Traveling through the world of Xianxia, I, Song Bo, am the best swordsman in Jindan, but I was kicked out of the sect to take the imperial examination because I failed the written examination!
Before I entered the door, the examiner of the academy sneered: "Sword cultivator also wants to pick Wenquxing?" He gave me a zero score.
But they all forgot——
I am a gold-plated 985 academic master in my previous life, and I have the entire ancient literature database in my mind.
When I started writing "Haoran Zhengqi Fu" and the words turned into golden sword energy, shaking away the souls of monsters outside the examination room, all the students and examiners in the hall went crazy.
They thought I only knew how to fight, but I wanted to win the first prize.
Every word I write is a forbidden technique, and every poem I memorize is a dimensionality reduction attack.
Ranking first in the imperial examination doesn't matter, I want the entire world of cultivation to call me - Master Imperial Master.
