My Words Become Law: Call Me the God of Literature

[Pure Catharsis + Invincible at the Same Level + Lighthearted Style]

Lin Xuan transmigrates to a fantasy world called the Nine Provinces Continent. To his surprise, the strength of its cultivators is tied to the poems they recite.

“Scoundrel, prepare to die!”

Facing a powerful foe, Lin Xuan says calmly, “When autumn comes, on the eighth day of the ninth month, my flowers bloom and a hundred flowers die.”

In an instant, the sun and moon reverse and the stars flow backward. The tender leaves on the surrounding trees wither and fall, while a single flower blooms and swallows his boastful opponent whole.

Hiss!

The onlookers draw in a sharp breath.

Later, when word spreads that Lin Xuan dares to challenge a Literary General despite being only at the Literary Scholar realm, countless cultivators can no longer sit still.

“Lin Xuan, you're far too arrogant. Today, the ten great sects have assembled all their inner disciples to surround you. How do you intend to respond?”

Lin Xuan's lips curl into a disdainful smile. “Ten paces, one man slain. A thousand miles, not a trace left behind.”

In an instant, Lin Xuan moves like a phantom, cutting down people left and right. Bodies litter the ground. In the blink of an eye, he breaks through the encirclement, leaving a crowd of disciples staring at one another in disbelief.

“Literary God, if this boy survives, he'll surely reach the Literary God realm one day.”

“If Lin Xuan had never been born, the ages would be one long night~”

“Heavens, we're all human, so why is Lin Xuan so terrifying?”

No one knows why Lin Xuan is astonishingly powerful. Even fewer know that before long, Lin Xuan will cleave the Nine Provinces into fourteen with a single sword.

All that remains is the children's sing-song rhyme in the streets: “A hall of flowers intoxicates three thousand guests; one sword chills the fourteen provinces.”