"What Do You Do When the Female Lead Runs Out of the Book?"!
Over on his side, Chu Ge had spent two days straight catching up on his drafts and gotten his update rhythm back—and now he'd started thinking about Qiu Wuji again.
One day apart felt like three Qiuqius.
Unfortunately, neither of those catch-up days had put him into that overlooking state. Never mind seeing Qiuqiu—he couldn't even see Cloud Edge Mountain.
Was it because these two days of plot had been about other people? Probably not much of a factor—he'd written Chu Tiange's scenes before and still seen him talking with people.
It really was Duan Yu's Six Meridians Divine Sword: sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't. The more he wanted to see Qiuqiu, the less he could.
He tried drinking the spirit tea and kept the newly acquired clam pearl on him, cultivating while he wrote. He could feel the cultivation helping—the internal injury slowly mending, the writing flowing along—but the Qiuqiu he wanted to see stayed out of sight.
So annoying.
Chu Ge uploaded the day's last chapter, let out a breath, and stood up to stretch.