I Write Books in a Fantasy World and Become a God, and All My Readers Are Beauties

[Incredibly Satisfying + One Female Lead, Multiple Male Leads + Fast-Paced Plot]

After transmigrating into a fantasy world, Ye Pu became the biggest "kept man" in the Qingmu Sect. With worthless talent, he relied entirely on the precious resources his genius younger sister saved for him, just to avoid being thrown out.

The whole sect called him a leech, saying he was holding back his sister's supreme path to immortality!

They didn't know that Ye Pu wanted spirit stones not to cultivate, but to write!

He awakened the [Write Books to Become a God System]. Writing books made him stronger, and his cultivation techniques trained themselves.

When he wrote: "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Don't bully a young man for being poor!"

That impassioned declaration set the continent ablaze. Readership soared, and his cultivation level rocketed upward!

He could summon otherworldly flames and Emperor Pills with a wave of his hand!

The fellow disciples who once mocked him: "Ye Pu, here's everything this junior brother owns. Please, update the next chapter!"

The elders who once looked down on him: "Ye Pu, here's the key to the sect's treasury. Please just explain how to condense the Buddha's Wrath Flame Lotus!"

The sect's saintess: "Ye Pu, if you update ten thousand words a day, all my monthly spirit-stone allowance is yours!"

He even opened the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, reviewed immortal arts of longevity, ranked the peerless beauties, sword gods, and divine artifacts... exposed scandals, dug up old secrets, and stirred up storms across the land!

"Old Demon Ye, please stop writing! I'll pay for what happened back then! All the spirit stones are yours!"

"Heavenly Venerable Ye, here's ten-thousand-year spirit marrow. Please just take me off the Demon Leader Ranking!"

Peerless Empress: "The book says you and I are destined to be together. Is that true?"

Many years later, Ye Pu stood with his hands behind his back and smiled at the sky. "Today, I wield the written word as a blade. If you immortal venerables wish to lay a hand on humanity, you owe me an explanation."