[Fantasy setting + System + swordsmanship + feigned madness and face-slapping + multiple heroines + love-triangle chaos + lighthearted power fantasy]
Lin Zhaoye has always believed that a sword cultivator should practice openly and honorably.
Even though he is the most insignificant outer disciple of the Azure Mystic Sword Sect, even though three years of cultivation have left him stuck at the third level of Qi Refining, even though everyone laughs that he isn't worthy of holding a sword.
Until one day, the Mad Sword Sage System descends.
As long as he does something a sword cultivator would be considered insane for, provoking ridicule, shock, fear, or reverence, he earns Mad Sword Points.
The sect's monthly test arrives amid a torrential downpour.
While all the disciples take shelter from the rain, Lin Zhaoye breaks off a dead branch and walks to the center of the training ground.
“Has he gone mad from cultivating?”
“He's using a branch as a sword? And challenging the heavens?”
“Lin Zhaoye, could you stop embarrassing yourself?”
As the crowd laughs at him, Lin Zhaoye silently practices his sword forms.
Then the Demon-Sealing Well breaks open, demons storm the outer sect, the elders retreat, and the mountain-protecting formation crumbles.
At last, the System's prompt rings out.
[Mad Sword Points maxed out.]
Lin Zhaoye slowly raises the dead branch.
“You laughed and called me insane?”
“Then today, I'll show the heavens just how insane I can be.”
The next instant,
one sword opens the gates of heaven.
Years later, when the saintess, the demoness, the eldest princess, and the young mistress of the fox clan all corner him at once,
Lin Zhaoye rubs his forehead and sighs.
“Back then... I just wanted to grind a few Mad Sword Points.”