"… You guys, what are you talking about?"
Xuan Mo couldn't sort out her thoughts even after two breaths of time. Even with her surging immortal spirit, she couldn't wash away the doubts in her mind. Twenty days had passed, and the scene in front of her didn't seem to have changed much. In the novel, Wang Lu's figure turned into a phantom and kept writing. Hundreds of thousands of papers had been written, and they neatly covered the lawn like a snowfield in winter. On the rostrum, the Immortals of the Wanxian League were still watching silently. On the other side, the Dixian Immortals were watching the novel with rapt attention and discussing it with each other.
Hearing Xuan Mo's words, the Dixian Immortals replied without turning their heads, "Of course, we're discussing the plot. Oh, the battle of the three holy spirits has finally begun. The main character's side is indeed powerful, crushing all the enemies … Ah, the Great Holy Spirit has used his hidden ultimate skill. As expected, the strength of the antagonist is not to be underestimated. He won't just wait for death."
Xuan Mo asked, "… Are you guys reading the novel from zero?"
"What else can it be? I've never seen such an exciting novel in my life! Hey, Xuan Mo, you're awake. "
Xuan Mo was so angry that she laughed. "Ha, you just realized it?! I asked you to help me keep an eye on Wang Lu and not let him play tricks. What are you doing now?! "
After being yelled at by Xuan Mo, the Dixian Immortals finally came back to their senses and pretended to be enlightened. Then, one of them explained the whole story to Xuan Mo with a bitter smile.
That day, when Xuan Mo fell asleep, the rest of the Dixian Immortals began to keep an eye on Wang Lu to prevent him from playing tricks again. According to their expectation, Wang Lu would run out of writing in one or two days under the condition of ten times or dozens of times the speed of writing. However, after three days, the story was still going on. When Wang Lu wrote, he looked intoxicated and couldn't stop.
"This guy can't be writing nonsense to fool us, right?"
Come to think of it, no matter what kind of long serial it was, there should be nothing left to write after forty to fifty million words. What the hell was he writing now?!
Therefore, the Dixian began to seriously read his newly written words, trying to find the gaps and inconsistencies. As a result …
"When we come back to our senses, it will be the same as before."
Xuan Mo was completely convinced. "You guys … are all great Dixian Immortals, and your immortal hearts are strong and pure, almost no less than that of the True Immortals of the Upper Realm. Yet, you guys were captivated by a novel he casually wrote?!"
The Dixian quickly explained, "Of course not, but when we watched it from the beginning to the end for the first time, we found that his plot was really coherent, and there were no gaps. There was no way to stop him midway. So, I could only continue watching until he ran out of ideas. Who knew that he would be able to maintain the storyline without collapsing at the rate of ten million words a day! "
Xuan Mo was also shocked. "Ten million words a day, and it didn't collapse?! How is that possible? Usually, a novel with hundreds of thousands of words is considered long. Hasn't he written hundreds of millions of words by now? What is he writing!? "
"If you want to talk about the storyline, it's simple. It's nothing more than leveling up and killing people. However, every once in a while, the novel will release some 'new expansion pack', which will suddenly increase the depth of the story. When there is no more expansion pack to release, he will design a 'server reload'. In short, it's to let the characters return to their original state, and the plot will start all over again … "
Xuan Mo heard this and quickly interrupted. "Isn't this kind of rough handling of the plot worth stopping? This is clearly deliberately delaying the plot! "
Dixian smiled bitterly. "But the server reload is to save one of the male protagonist's lovers. Although their levels are all reset, the person who was supposed to die has survived, and even their predestined fate has been changed. Plus, they have experienced the path of leveling up from zero … the price is completely acceptable. "
"This, this is possible!? Then how long will it take to write this!? "
Dixian said, "We are also guessing how long it will take to write from zero. Currently, people who are good at deduction have given the result that it will take at least one year …"
"… One year? This is under the situation where the speed is accelerated by a hundred times. Doesn't that mean that if no one stops him, he can write for a hundred years!? "
The Earth Immortals nodded in admiration. "Yes, this young man is really a peerless genius."
Xuan Mo couldn't help but sigh. "This, this is ridiculous …"
With that, she stood up again and was ready to condense the immortal aura in front of her.
However, as soon as she moved, she was stopped by her companion. "Don't be impulsive. If you do it again, your immortal aura will collapse."
"But …"
"It's enough. At this point, no one can criticize you anymore. Next, wait for Black to show up. "
"Black …"
Of course, Xuan Mo knew that as long as Black was willing to show up, any problem would no longer be a problem. However, it was precisely because she couldn't guess his mind that she was anxious.
Black regarded himself as a sinner. Since his defeat in the rebellion against the Fallen Immortals, his attitude towards Dixian seemed to be indifferent. Sometimes, even when Dixian's career encountered great setbacks, he didn't come forward to help.
Therefore, Xuan Mo couldn't guarantee that if Wang Lu continued to delay endlessly, Black would come forward to stop him. That was why she spared no effort to make a move.
So, now, did she really have to resign herself to fate?
While Xuan Mo was still tangled, several Dixian had been immersed in the magnificent world of starting from zero again.
"Hey, the three Holy Spirits have been defeated while we were talking. So, the protagonist can finally get the Mirror of Nirvana to restart the world line and let the daughter of the earth be reborn, right? Ah, the plot that I've been looking forward to for a hundred million words is finally going to start! "
Xuan Mo's hair stood on end. Restarting the world line? Moreover, it's the protagonist who deliberately restarted it? What kind of plot has developed? Moreover, it took a hundred million words just to restart the world line? This … Could one year really stop Wang Lu?
Speaking of which, while sharpening his sword qi, he could also create ten million words a day. According to Wang Lu's timeline, he had been standing still in the field and writing for several years! This tenacity was simply incredible!
At the same time, several other Dixian felt deeply worried about this. Not everyone could be as heartless as the several Dixian in the front row, immersed in the plot of the novel. The more wonderful and long Wang Lu's novel was, the more worried they were.
The Grand Competition had not yet officially begun, but the opening ceremony was already full of twists and turns, which made the situation completely out of control. What should they do next?
On the rostrum, there was another unbearable silence.
Time went by bit by bit. One day, two days … The black never appeared. Some Dixian such as Bai Ze who looked on coldly from the sidelines also showed no expression, as if they were watching a good show. Just when Xuan Mo was beginning to despair about the current situation, things took a turn for the better.
Because Wang Lu suddenly stopped in the field.
His stop was so abrupt that many people present were caught off guard.
"What's wrong? Why did he stop? "
"Yeah, he's about to do the double cultivation with the forty-seven revolutions of the Mysterious Daughter of the Nine Heavens, why did he stop?"
Xuan Mo also widened his eyes, puzzled by the situation in the field. Because Wang Lu seemed to be in the right state. His sword intent had been nourished to be sharp and fierce, his sword qi was both hard and soft, and his immortal heart had also become meticulous under the training of the long-term distraction serial. It was the moment when he cultivated to his heart's content, and he had just finished rebooting the world line for the forty-seventh time from zero. He was about to get married with his former nemesis, his current lover, the Empyrean Fairy of the Nine Heavens. The plot was reaching its climax, so why would he stop?
From any point of view, there was no reason for him to stop, but he did.
But, why?
At this time, the number one King Pill in Nine Regions from the Wanxian League suddenly jumped up and said, "What the hell! Wang Lu, you b * tch, you're really addicted to being a eunuch! Every time you write a sex scene, you always do this. Now you finally eat your own medicine. When it's time to push the Mysterious Daughter of the Nine Heavens, you subconsciously become a eunuch, hahaha! "
What kind of reason is that? Xuan Mo was puzzled, but he would not miss this opportunity. He immediately stood up and said, "Enough, since we've exhausted our talent, then let's stop this show!"
As soon as his voice fell, he heard his companions exclaim, "You can't do that!"
"Yes, Sister Xuan Mo, the plot is at the critical point, you can't just stop like that, it's too suspenseful!"
"I won't have any appetite! If I keep thinking about this plot, I will have obstacles in my heart in the future, and I will have no hope of becoming an immortal! "
Xuan Mo angrily scolded, "Reading a novel and you're already filled with inner demons, you don't need to cultivate the Immortal Path!"
"You can't put it like that. I didn't choose this path of the Immortal Dao myself …"
Xuan Mo had a headache. To put it nicely, this group of mischievous people had pure immortal hearts and were carefree, but to put it bluntly, they were just idiots! Although they were strong, they were really difficult to control …
However, before Xuan Mo had a headache, Wang Lu took the initiative to jump out after a moment of hesitation.
With the departure of the main character, this month-long calligraphy performance naturally came to an end. When he walked to the rostrum, Wang Lu looked 70% unsatisfied, 20% self-deprecating, and 10% dejected.
With Wang Lu's temperament, there were not many things that could make him feel dejected, so it was clear that it was not his intention to end the series from zero.
The Perfected Immortals of the Wanxian League immediately asked, "Wang Lu, was there an external force that interfered with your creation … oh no, copying?"
Wang Lu sighed helplessly, then shrugged and said, "It has nothing to do with outsiders, it's my own idiocy that made a mistake. I prepared everything in advance, but I didn't bring enough paper … "
"What? You didn't bring enough paper!?"
Wang Lu said, "Yeah, it's an idiotic reason, isn't it? I put millions of pieces of paper in my mustard seed bag, thinking that it would be enough or even more. Who would have thought that I was forced to stop because I didn't bring enough paper … "
Before he could finish, Dixian dashed over from the side with a big stack of paper in his hand. "I have paper here! You can have as much as you want! Please make sure to continue writing the book! "
This enthusiasm shocked Wang Lu. "You are …?"
Dixian said enthusiastically, "I'm your loyal reader!"
"Huh?!"
The Earth Immortal then took out two jade slips that were rich in spiritual energy. "These are the edited versions that I personally compiled from scratch. Not only have they integrated all the chapters that you have updated, but they have also corrected the occasional typos — oh, no, fake words. I made two copies. I'll give you one for your collection, and I'll have to trouble you to sign the other one, okay?"
Wang Lu nodded in silence and then signed his name on one of the jade slips: Zhanger Iron Whip.
(Although I'm exhausted, there's still a second update … please vote for me ~)
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