that “little proficiency” was required. He had just started learning it and didn’t need it yet… oh right, even if he needed it, there was nowhere to use it… so forget it, he would just focus on learning what he could for now.

Chu Ge sneakily looked around him. Qi Wuji was standing there with her arms crossed, watching him modify the settings. Her expression was one of confusion and disdain, but it was really cute.

He didn’t know if she regretted choosing this teaching to him. A perfectly good Buddhist technique, and it had turned into this…

“I’ll go back first.” Qiu Wuji had finished her work here and said, “Your situation is special. I also want to go back and look at the scriptures to see how to teach you more appropriately. Besides, I don’t need to stay here all the time since there’s nothing urgent to attend to.”

Chu Ge was still reluctant, “How can there be nothing urgent? You’ve just learned how to use the computer, and there are so many things to explore…”

Qiu Wuji smiled and tapped her forehead, “I have imprinted several books in my mind, which I haven’t digested yet. I can take my time to read them when I go back. This saves time – everyone has a different reading speed.”

Chu Ge was stunned. This was also a very cheating thing.

He didn’t say much and bid farewell. She could return at any time. He didn’t feel as uncomfortable as the previous abrupt disappearances. It was no different from going to work or on a business trip. Now, he was calm: “It’s okay. Don’t always focus on these things. Keep up with your own practice. Yan Qianli is not easy to deal with. I have set a strong setting for him to show off.”

“Understood.” Qiu Wuji suddenly went to her room and returned with a pair of stockings, handing it to him, “Take these.”

Chu Ge asked, “What is this for?”

Qiu Wuji said with a serious face, “When I disappear, the scattered items will be safer if you keep them in these stockings.”

Chu Ge became annoyed and said, “Don’t worry, go ahead.”

Qiu Wuji quickly returned to the room, jumped into bed, wrapped herself in the blanket to sure that the items were scattered inside, and then returned safely.

On the other side, Chu Ge expressionlessly opened the main document and began typing: “Qiu Wuji’s soul returned from its journey, lost in thought about the ways of the heavens, forgetting that the formation she had arranged for her seclusion was not meant for casual travel. With a loud ‘bang,’ her soul crashed into the stone door, and her entire soul slowly slid down in the shape of the character ‘大’ on the door…”

In the book’s world, Qiu Wuji felt that her personal belongings were much safer this time and happily returned to her body. With a “bang,” her split soul hit the stone door and slowly slid down forming the shape of ‘大’.

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