Chu Ge sat down on the sofa, and Qiu Wuji lazily lay on his lap. The old married couple casually watched TV and chatted idly: "How was the car?"
"Pretty simple. Today the instructor only taught me some of the car's functions, the accelerator and brakes, and the correct way to hold the steering wheel. Then he took me for a short spin. It felt so easy..."
"With the memory, reaction, and subtle control of a celestial being, driving is like child's play for you..."
"Yes, the instructor also told me I was super fast, not at all like someone who's never driven before." Qiu Wuji laughed, "What made me happiest was that I personally experienced a feeling completely different from the familiar world, using machinery and steel to render even the most expensive horses useless. Chu Ge, this world is truly amazing."
Chu Ge lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "I think you're even more amazing."
Qiu Wuji blinked.
"Because Sect Master Qiu, standing at the pinnacle of this world, can truly begin from the very basics, experiencing every detail of another world, like strolling through a sea of flowers, leisurely recording every scene. You once told me this was your cultivation, and I found it hard to relate then. Now, perhaps because I have a certain foundation in my own cultivation, I truly believe it is cultivation. I probably wouldn't have such a mindset." Qiu Wuji smiled slightly.
This isn't cultivation.
You are my cultivation…
Love is my most unique experience in ten thousand years.
She didn't go that far, saying leisurely, "Then, Father God, in the world of the book, please also start by slowly observing every flower and blade of grass."
Qiu Wuji had always looked forward to mentoring a "little disciple" in the world of the book, allowing the two of them to switch "positions," something Chu Ge knew.
He himself was also looking forward to it.
Besides the feeling of "changing positions," Qiu Wuji was right; he did indeed need to understand every blade of grass and tree in that world, which was actually quite important.
What "Heavenly Dao" only relies on its imagination to understand its world, without ever having properly seen it? He didn't even know what the characters he wrote looked like; from that perspective, the control of the Heavenly Dao seemed very superficial.
Now there was an opportunity to make up for this… but unfortunately, his mental fatigue hadn't subsided, and he couldn't enter the realm for the time being.
"Hey, do you have any pills to restore mental fatigue?" Qiu Wuji asked.
Chu Ge shook her head: "I tried, but it's no use. I can't even get the materials for refining them. Because anything involving the soul is too high-grade."
Qiu Wuji stroked her chin, thinking.
Chu Ge looked down at her lying on his lap, stroking her chin, and thought she looked like a cat…
He couldn't help but stroke her chin as well.
Qiu Wuji glared at him angrily: "I'm trying to come up with an idea, stop arguing."
"What idea could there be? Someone as strong as you, once you get tired and go back, even without medication, you'd need several days to recover. Let alone me," Chu Ge laughed. "You're too impatient, Qiu Qiu."
Qiu Wuji's face flushed slightly, and he snorted coldly: "It's that wicked woman who wants to take on a disciple sooner, what does it have to do with me!"
Chu Ge couldn't help but laugh: "Hey, next time I think we can go back together, how about we call it 'husband and wife returning home together'?"
Qiu Wuji's eyes lit up instantly.
Although it had no real meaning, the thought of it made him very happy.
A fantasy drama was playing on TV. The two watched it quietly for a while, then Chu Ge suddenly asked, "Do you think this guy is suitable to play Chu Tiange?"
Qiu Wuji glanced at it and lazily replied, "A bit too fair-skinned, not really suitable."
"This one is relatively less effeminate."
"Why are all male actors like this these days..."
"Ugh... What about the female actors? How about this one playing you?"
"Pah, she's not worthy!"
Chu Ge also thought she wasn't worthy, in fact, no one in the world was.
Damn it, I hadn't thought about this before. Now that it's actually going to be on screen, who's going to play the roles?!
Chu Ge didn't want Qiu Wuji to play the role himself. Even though there wasn't a romantic subplot, Chu Ge wasn't keen on Qiu Wuji "performing." Qiu Wuji himself had long since given up on even live streaming, let alone acting.
So what to do?
Two people with absolutely no say in casting began to worry deeply about the casting process.
"Well, let's take it one step at a time. It's still early, the project hasn't even started, and who knows when we'll actually begin assembling the crew. We can lower our expectations and make it passable if necessary..." Chu Ge sighed, stroking Qiu Wuji's chin. "It's all because our Qiuqiu is too beautiful..."
Qiu Wuji hummed, "Should we blame our father for being too handsome? It's hard to find actors that way."
Chu Ge chuckled, "Let's talk."
"Hey, you, wouldn't it be better to make an animation?"
"It's full copyright, which means the animation is also part of it, but I don't know which will start first. I'm not very good at this, and I don't know which will have a longer production cycle... but the comic will probably be released first; that's much faster."
"Should we find someone to draw it ourselves?" Qiu Wuji said, "Actually, when it comes to drawing, I'm better than them! It's just a matter of adapting it to your comic's style and figuring out how to express the plot visually..."
"Eh..." Chu Ge's eyes widened slightly.
Of course, the copyright holders find reliable studios to draw the comics; in other words, it's not impossible for them to draw themselves.
If Qiu Wuji were to personally handle the artwork, his drawing skills would be unparalleled, and with his own oversight of the plot adaptation, it might even become a hit before the film or television adaptation.
However, Qiu Wuji can only draw with a pen; he still needs to learn how to use computers.
Chu Ge hesitated, then asked, "Are you sure you can do this?" Qiu Wuji replied irritably, "I'm not as good as you at eating, drinking, and having fun, but when it comes to music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, it's really hard to find someone in your world better than me..."
"But the modern system is different, especially comics, which are a completely different system... plus, it's all computer-operated now..."
"I have the skills. If you really want, I can take a class. I don't believe it can be that difficult!"
"And this? Won't that be too much work..."
"What do I actually have to do? The car ride is only for a short time..." Qiu Wuji chuckled, "The rest are just miscellaneous tasks. Only the autobiography counts as a task, and even that doesn't require daily updates. I can write as much as I want. Are you really going to consider managing the group chat a task?"
Chu Ge finally relented: "Then how about we try hand-drawing character designs?"
"Okay." Without further ado, the couple started drawing, grabbing a pencil and a sheet of printed paper.
Immortal skills don't necessarily require drawing. "I draw what I feel; whatever I think in my heart, my hand's control reflects with unparalleled precision." Qiu Wuji's experience spanned millennia, encompassing a vast and complex world. She possessed fundamental painting skills such as light and shadow, and color matching, though these were ancient techniques—one skill leads to many.
In fact, Qiu Wuji had drawn her own portrait before, even self-taught some manga-like lines. She sent it to Character Meow, expecting an immediate portrait, but it took so long that she got a beating from Panda.
With more exposure to this world and countless examples of anime-style art, Qiu Wuji's drawing this time looked much more authentic.
Before long, a slightly cute version of Qiu Wuji's self-portrait appeared on the drawing paper.
Even her sect leader's robes were faithfully reproduced, every texture, every fold, lifelike.
Chu Ge stared in disbelief: "Qiuqiu...you're truly my treasure. So...what were we supposed to do with the character cat before?" Qiu Wuji admired his artwork, quite pleased, and suddenly laughed: "You write the book, I paint—doesn't this feel like our future workshop model? We can't really be your assistant for life...Mengmeng is a stay-at-home mom..." Chu Ge also realized this.
Qiuqiu had always wanted an independent job, and had long been resentful of being a "housewife," but most things weren't suitable. Now, unexpectedly discovering this, it seems like it could really be our future husband-and-wife workshop model, and Qiuqiu's formal job could really be this...