I Just Reached Max Level, and You're Telling Me This Is a Women's Novel?

[Invincible Power Fantasy] [Subverts the Usual Tropes] [Dimensional Overkill] [Hilarious]

Lin Yuan, a modern graduate student of Buddhist studies, wakes up as an ancient monk in the cultivation world.

At max level from the start, his every word becomes divine truth, summoning all the Buddhas to bow and manifesting a hundred-zhang-tall Vajra Dharma Form!

He thinks he's landed an invincible, unstoppable power fantasy, until his family's killer collapses in a deep pit, eyes bloodshot as he roars in despair:

"What good are your cultivation techniques? The lives of your entire temple aren't worth a single tear from Yao'er! I'll make every last one of you die with her!"

Lin Yuan falls silent.

So this isn't an ordinary cultivation world. It's a bizarre romance-driven world where everyone is hopelessly lovesick and people judge character by looks!

A cold Sword Sovereign falls to demonic cultivation for love and vows to slaughter all living beings?

A domineering Demon King is always ripping out hearts and staging tragic romances?

Lin Yuan takes a deep breath, hikes up his moon-white kasaya, and hefts an eighty-jin nine-ringed monk's staff.

"Amitabha. You are all gravely ill. Allow this old monk to use the Great Vehicle Dharma to deliver you from your suffering!"

If the Heavenly Dao is twisted, then this old monk will wield supreme truth and hammer a bright, righteous world into existence for these three realms plagued by wicked ways!