The Pen Is My Guide, and Words Slay My Enemies: Caught on Livestream!

Clowns perform in the halls, while masters wander the streets.

I wield a pen like a sword, yet a clown dares to insult me.

At a calligraphy gathering, Zhang Chu writes the character for “sword” before everyone's eyes, capturing both its form and its spirit. Yet a famous master of ugly calligraphy mocks him, claiming his work has no soul.

Just then, a strange beast descends from the sky and goes on a rampage, devouring people. A great calamity seems imminent.

“Come, sword!”

In their moment of peril, countless beams of swordlight fly from the paper Zhang Chu wrote on. The character for “sword” becomes a real sword, its blade radiating a chill across the land! It transforms into a streak of light and slays the beast!

“Damn! Who said that calligraphy had no soul?”

“Bring me my forty-meter cleaver! I'm going to chop that master up!”

…

With strokes that guide the brush, written words become weapons against the enemy.

A dot of ink becomes a soldier, a splash of ink becomes an army, all to defend our land.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.