The Way of Letters: One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven

The rating is a little low for now, but the novel will keep being revised and improved. The rating is sure to go up!!!

Jiang Mo is reborn in a world ruled by the Way of Letters. Learning divine script grants the power to reach the heavens and command the earth, and, astonishingly, this divine script consists of Chinese characters!

Poetry? I can do that too. “The spring tide swells until river and sea meet as one; the bright moon rises over the sea with the tide...”

Lyrics? I know a little. “The mighty Yangtze flows east, its waves sweeping away all the heroes of ages past...”

What? An essay? Let me think. How did Wang Bo's “Preface to the Prince Teng's Pavilion” go again?

...“The rosy clouds and solitary wild duck fly side by side; the autumn waters merge with the boundless sky...” “The mountain passes are hard to cross; who pities those stranded on the road? Chance encounters are all we have, and every guest is far from home...”