Xuanhuan: Trading Literature for Martial Arts, a Sage Takes Me as a Disciple from the Start

“At dawn in the painted hall, they came to report that snowflakes were falling.

I raised the curtains high to behold this splendid omen, as white stretched far across the courtyard steps.

Its magnificent glow drew the light of the brazier’s smoke, while its pure chill stirred the jade pendants.

Surely a celestial immortal had gone mad with wine, kneading the white clouds to pieces.”

Feng Che stood atop the walls of the imperial city, gazing at the heavy snow falling in this foreign land. He recited a famous poem from his hometown in a ringing voice.

As soon as Feng Che finished, countless people in the city who had come to admire the snow rose to cheer.

“Wonderful poem!” “What a talented young man!” “A once-in-a-century masterpiece!”

Then the sky suddenly brightened. A shaft of golden sunlight pierced the thick clouds and instantly enveloped Feng Che.

“System notification: The Fortune System has been activated!”

“System notification: This poem has added 1,000 literary fortune points to this world!”

“System notification: You have received 1,000 fortune points as a reward!”

“System notification: Ding! The System Shop is now open!”

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