I Was Given a Heart of the Sacred Dao from the Start

Qin Feng transmigrated to a world overrun by demons and monsters, becoming a cripple whose cultivation had just been abolished by the emperor and whose title had been stripped away.

He thought his death was imminent, only to learn that in this world, writing could wield power.

All he had to do was compose brilliant works, and he could gain all kinds of special abilities and summon celestial phenomena.

The greater the literary talent, the more powerful the phenomena.

Ten paces, one man slain; a thousand miles, not a trace left behind.

Slay every demon, leave the masses trembling in fear.

Flowers fill the hall, intoxicating three thousand guests; one sword's frost chills fourteen provinces.

I have a sword that can cleave Heaven, Earth, the stars, the rivers, the sun, and the moon.

You cannot see Mount Lu's true face, because you are standing within the mountain.

He laid down a maze spanning myriad worlds, sealed the demon realm for nine thousand years, and shook the cosmos with his power.

He thought of all the works he had yet to write, like Bring in the Wine and Memorial on the Expedition...

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.