After transmigrating to the stars, Xia Chuan becomes a good-for-nothing writer with E-rank mental power. Others manifest mechs, magic, and colossal star beasts, with stat panels, levels, and combat power. He can only summon things with bizarre designs and no stat panels.
His classmates sneer, “You can’t even summon a mech. What makes you think you can be a writer?” The class monitor scoffs, “That weird, low-grade stuff will never amount to anything!”
Then comes the academy tournament. Xia Chuan puts brush to paper, and the Nine-Tailed Fox of Qingqiu appears, crushing the competition with illusions! “It’s just a fox. How dare it act so cocky?” The next moment, Bai Ze, Bifang, and Xingtian arrive one after another!
Mechs? I’ve got the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, who can shatter divine armor with a single staff strike! Magic? I’ve got the Daoist arts of the Three Pure Ones, which subdue all under heaven through the natural Way! The alien prodigies boast of the supremacy of the Western gods? Xia Chuan simply writes Pangu splitting heaven from earth, and the soul of civilization stretches across the galaxy!
The entire Federation is stunned: What in the world are these monsters without stat panels?!
Xia Chuan: Sorry, I’m not writing words. I’m writing the Huaxia Classic of Mountains and Seas! With my brush, I paint the mountains and seas; with each stroke, I decide the fate of the stars!
