"Ink on rice paper fades to shallow traces, yet the handsome banners have not even unfurled before they astonish the world."
After transmigrating to the Great Qian Dynasty, Tian Mo only wanted to keep a low profile and coast through life.
But one poem, "Recalling the South," at a poetry gathering stunned everyone, and through a twist of fate, he became a son-in-law to a prestigious family.
On his wedding day, the marriage contract was torn up.
The whole city mocked him: "An orphan like you thinks you're worthy?"
He didn't care.
That was, until he pressed his palm against an ancient mural and the first phantom of a Poetry Soul appeared in his mind.
It turned out that in this world, poetry reigned supreme.
Reciting a line of verse could summon a Poetry Soul and turn it into combat power.
Li Qingzhao's lyrics could suppress an opponent for five breaths, while Wang Xizhi's calligraphy could tear open space.
And he had a System.
Others spent their whole lives condensing a single Poetry Soul. He unlocked a new power with every poem he recited.
Other people's skills were stable and controllable. His came with a price that had to be paid.
Others cultivated through painstaking insight. He relied on...
"Host, a show-off quest has been triggered. Please recite 'Prelude to Water Melody' to summon snow in the eighth month."
...Fine.
From son-in-law to poetry cultivator, from fragments of a Poetry Cauldron to the gates of a mural, from Lin'an Prefecture to the frontier deserts...
In this life, he would prove the Dao through poetry.
[Historical Imagination + Eastern Fantasy + System-Enabled Son-in-Law + Multiple Heroines + Face-Slapping Satisfaction + Poetic Highlights]
