Online Games, Wuxia, and Mount Shu Stories 网游，武侠，蜀山类

1. 1 网 In the Online Game, I'm Invincible at Mount Shu for the Good of All 网游济世为怀的我无敌蜀山 Beating Up Guding Tea暴打古丁茶Sports1.0M WordsCompleted [Not invincible] [No descent into reality] [No real-world content] [Some background from The Legend of the Swordsmen of Shu Mountain] [Inspired by the Toad's Shu Mountain] [The author has never read The Legend of the Swordsmen of Shu Mountain] A secondhand game account bought for a bargain on a seafood marketplace came with a character who had learned a cultivation technique that resets your level to zero if you kill anything. Previous owner: I came here to slaughter my way through the game. Thi 1.9kReads7.0Score184Shelves

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   I'm currently reading the Shushan novel, and it's quite good!

2. 2 网 Online Gaming: The Formless Great Dao 网游之大道无形 Chen Rang陈让Sports3.7M WordsCompleted Alone on a sea island, he takes a master and trains hard in the Binghuo Scripture. With only a sword, he braves the heavenly tribulation, withstands lightning and fire, and laughs as he subdues a golden crab. Joining forces with others, he ventures into a cave abode, where he seizes treasures and breaks formations, uncovering hidden mysteries. Lying low to watch two tigers fight, he cleverly claims a treasured cauldron from between the forces of good and evil. Come witness The Great Dao Has No F 974Reads7.1Score108Shelves
3. 3 网 Online Martial Arts Game: My Spear Subdues the World! 网游武侠：我以长枪镇压万世！ Xidoro希多罗Sports1.1M WordsCompleted After Lin Luo was caught up in the fight over a secret treasure in Jianghu OL, he unexpectedly returned to the game's launch ten years earlier and became bound to the Covenant of Rahu, inheriting the Demon Clan's spear domain. From the start, he mastered the peerless arts Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear and Seven Snake Coiling Thrusts, broke through the level cap, and reached the Grandmaster realm as an outsider. Atop the Forbidden City, he faced off against Ximen Chuixue and Ye 23Reads6.7Score—Shelves

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   Wuxia (martial arts) online games, Tomato doesn't have many titles. The first one is still ongoing, the last three have been discontinued, but thankfully there are enough words to keep you reading.

4. 4 网 Online Game: Obtaining the Dugu Nine Swords from the Start 网游开局获得独孤九剑 Boiled Dragon水煮龙Sports1.4M WordsOngoing Gu Haoran is reborn, returning to three days before the launch of Zhi Ge. Carrying the memories of his previous life, he logs into the game once more. This time, he will surely stand at the peak! Qiao Feng: “My second brother is invincible under heaven!” Nie Feng: “Brother Gu is a good man, but people keep misunderstanding him.” Bu Jingyun: “Nie Feng is right.” Zhang Wuji: “Uncle Gu? My dream is to become as amazing as he is!” Huang Rong: “He clearly said I was the only one he loved.” 1.4kReads8.1Score100Shelves
5. 5 武 Wuxia Online Game: I Can Master the Evil-Warding Swordplay Without Castrating Myself 武侠网游：我不自宫也能练辟邪 Ravenclaw's Senior拉文克劳的学长Sports934k WordsOngoing [Invincible]+ [Satisfying read]+ [Reborn]+ [Wuxia]+ [Online Game] In the twenty-first century, The Great Wuxia, a game that can make in-game abilities real, is humanity's second world. Lin Yi, an unknown nobody in the game, has just obtained a fragment of a top-tier inner cultivation manual, The Longevity Formula, when he mysteriously dies at home. After returning to a week before the game launches, Lin Yi vows to take revenge. On top of that, once inside The Great Wuxia, he repeatedly gains the 3.7kReads8.7Score208Shelves
6. 6 武 Martial Arts Games Invade Reality, and I Know Countless Secret Techniques 武侠游戏入侵现实，我满身绝学 Silent Too不语也Sports216k WordsOngoing [Wuxia Crossover] [Game Invasion] [Wuxia for All] [Reborn Rise] [Jin Yong's Legendary Arts] When a Wuxia game invades reality, Lu Feiyun is betrayed over a True Martial Order and hunted to his death. He is reborn before the game launches, with ten years of foreknowledge. He stockpiles precious items in the game and builds up his strength. As the game invades and the world is transformed, he carries the True Martial Order into Wudang and becomes Zhang Sanfeng's successor, rising to prominence fro 198Reads8.1Score—Shelves
7. 7 蜀 Shushan: Winds Rise in Kunlun 蜀山之风起昆仑 Five Flavors of Money五味钱Male-Channel Fanfiction222k WordsCompleted After transmigrating to the Mount Shu world, he becomes Yin Sutang's disciple and leads Yu Yingnan and Li Yingqiong to join the Kunlun Sect. Of the Three Heroes and Two Clouds, two are gone, and the workings of fate have changed. See how Yu Lai stirs up the storms of Mount Shu and revives Kunlun... 342Reads—Score—Shelves

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   A time-travel adventure in the Shu Mountains...

8. 8 网 Online Gaming: The World Beyond 网游之往界 Lizhuang White Pork李庄白肉Sports4.5M WordsCompleted This is an Eastern fantasy online game novel. No one is reborn, and the game does not descend into reality. There are only the ancient Chinese dynasties, a chaotic age overrun with demons and monsters, the martial world, the imperial court, rival powers, and noble clans. Mysterious martial arts and Daoist sorcery can topple cities, split rivers, move mountains, and part seas... Slay demons, uphold justice, ride hard and fast, and live free, settling every grudge! This is a second world that gran 36.1kReads9.1Score3.7kShelves

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   Good-looking, novel and reasonable

9. 9 网 The Deadly Martial Arts of Online Games 网游之死亡武侠 Sharp Edge Hidden in Night Eyes夜眸藏锋Sports5.5M WordsOngoing Down-and-out fitness blogger Su Wangchuan takes a high-paying job at a gaming studio, grinding for gold and farming resources. After starting work, he realizes something is off. Why does he seem to have gotten stronger...? 209.8kReads9.0Score21.8kShelves

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   A new account and a new work by the online hacker. Worth checking out.

10. 10 网 Online Game: The Ancient Immortal World of Shu Mountain 网游之蜀山仙古 Fine Rain at Midnight夜半细雨Sports320k WordsCompleted New novel, The Online Game Mount Shu Demon Lord: Starting Out with the Mysterious Yin Scripture, is being stockpiled... “Miss Lu Rongbo, I have already confined your Dao companion Yang Li's soul in my banner. If you don't want his soul to scatter, tell me where the ten-thousand-year warm jade is, now!” “Fairy Du Hengfang, I've been on your Green Snail Isle for several hours. Thank you for your hospitality. I've very much enjoyed discussing the Dao and drinking tea with you. Now, may I have a lo 462Reads5.9Score—Shelves

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    Online game Shushan novel

11. 11 武 Wuxia Game Invasion: I Get the Nine Yang Divine Skill from the Start 武侠游戏入侵：开局爆出九阳神功 Bugs Bunny Cookie兔八哥饼干Sports972k WordsOngoing (The rating just came out. It'll go up!) The Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms clash head-on with Heaven's Flight Beyond. The Nine Swords of Dugu face off against the Undying Seal Method. The Little Li Flying Dagger goes up against the God of War's Canon. The Nine Yangs burn the heavens as they crash into the Six Meridians' Invisible Sword. The Northern Darkness devours the Flawless Jade. In 2045, the virtual-reality martial arts game Great Jianghu sweeps the world. Some spend lavishly to join Shao 8.4kReads5.6Score488Shelves

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    This book is quite good.

12. 12 网 Online Wuxia Game: I Defy Heaven as Wu Dalang from the Start 网游武侠之开局武大郎之我欲逆天 Twilight Clears After Rain慕色初晴Martial Arts482k WordsCompleted This is a world where martial arts have reached their peak. Here, you can watch Wu Dalang spear Pan Jinlian; Zhou Zhiruo tear Zhang Wuji apart with her bare hands; and Xiao Longnu battle Shi Feixuan. Watch as Li Xiuzhi rises from an insignificant nobody, blossoming with every step, mastering all the martial arts in the world and winning its most beautiful women, until he reaches the pinnacle of the martial world! 36Reads—Score—Shelves

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13. 13 异 Otherworld Game: Strange History and the Martial World 异界游戏：诡史与江湖 White Cloud Ghost白云鬼Rural Life113k WordsCompleted Summon all kinds of military commanders and wandering heroes, with fighting monsters and surviving as the main focus. The setting spans five thousand years of Chinese history, including but not limited to official history, unofficial accounts, invented tales, and folk legends of the strange... From the start, there's just a dilapidated thatched hut. Kings and ministers from every era, wandering heroes, mountain spirits, and ghosts all come calling. The good news: you can recruit their souls as g 9Reads—Score—Shelves

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    In this alternate-world game, historical figures, chivalrous heroes, and strange folklore characters are transformed into monsters who attack human villages daily! [Shocked]

14. 14 发 I Got Paid, Went Out for Barbecue, and Transmigrated Into A Chinese Odyssey 发工资吃烧烤竟然穿越到大话 Pale Gray苍白的灰Sports1.1M WordsCompleted Brothers who used to play Fantasy Westward Journey! The Bald Demon picked up some snacks to go with his drinks from the village chief in the fishing village: Flying Fish for 250 taels and Toads for 500 taels! Real delicacies, and every one comes with a story! Got any drinks, brothers? Let's have some, the kind where we don't call it a night until we're all drunk! Su Yi, a longtime Fantasy Westward Journey 2 player from Blue Star, gets transported to another world from the game while having a 820Reads6.6Score—Shelves

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    Anyone playing Fantasy Westward Journey here? Come chat!

15. 15 网 Online Game: Ruling the Martial World 网游之独霸江湖 Hidden Soul Seal s隐魂印sSports244k WordsCompleted [Online Game + Martial Arts + Dungeons + Competition + Mastering Divine Arts + Creating Legendary Techniques + Founding a Guild + Establishing a Sect + Fighting for Supremacy + Ruling the World] Seeking revenge for his father, he enters the game and masters its bugs! He masters peerless martial arts, crushes every hero under heaven, recruits the world's villains, and conquers the aloof and alluring demoness. He surges ahead, wins the Jinling division championship at the Martial World Rising Star 57Reads—Score—Shelves

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    This book perfectly meets your requirements. There aren't many good novels like martial arts online games these days, and it needs your support!

16. 16 热 The Hot-Blooded Hunter: God’s Assault 热血猎人神之袭击 Riding a Bull to Find You骑牛找你Historical1.3M WordsOngoing [Survival] [Hunting] [Fighting the Japanese invaders and looting their gear] [Cultivation] Wang Fei has just entered the world of cultivation when he's forced into becoming a live-in son-in-law. One blow shatters his dantian, setting him on a long road from staying alive to rising to greatness. Though he has lost his cultivation, he takes countless disciples. This novel was not written by AI. Every word was painstakingly typed out by the author, who only hopes readers will enjoy the story in its 27.5kReads9.0Score2.5kShelves

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17. 17 我 I, the Sword Immortal of Shushan, Am Livestreamed by Back to Field from the Start 我，蜀山剑仙，开局被向往直播了 Jupiter Dada木星大大Urban363k WordsOngoing [The story is back, with a detailed outline already planned for a million words. New chapters every day, so read with confidence.] A thousand years ago, during the chaos of the Five Barbarians' invasion of China, Lu Tian, the foremost disciple of Mount Shu, descended the mountain with his sword, vanquished demons and monsters, and attained great mastery. A hundred years ago, when the realm fell into chaos, Lu Tian fought alone with his sword against the gods of eight barbarian nations. Wounded, 562Reads5.7Score—Shelves

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18. 18 我 I’m Not the Blood Demon: Who Touched My Treasure Basin? 我不是血魔之谁动了我的聚宝盆 Moonlight Foot Soldier月光小卒Male-Channel Fanfiction615k WordsCompleted He Yuan, a third-generation disciple of the Jie Sect, fell into demonic tribulation after secretly practicing the Asura Path’s supreme scripture, the Blood God Sutra. With no other choice, he used the secret art “Escape into Nothingness,” passed down by his master, to take his own life. Fortunately, his remnant soul survived, and he was reincarnated... Years later, Lin Yu, a PhD who studied in America, transmigrates into The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber as Gao Zecheng, an inconspicuous disciple 325Reads—Score—Shelves

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    The greatest truths are the simplest; you won't know until you see it, and once you do, you'll be astonished! It turns out that Taoism, calligraphy, and martial arts are all interconnected! ... Lin Yu suddenly remembered that among the large box of martial arts manuals he had obtained from Zhu Changling's house, besides the Ying Gu Notes, Iron Palm Divine Skill, and One-Finger Divine Skill, there was also a set of Zhu family's inherited martial arts—"One-Finger Divine Skill: Judge's Brush Technique." A thought struck him: Why not try calligraphy? This Zhu family Judge's Brush technique was a direct disciple of Master Yideng, and Zhu Ziliu, the Zhu family ancestor, evolved it from One-Finger Divine Skill. It incorporates acupoint striking techniques into the Judge's Brush technique, requiring no excessive effort in cultivating finger strength; the essence of One-Finger Divine Skill can be executed solely with the Judge's Brush. Later, it was combined with calligraphy, hence the name "One-Finger Divine Skill: Judge's Brush Technique," which is quite unique. Following the strokes, each Chinese character, even each stroke, can be transformed into an exquisite move. Lin Yu had seen it before, and although it was eye-opening, he had no time to practice it due to his numerous other martial arts techniques. Looking back now, practicing calligraphy has proven to be a calming and peaceful activity when I'm feeling troubled, making it quite suitable for my current situation. Moreover, the discussion in the "One Yang Script Finger Judge's Calligraphy" about the connection between calligraphy and martial arts has also piqued my interest. The book states: "Calligraphy and martial arts seem unrelated, but in reality, they share a common principle. When calligraphy is practiced to a high level, even a soft brush can penetrate the paper and penetrate deeply into the wood. Many people consider this empty talk, but this is because they do not understand its profound mystery. Martial arts emphasizes that power originates from the ground, concentrating the body's strength into a single point for explosive release. When releasing power, both feet must push off the ground, using the rebound force to transmit through the legs to the waist, back, shoulders, arms, and wrists, ultimately exploding at the fingertips. Among these, the waist is particularly crucial; as the boxing manual says, 'Its root is in the feet, it originates in the legs, it is controlled by the waist, and it manifests in the fingers.' Calligraphy is the opposite. Beginners often feel fatigue in their hands and arms, only achieving some success when their waist feels fatigued; if they can practice until even their toes feel tired, they have considerable skill. Then, from fatigue to no fatigue, one can begin to appreciate the wonder of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, where the power penetrates the paper and penetrates deeply into the wood." Lin Yu pondered this statement and found it quite interesting, recalling an anecdote. In *The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber*, it is recorded that on Zhang Sanfeng's 90th birthday, he was troubled because his third disciple, Yu Daiyan, had been crippled by A San, a master from the Ruyang Prince's mansion. He then practiced calligraphy to express his feelings. Zhang Cuishan, peeking through the window, saw his master first write the *Letter of Mourning*, and then add the twenty-four characters: "The supreme martial arts weapon, the Dragon Saber, commands the world, none dare disobey; without the Heaven Sword, who can contend?" The strokes gradually expanded with his emotions, growing larger and larger. Zhang Cuishan even gleaned a powerful martial art from it, wielding the Judge's Pen with immense power. Recalling this story, Lin Yu became even more interested in the combination of calligraphy and martial arts: "I never imagined that these two, one literary and the other martial, one orthodox and the other reversed, seemingly unrelated, would actually have so many similarities in terms of moves and the application of strength. No wonder calligraphers often live long lives; practicing calligraphy is actually equivalent to practicing boxing! It's truly incredible." So every day, he practiced calligraphy with great enthusiasm. However, he didn't use a brush and ink, but only his hands, using his fingers instead of a brush, writing in the air. This action gradually became a unique sight on Bright Peak. Every morning, the people on Bright Peak could see their leader, Lin Yu, standing in the martial arts training ground. Although it was said to be practicing boxing, it was not like ordinary boxing routines; he only gestured in the air with his fingers. Although it was said to be writing, it was accompanied by footwork, darting and turning, with the rhythm of profound martial arts flowing from his fingertips. The followers were secretly amazed that their leader's skills had reached such a level; even a casual gesture was a peerless martial art. Thus, watching Lin Yu practice calligraphy remotely every morning became a grand event at Bright Peak. Not only did his disciples eagerly watch, but the members of the Ming Cult also gathered around to observe. Except for the blind Xie Xun, all the high-ranking members of the Ming Cult were present, including Zhao Min and the four civil officials left behind at the main altar—Li Shanchang, Liu Ji, Zhu Sheng, and Song Lian—who often stopped to watch. These four scholars, in particular, though ignorant of martial arts, were all refined calligraphers, watching with rapt attention, occasionally whispering among themselves, discussing brushstrokes and their meaning, all with excited expressions. With each day's practice, Lin Yu gradually improved, his finger movements becoming increasingly exquisite, and his understanding of the One-Yang Finger Calligraphy deepening. He secretly praised its power: "The world has so many Chinese characters; by practicing like this, every stroke, every character can be transformed into a martial art. The intricacies are truly unfathomable, and the potential is limitless!" Perhaps it was only because the Zhu family had not produced a top master that this martial art remained unknown, almost buried in obscurity. Fortunately, he had unearthed it by chance. That morning, he was in particularly high spirits, first writing the five thousand words of the *Tao Te Ching*, then the *Huang Ting Jing*. His fingers danced across the paper, gradually entering a state of absorption, writing from the first light of dawn until nearly midday. More and more onlookers gathered, all captivated by the sight. Lin Yu's fingertips hovered, his mind focused on the air. He began by writing left and right "dots," then his fingertips suddenly plunged downwards, the force concentrated like a falling stone, echoing left and right, much like the "Zan" technique in the One-Finger Divine Skill, where power bursts forth from the fingertips, specifically targeting the opponent's acupoints such as Tanzhong, Juque, and Qimen. Then, his body swayed, his fingertips leaving a trail of afterimages as he wrote two horizontal strokes, the short horizontals like a light sword grazing the throat, his wrist turning with a gust of wind—the "sweeping" motion of the Judge's Pen. The long horizontal stroke requires a relaxed shoulder and dropped elbow, with power originating from the waist and abdomen, flowing upwards to the fingertips. The movement is stable yet contains immense force, like a whip striking, ending with a slight upward flick, seemingly able to deflect the incoming force. Finally, the middle vertical stroke, like a pillar supporting the sky, plunges straight down at the fingertips, subtly echoing the "chopping" force of Iron Palm Kung Fu, exerting power from top to bottom. If the opponent raises their arm to block, the "suspended needle" ending of this vertical stroke can be used to change tactics, striking the wrist pulse point. Thus, the regular script character "" (half) leaps into the air. He was immersed in the correspondence between the strokes and martial arts moves, completely forgetting himself. He gradually discovered that indeed, the beginning, development, transition, and conclusion of each Chinese character subtly corresponded to the circulation of internal energy and the exertion of limbs. For example, the left-falling stroke of the character "" (knife) is like a strike, the horizontal hook like a horizontal slash; the dot of the character "" (sword) is like a straight thrust, the vertical hook like a chopping… Suddenly, he switched to cursive script, his fingertips moving like dragons: the long stroke of the character "" required twisting his waist and shoulders, the fingertips sweeping out diagonally, like a soft sword coiling around the finger, capable of entangled and disarming the opponent's weapon; while the downward stroke required exerting force against the flow, like a heavy hammer pounding earth, the force suddenly increasing as the finger landed. This "three twists and turns" movement was precisely the triple change of dissipating force, accumulating force, and releasing force, capable of breaking through fierce fist techniques. Finally, he finished with the character "" in clerical script. The last stroke, the hook, required sinking the elbow and accumulating power, like a fully drawn bow, until the bend reached its limit, the fingertips suddenly shooting out. This "hook" force was like a hidden arrow suddenly shot, specifically targeting the opponent's joint gaps, similar in effect to the "returning spear" of the "Yang Family Spear Technique". Between the rise and fall of his fingertips, it seemed as if invisible techniques flowed in the air, perfectly integrated with his overall aura. When Lin Yu calmly finished his movements, he realized that the martial arts arena was already surrounded by people, yet completely silent. Among the crowd, a minor Ming Cult leader, whose martial arts were slightly inferior, couldn't fully grasp the intricacies of the movements, but he found the leader's "fist technique" fluid and captivating. Seeing Lin Yu finish his stance, he thought, "The leader has stopped. Although I don't quite understand it myself, seeing how engrossed Vice Leader Yin and the others are, the leader's demonstration must be a top-tier, unparalleled martial art. I should at least show my support!" So he wanted to applaud and cheer. But before he could speak, his quick-witted companion covered his mouth and pulled him aside. His companion made a "shh" gesture, indicating he should look around. He turned his head and saw that everyone around him was either frowning in thought or looking enlightened, all immersed in their recent insights and not yet recovered. Startled, he quickly covered his mouth, barely daring to breathe, and secretly glanced at everyone's expressions. Zhao Min, Vice Leader Yin Tianzheng, the two envoys Yang Xiao and Fan Yao, and Zhou Yunhe and his wife, all had their eyes slightly closed, still savoring the martial arts principles in the leader's gestures and brushstrokes. Zhang Wuji also stood there, his eyes shining, clearly having gained a lot. Only a few young female disciples seemed to understand, but were infected by the atmosphere around them, holding their breath and looking around intently, not daring to make a sound. Yin Tianzheng was the first to recover, suddenly opening his eyes, a sharp glint in them. He raised his right hand, using his palm as a brush, and wrote the character "" (power) in the air. With a slight drop in his shoulders and elbows, he infused the powerful force of Eagle Claw Kung Fu into the stroke. At the end, a twist of his waist and abdomen released a sudden gust of wind from his palm, startling the followers around him who quietly took a half-step back. He stroked his beard and laughed, "Wonderful! Wonderful! The way of calligraphy and martial arts, Master, can actually be integrated with my Eagle Claw Kung Fu! From now on, the martial arts of my Ming Cult will have another path to advancement!" Yang Xiao and Fan Yao also awoke one after the other, exchanging a glance, both seeing deep shock in each other's eyes. Yang Xiao had previously been studying the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, but always felt a stagnation in the flow of energy. Now, recalling Lin Yu's twisting waist and turning shoulders when writing the cursive character "," he suddenly realized: "So, energy doesn't have to be forced out blindly. Like the 'three twists and turns' of a downward stroke, releasing force before accumulating it, can actually break through all the force!" Fan Yao recalled the dynamic and expressive strokes of Lin Yu writing the character "sword" earlier, especially the final vertical hook, which was full of profound mystery. He murmured, "I've practiced the moves of the Judge's Pen before, but I never thought it could be combined with calligraphy strokes. This move combines the skill of acupoint striking with the power of a weapon—it's simply amazing!" Then Zhang Wuji excitedly ran over, "Master, just now when you wrote 'The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao' from the Tao Te Ching, the brushstrokes of that character 'Tao' made me feel the rhythm of internal energy flow, and I grasped the essence of using pure Yang internal energy to propel the Seven Injury Fist. Some of the stumbling blocks I encountered when practicing the fist before suddenly became clear." "... As for Lin Yu himself, he naturally benefited the most. Although he was originally a master of martial arts, he was not skilled in calligraphy. Unexpectedly, after practicing calligraphy for only a few days, he had grasped the key to the connection between calligraphy and martial arts. Not only did his martial arts improve greatly, but his calligraphy also became extraordinary, making him a master calligrapher overnight. Even more amazing were the four civil officials, including Li Shanchang. They were so engrossed that they unconsciously imitated Lin Yu's finger gestures, drawing lines in the air. Previously, Lin Yu had taught them the basic mental techniques of the Nine Yang Divine Skill. Originally, he only did so out of pity for their weak constitution and fear that the cold weather at the headquarters might harm their health, hoping that they could strengthen their bodies and resist the frost. Unexpectedly, these four were already very learned and had a deep foundation in calligraphy. Today, witnessing this amazing scene of "integrating martial arts into calligraphy," they suddenly had a breakthrough and vaguely grasped the common principle between calligraphy and martial arts. Several years later, these four scholars actually studied what they had learned that day day and night." Furthermore, having mastered the basic techniques of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, each of them possessed formidable martial arts skills. Li Shanchang excelled in regular script calligraphy, his fist techniques were steady and powerful, and ordinary early-stage second-rate masters couldn't even get close to him. Liu Ji preferred running script calligraphy, his claw techniques were agile and graceful, and he was skilled at disarming opponents, earning him a reputation in the martial arts world and the nickname "Master of Disarming." Song Lian specialized in clerical script calligraphy, his palm techniques were heavy and powerful, instantly felling those struck. On one occasion, when martial arts villains attacked, Song Lian, with only a brush and his iron palms, subdued three second-rate masters. This became a legendary tale, earning him the title of "Deadly Scholar" among the outlaws. However, the most formidable among them was Zhu Sheng. Because he already possessed the deepest skill in calligraphy and was willing to work hard, practicing calligraphy daily, cultivating the Nine Yang Divine Skill, and recalling the essence of Lin Yu's calligraphy, he unknowingly broke through to the peak of the second-rate level. The other three were no match for him, only their reputation in the martial arts world remained unknown. Never underestimate the peak of the second-rate realm. The martial world is vast, seemingly teeming with masters, but in reality, only a handful can truly reach the first-rate level. Even Lin Yu, who transmigrated and used Monkey Wine combined with the "Mysterious Heaven Change" mental technique to cultivate a large number of first-rate and even top-tier masters for the Ming Cult and the Beggars' Sect, making the first-rate realm seem much cheaper, still doesn't amount to more than a hundred first-rate masters in the entire martial world. As for second-rate masters, they are already the backbone of major sects. An ordinary sect with one or two early-stage second-rate masters is enough to dominate a region. As for the peak of the second-rate, they are basically capable of founding their own sect. Zhu Sheng, a mere scholar, reached this level solely through martial arts techniques he gleaned from observing calligraphy, supplemented by the introductory mental technique of the Nine Yang Divine Skill. Such comprehension and opportunity are rare even in the entire history of the martial world. Later, those who knew about it came to Zhu Sheng seeking martial arts instruction. Zhu Sheng just smiled and pointed to the brush and ink on the table: "My skills all come from calligraphy." "If you want to practice, you must first write the characters well, and then understand the principle of 'the force penetrates the paper,' and then you will have entered the door." The visitor was a rough, uncultured man who knew nothing of calligraphy and hated writing. Hearing this, he could only leave dejectedly. Meanwhile, having immersed himself in calligraphy practice for days, his brushstrokes flowed like dragons and snakes, the strength of his fingertips and the flow of his mind gradually becoming one. In Lin Yu's heart, his longing for Ye Bin, like faint ink spreading on rice paper, slowly faded with each stroke. He began to ponder the matter of breaking through to the Yuan Tai realm. This realm required condensing essence, energy, spirit, and spiritual power into a chaotic Yuan Tai, a watershed between mortals and immortals. It concerned whether he could successfully condense his Nascent Soul in the future, and he couldn't afford to be careless. Recalling his own experiences, from his soul transmigrating into the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, to saving the Fire Dragon, capturing Cheng Kun, supporting the Beggars' Sect, taking charge of the Ming Cult, healing Qian Ye, protecting Cui Shan, protecting Yin Li… ​​even throwing himself into the revolution and leading his troops against the Yuan, each and every one of these events was intertwined with countless causes and effects. Like a dense net binding him, it tightened his heart. "I have too many karmic ties and am too deeply connected to worldly fortune. Although I have now overcome the tribulation of love, I fear that the path to enlightenment will still be fraught with obstacles." Just as Lin Yu was pondering how to be more cautious, Er Xuan suddenly approached. Lin Yu noticed that although Mu Xuan had broken through to the late stage of the Swordsman realm, his aura was somewhat restless, clearly indicating an unstable foundation. A thought struck him, and he suddenly remembered a place—the White Sun Diagram of Wind Cave Mountain, Flower Rain Cave! … Dear readers: Hello everyone! This is my first novel, and today I'm finally saying goodbye to everyone~ When I first picked up this pen, my initial intention was very simple—I just wanted to fill in the "golden pits" left by Mr. Jin Yong and Mr. Huanzhu Louzhu. As a sailor, the days at sea are long and tedious. Initially, I just wrote for fun because I was bored with what to read, without thinking about publishing or deliberately crafting a story. I wrote a few lines when I felt like it, and then put it aside for a long time when I was busy. Over two or three years, I accumulated more than 300,000 words without realizing it. While rereading, I felt that some of the ideas for filling in the plot holes were quite creative, so I thought of sharing them. Thus, I came to Tomato with some trepidation. After more than three months and over 600,000 words, it's finally come to a satisfying end—well, let's just call it a satisfying end for now! Here, I sincerely thank every friend who has accompanied me this far! Without your support and understanding, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to persevere on this creative journey. I'll always cherish this gratitude in my heart. To be honest, as a newcomer with no publishing experience, I failed to tell the story well and made many irreparable mistakes, resulting in the book's disappointing sales figures. Near the end, I went back to review it, and I discovered a crucial problem after only hearing the first dozen or so chapters: After Lin Yu learned the Nine Yang Manual, everyone was clearly waiting to see him roam the martial world and dominate, but because I had put it off for too long and was only focused on filling in the plot holes, I glossed over this highlight and directly arranged for him to go to Youhuang Valley for plastic surgery! Haha~ Now, thinking about it, it's both laughable and pathetic. No wonder readers left; such an obvious mistake made the failure entirely justified. I really let everyone down! There are many similar regrets in the book, which I won't list one by one. In the past few days, I've been writing the complete story of Lin Yu's debut, adding a significant amount of words. Due to work commitments, I didn't have time to adjust and replace each chapter individually, so I had to integrate the content into chapters 13-18, resulting in these chapters being rather long, which may affect the reading experience. Please bear with me. However, it's gratifying that, as my first novel, even with mediocre traffic, I managed to maintain a consistent update schedule and a clean ending, giving this creative experience a complete conclusion. These past few days, I've also been reflecting on whether I can truly make a living as a writer. Currently, it seems likely that full-time writing would lead to financial ruin, haha. But I genuinely love telling stories, even if there's only one listener. In the future, I'll be an amateur writer, not bound by data, and continue to explore the world of words. I've decided not to revise some of the book's flaws. Let these regrets remain as a record of my growth from a novice author. Although this book didn't bring in any royalties, I gained far more than I imagined: First, I've met all of you dear readers. Every word of encouragement from you is my greatest motivation to keep going. Second, I've grown personally—writing truly requires a lot of practice. My writing style in the later parts is much smoother and more mature than in the earlier ones. Looking back at my earlier work now, I can immediately spot the problems, which is the most tangible progress. Third, I've become familiar with the platform's rules and identified my weaknesses. I believe my second novel will show significant improvement. I know how big the gap is between myself and the masters. I will continue to study the rankings, hone my writing skills, and accumulate experience to live up to everyone's trust and encouragement. Finally, I want to thank all my friends who have supported me again! The journey is long, the story is not over, see you in the next work! [Bookshelf added]

19. 19 前 Memories of a Past Life: I’m Actually Yinggu from The Legend of the Condor Heroes! 前世记忆：我竟是射雕瑛姑！ Moonlight Foot Soldier月光小卒Female-Channel Fanfiction12k WordsCompleted Memories of my past life: I was Auntie Ying from The Legend of the Condor Heroes?! 55Reads—Score—Shelves
20. 20 穿 Reborn as Wang Yuyan, I Write the Second Half of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer 穿成王语嫣，写下半部笑傲江湖 Moonlight Foot Soldier月光小卒Female-Channel Fanfiction19k WordsCompleted Reborn as Wang Yuyan, I Wrote the Second Half of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer 166Reads—Score—Shelves
21. 21 梦 Dreaming of the Condor Heroes, I Master the Sunflower Manual 梦回射雕，我练会葵花宝典 Moonlight Foot Soldier月光小卒Male-Channel Fanfiction19k WordsCompleted I Dreamed of the Condor Heroes and Mastered the Sunflower Manual 326Reads—Score—Shelves
22. 22 网 The Online Game’s Main God War 网游主神之战 Evergreen Greens长青菜菜Sports512k WordsCompleted The virtual world is a truly complicated paradox. It reflects our most genuine feelings: friendship, trust, reliance, passion, glory... But it also magnifies the darkest sides of human nature: greed, deceit, betrayal, disregard for the rules, and the desire for shortcuts... It has a side so beautiful that it lets people experience passions and bonds rarely found in real life. But it can also deliver the cruelest blows, leaving people who've poured countless hours and all their heart into it to w 298Reads—Score—Shelves

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    I recommend reading this book.

23. 23 四 The Four Virtues: An AI's Growth Diary 四有AI成长日记 Moonlight Foot Soldier月光小卒12k WordsCompleted Four Traits: An AI's Growth Diary 15Reads—Score—Shelves

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    …Over the next few days, Lin Yu focused on instructing his disciples in martial arts, using this to alleviate his longing for his lost love. Except for the two youngest who were still somewhat naive, the rest of his disciples progressed rapidly. Lin Yu thought that he had already imparted a great deal of martial arts essence over the past few days, enough for them to digest in a focused manner. He decided against rushing things and stopped, letting them practice on their own. He also instructed his senior brothers and sisters to give more guidance to his two junior sisters, and then he himself had some free time. However, the lingering attachment in his heart hadn't been completely dispelled. How should he deal with it next? Lin Yu suddenly remembered that among the large box of martial arts manuals he had obtained from Zhu Changling's house, besides the Ying Gu Notes, Iron Palm Divine Skill, and One-Finger Divine Skill, there was also a set of Zhu family's inherited martial arts—"One-Finger Divine Skill: Judge's Brush Technique." A thought struck him: Why not practice calligraphy? This set of Zhu family judge's brush techniques was a direct disciple of Master Yideng, and Zhu family ancestor Zhu Ziliu evolved it from One-Finger Divine Skill. By incorporating acupressure techniques into the Judge's Pen technique, one doesn't need to expend excessive energy cultivating finger strength; the essence of One-Finger Divine Skill can be unleashed solely with the Judge's Pen. Later, it was combined with calligraphy, hence the name "One-Finger Divine Skill: Judge's Pen Technique," which is quite unique. Following the strokes, each Chinese character, even each individual stroke, can be transformed into a refined technique. Lin Yu had previously seen it and found it impressive, but due to his numerous other martial arts skills, he had no time to practice it. Now, he realized that practicing calligraphy could calm his mind when he was troubled, making this skill quite suitable for his current situation. Moreover, the discussion within the One-Finger Divine Skill: Judge's Pen Technique regarding the connection between calligraphy and martial arts also greatly interested him. The book states: "Calligraphy and martial arts seem unrelated, but in reality, they share a common principle. When calligraphy is practiced to a high level, even a soft brush can penetrate the paper and penetrate deeply into the wood. Many people consider this empty talk, but this is because they do not understand its profound mystery. Martial arts emphasizes that power originates from the ground, concentrating the body's strength into a single point for explosive release. When releasing power, both feet must push off the ground, using the rebound force to transmit through the legs to the waist, back, shoulders, arms, and wrists, ultimately exploding at the fingertips. Among these, the waist is particularly crucial; as the boxing manual says, 'Its root is in the feet, it originates in the legs, it is controlled by the waist, and it manifests in the fingers.' Calligraphy is the opposite. Beginners often feel fatigue in their hands and arms, only achieving some success when their waist feels fatigued; if they can practice until even their toes feel tired, they have considerable skill. Then, from fatigue to no fatigue, one can begin to appreciate the wonder of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, where the power penetrates the paper and penetrates deeply into the wood." Lin Yu pondered this statement and found it quite interesting, recalling an anecdote. In *The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber*, it is recorded that on Zhang Sanfeng's 90th birthday, he was troubled because his third disciple, Yu Daiyan, had been crippled by A San, a master from the Ruyang Prince's mansion. He then practiced calligraphy to express his feelings. Zhang Cuishan, peeking through the window, saw his master first write the *Letter of Mourning*, and then add the twenty-four characters: "The supreme martial arts weapon, the Dragon Saber, commands the world, none dare disobey; without the Heaven Sword, who can contend?" The strokes gradually expanded with his emotions, growing larger and larger. Zhang Cuishan even gleaned a powerful martial art from it, wielding the Judge's Pen with immense power. Recalling this story, Lin Yu became even more interested in the combination of calligraphy and martial arts: "I never imagined that these two, one literary and the other martial, one orthodox and the other reversed, seemingly unrelated, would actually have so many similarities in terms of moves and the application of strength. No wonder calligraphers often live long lives; practicing calligraphy is actually equivalent to practicing boxing! It's truly incredible." So every day, he practiced calligraphy with great enthusiasm. However, he didn't use a brush and ink, but only his hands, using his fingers instead of a brush, writing in the air. This action gradually became a unique sight on Bright Peak. Every morning, the people on Bright Peak could see their leader, Lin Yu, standing in the martial arts training ground. Although it was said to be practicing boxing, it was not like ordinary boxing routines; he only gestured in the air with his fingers. Although it was said to be writing, it was accompanied by footwork, darting and turning, with the rhythm of profound martial arts flowing from his fingertips. The followers were secretly amazed that their leader's skills had reached such a level; even a casual gesture was a peerless martial art. Thus, watching Lin Yu practice calligraphy remotely every morning became a grand event at Bright Peak. Not only did his disciples eagerly watch, but the members of the Ming Cult also gathered around to observe. Except for the blind Xie Xun, all the high-ranking members of the Ming Cult were present, including Zhao Min and the four civil officials left behind at the main altar—Li Shanchang, Liu Ji, Zhu Sheng, and Song Lian—who often stopped to watch. These four scholars, in particular, though ignorant of martial arts, were all refined calligraphers, watching with rapt attention, occasionally whispering among themselves, discussing brushstrokes and their meaning, all with excited expressions. With each day's practice, Lin Yu gradually improved, his finger movements becoming increasingly exquisite, and his understanding of the One-Yang Finger Calligraphy deepening. He secretly praised its power: "The world has so many Chinese characters; by practicing like this, every stroke, every character can be transformed into a martial art. The intricacies are truly unfathomable, and the potential is limitless!" Perhaps it was only because the Zhu family had not produced a top master that this martial art remained unknown, almost buried in obscurity. Fortunately, he had unearthed it by chance. That morning, he was in particularly high spirits, first writing the five thousand words of the *Tao Te Ching*, then the *Huang Ting Jing*. His fingers danced across the paper, gradually entering a state of absorption, writing from the first light of dawn until nearly midday. More and more onlookers gathered, all captivated by the sight. Lin Yu's fingertips hovered, his mind focused on the air. He began by writing left and right "dots," then his fingertips suddenly plunged downwards, the force concentrated like a falling stone, echoing left and right, much like the "Zan" technique in the One-Finger Divine Skill, where power bursts forth from the fingertips, specifically targeting the opponent's acupoints such as Tanzhong, Juque, and Qimen. Then, his body swayed, his fingertips leaving a trail of afterimages as he wrote two horizontal strokes, the short horizontals like a light sword grazing the throat, his wrist turning with a gust of wind—the "sweeping" motion of the Judge's Pen. The long horizontal stroke requires a relaxed shoulder and dropped elbow, with power originating from the waist and abdomen, flowing upwards to the fingertips. The movement is stable yet contains immense force, like a whip striking, ending with a slight upward flick, seemingly able to deflect the incoming force. Finally, the middle vertical stroke, like a pillar supporting the sky, plunges straight down at the fingertips, subtly echoing the "chopping" force of Iron Palm Kung Fu, exerting power from top to bottom. If the opponent raises their arm to block, the "suspended needle" ending of this vertical stroke can be used to change tactics, striking the wrist pulse point. Thus, the regular script character "" (half) leaps into the air. He was immersed in the correspondence between the strokes and martial arts moves, completely forgetting himself. He gradually discovered that indeed, the beginning, development, transition, and conclusion of each Chinese character subtly corresponded to the circulation of internal energy and the exertion of limbs. For example, the left-falling stroke of the character "" (knife) is like a strike, the horizontal hook like a horizontal slash; the dot of the character "" (sword) is like a straight thrust, the vertical hook like a chopping… Suddenly, he switched to cursive script, his fingertips moving like dragons: the long stroke of the character "" required twisting his waist and shoulders, the fingertips sweeping out diagonally, like a soft sword coiling around the finger, capable of entangled and disarming the opponent's weapon; while the downward stroke required exerting force against the flow, like a heavy hammer pounding earth, the force suddenly increasing as the finger landed. This "three twists and turns" movement was precisely the triple change of dissipating force, accumulating force, and releasing force, capable of breaking through fierce fist techniques. Finally, he finished with the character "" in clerical script. The last stroke, the hook, required sinking the elbow and accumulating power, like a fully drawn bow, until the bend reached its limit, the fingertips suddenly shooting out. This "hook" force was like a hidden arrow suddenly shot, specifically targeting the opponent's joint gaps, similar in effect to the "returning spear" of the "Yang Family Spear Technique". Between the rise and fall of his fingertips, it seemed as if invisible techniques flowed in the air, perfectly integrated with his overall aura. When Lin Yu calmly finished his movements, he realized that the martial arts arena was already surrounded by people, yet completely silent. Among the crowd, a minor Ming Cult leader, whose martial arts were slightly inferior, couldn't fully grasp the intricacies of the movements, but he found the leader's "fist technique" fluid and captivating. Seeing Lin Yu finish his stance, he thought, "The leader has stopped. Although I don't quite understand it myself, seeing how engrossed Vice Leader Yin and the others are, the leader's demonstration must be a top-tier, unparalleled martial art. I should at least show my support!" So he wanted to applaud and cheer. But before he could speak, his quick-witted companion covered his mouth and pulled him aside. His companion made a "shh" gesture, indicating he should look around. He turned his head and saw that everyone around him was either frowning in thought or looking enlightened, all immersed in their recent insights and not yet recovered. Startled, he quickly covered his mouth, barely daring to breathe, and secretly glanced at everyone's expressions. Zhao Min, Vice Leader Yin Tianzheng, the two envoys Yang Xiao and Fan Yao, and Zhou Yunhe and his wife, all had their eyes slightly closed, still savoring the martial arts principles in the leader's gestures and brushstrokes. Zhang Wuji also stood there, his eyes shining, clearly having gained a lot. Only a few young female disciples seemed to understand, but were infected by the atmosphere around them, holding their breath and looking around intently, not daring to make a sound. Yin Tianzheng was the first to recover, suddenly opening his eyes, a sharp glint in them. He raised his right hand, using his palm as a brush, and wrote the character "" (power) in the air. With a slight drop in his shoulders and elbows, he infused the powerful force of Eagle Claw Kung Fu into the stroke. At the end, a twist of his waist and abdomen released a sudden gust of wind from his palm, startling the followers around him who quietly took a half-step back. He stroked his beard and laughed, "Wonderful! Wonderful! The way of calligraphy and martial arts, Master, can actually be integrated with my Eagle Claw Kung Fu! From now on, the martial arts of my Ming Cult will have another path to advancement!" Yang Xiao and Fan Yao also awoke one after the other, exchanging a glance, both seeing deep shock in each other's eyes. Yang Xiao had previously been studying the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, but always felt a stagnation in the flow of energy. Now, recalling Lin Yu's twisting waist and turning shoulders when writing the cursive character "," he suddenly realized: "So, energy doesn't have to be forced out blindly. Like the 'three twists and turns' of a downward stroke, releasing force before accumulating it, can actually break through all the force!" Fan Yao recalled the dynamic and expressive strokes of Lin Yu writing the character "sword" earlier, especially the final vertical hook, which was full of profound mystery. He murmured, "I've practiced the moves of the Judge's Pen before, but I never thought it could be combined with calligraphy strokes. This move combines the skill of acupoint striking with the power of a weapon—it's simply amazing!" Then Zhang Wuji excitedly ran over, "Master, just now when you wrote 'The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao' from the Tao Te Ching, the brushstrokes of that character 'Tao' made me feel the rhythm of internal energy flow, and I grasped the essence of using pure Yang internal energy to propel the Seven Injury Fist. Some of the stumbling blocks I encountered when practicing the fist before suddenly became clear." "... As for Lin Yu himself, he naturally benefited the most. Although he was originally a master of martial arts, he was not skilled in calligraphy. Unexpectedly, after practicing calligraphy for only a few days, he had grasped the key to the connection between calligraphy and martial arts. Not only did his martial arts improve greatly, but his calligraphy also became extraordinary, making him a master calligrapher overnight. Even more amazing were the four civil officials, including Li Shanchang. They were so engrossed that they unconsciously imitated Lin Yu's finger gestures, drawing lines in the air. Previously, Lin Yu had taught them the basic mental techniques of the Nine Yang Divine Skill. Originally, he only did so out of pity for their weak constitution and fear that the cold weather at the headquarters might harm their health, hoping that they could strengthen their bodies and resist the frost. Unexpectedly, these four were already very learned and had a deep foundation in calligraphy. Today, witnessing this amazing scene of "integrating martial arts into calligraphy," they suddenly had a breakthrough and vaguely grasped the common principle between calligraphy and martial arts. Several years later, these four scholars actually studied what they had learned that day day and night." Furthermore, having mastered the basic techniques of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, each of them possessed formidable martial arts skills. Li Shanchang excelled in regular script calligraphy, his fist techniques were steady and powerful, and ordinary early-stage second-rate masters couldn't even get close to him. Liu Ji preferred running script calligraphy, his claw techniques were agile and graceful, and he was skilled at disarming opponents, earning him a reputation in the martial arts world and the nickname "Master of Disarming." Song Lian specialized in clerical script calligraphy, his palm techniques were heavy and powerful, instantly felling those struck. On one occasion, when martial arts villains attacked, Song Lian, with only a brush and his iron palms, subdued three second-rate masters. This became a legendary tale, earning him the title of "Deadly Scholar" among the outlaws. However, the most formidable among them was Zhu Sheng. Because he already possessed the deepest skill in calligraphy and was willing to work hard, practicing calligraphy daily, cultivating the Nine Yang Divine Skill, and recalling the essence of Lin Yu's calligraphy, he unknowingly broke through to the peak of the second-rate level. The other three were no match for him, only their reputation in the martial arts world remained unknown. Never underestimate the peak of the second-rate realm. The martial world is vast, seemingly teeming with masters, but in reality, only a handful can truly reach the first-rate level. Even Lin Yu, who transmigrated and used Monkey Wine combined with the "Mysterious Heaven Change" mental technique to cultivate a large number of first-rate and even top-tier masters for the Ming Cult and the Beggars' Sect, making the first-rate realm seem much cheaper, still doesn't amount to more than a hundred first-rate masters in the entire martial world. As for second-rate masters, they are already the backbone of major sects. An ordinary sect with one or two early-stage second-rate masters is enough to dominate a region. As for the peak of the second-rate, they are basically capable of founding their own sect. Zhu Sheng, a mere scholar, reached this level solely through martial arts techniques he gleaned from observing calligraphy, supplemented by the introductory mental technique of the Nine Yang Divine Skill. Such comprehension and opportunity are rare even in the entire history of the martial world. Later, those who knew about it came to Zhu Sheng seeking martial arts instruction. Zhu Sheng just smiled and pointed to the brush and ink on the table: "My skills all come from calligraphy." "If you want to practice, you must first write the characters well, and then understand the principle of 'the force penetrates the paper,' and then you will have entered the door." The visitor was a rough, uncultured man who knew nothing of calligraphy and hated writing. Hearing this, he could only leave dejectedly. Meanwhile, having immersed himself in calligraphy practice for days, his brushstrokes flowed like dragons and snakes, the strength of his fingertips and the flow of his mind gradually becoming one. In Lin Yu's heart, his longing for Ye Bin, like faint ink spreading on rice paper, slowly faded with each stroke. He began to ponder the matter of breaking through to the Yuan Tai realm. This realm required condensing essence, energy, spirit, and spiritual power into a chaotic Yuan Tai, a watershed between mortals and immortals. It concerned whether he could successfully condense his Nascent Soul in the future, and he couldn't afford to be careless. Recalling his own experiences, from his soul transmigrating into the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, to saving the Fire Dragon, capturing Cheng Kun, supporting the Beggars' Sect, taking charge of the Ming Cult, healing Qian Ye, protecting Cui Shan, protecting Yin Li… ​​even throwing himself into the revolution and leading his troops against the Yuan, each and every one of these events was intertwined with countless causes and effects. Like a dense net binding him, it tightened his heart. "I have too many karmic ties and am too deeply connected to worldly fortune. Although I have now overcome the tribulation of love, I fear that the path to enlightenment will still be fraught with obstacles." Just as Lin Yu was pondering how to be more cautious, Er Xuan suddenly approached. Lin Yu noticed that although Mu Xuan had broken through to the late stage of the Swordsman realm, his aura was somewhat restless, clearly indicating an unstable foundation. A thought struck him, and he suddenly remembered a place… Dear readers: Hello everyone! This is my first novel, and today I'm finally saying goodbye to everyone! When I first started writing, my initial intention was very simple—I wanted to fill in the "golden pits" left by Mr. Jin Yong and Mr. Huanzhu Louzhu. As a sailor, the days at sea are long and monotonous. Initially, I just wrote for fun because I was bored and had no intention of publishing, let alone deliberately crafting a story. I wrote a few lines when I felt like it, and then put it aside for a long time when I was busy. Over two or three years, I accumulated over 300,000 words. While rereading, I felt that some of my ideas for filling in the plot holes were quite creative, so I thought I'd share them. Thus, with some trepidation, I came to Tomato. After more than three months, I've written over 600,000 words, finally bringing it to a successful conclusion! Well, let's just call it a happy ending for now. Here, I sincerely thank every friend who has accompanied me this far! Without your support and understanding, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to persevere on this creative journey. I've always cherished this sentiment in my heart. To be honest, as a newcomer with no writing experience, I failed to tell the story well and made many irreparable mistakes, resulting in the book's disappointing sales figures. Near the end, I went back to review it, and I discovered a crucial problem after only hearing the first dozen or so chapters: After Lin Yu learned the Nine Yang Manual, everyone was clearly waiting to see him roam the martial world and dominate, but because I had put it off for too long and was only focused on filling in the plot holes, I glossed over this highlight and directly arranged for him to go to Youhuang Valley for plastic surgery, haha! Now, thinking about it, it's both funny and sad. No wonder readers left; such an obvious mistake made the book's failure entirely justified. I really let everyone down! There are many similar regrets in the book, but I won't list them all. In the past few days, I've been writing the complete story of Lin Yu's debut, adding a significant amount of words. Due to work commitments, I haven't had time to adjust and replace each chapter individually, so I've had to integrate the content into chapters 13-18, resulting in these chapters being rather long and potentially affecting the reading experience. Please bear with me. However, I'm gratified that, as my first novel, even with mediocre traffic, I managed to maintain a consistent update schedule and a clean ending, giving this creative experience a complete conclusion. These past few days, I've also been reflecting on whether I can truly make a living as a writer. Currently, it seems likely that full-time writing would lead to financial ruin, haha. But I genuinely love telling stories, even if there's only one listener. In the future, I'll be an amateur writer, not bound by data, and continue to explore the world of words. I've decided not to revise some of the book's flaws. Let these regrets remain as a record of my growth from a novice author. Although this book didn't bring in any royalties, I gained far more than I imagined: First, I've met all of you dear readers. Every word of encouragement from you is my greatest motivation to keep going. Second, I've grown personally—writing definitely requires a lot of practice. My writing style in the later parts is much smoother and more mature than in the earlier ones. Looking back at my earlier work now, I can immediately spot the problems, which is the most tangible progress. Third, I've become familiar with the platform's rules and identified my weaknesses. I believe my second novel will show significant improvement. I know how big the gap is between myself and the masters. I will continue to study the rankings, hone my writing skills, and accumulate experience to live up to everyone's trust and encouragement. Finally, I want to thank all my friends who have supported me again! The journey is long, the story is not over, see you in the next work! [I also highly recommend it!]

24. 24 十 Ten Years of Frost: In the End, Even Fate Was Hard to Defy 十载寒霜：终是难敌天命 The Flowers Bloomed in My Friend's Hometown朋友故乡的花开了Xianxia1.3M WordsOngoing (Male-oriented, xuanhuan, immortal cultivation, xianxia, wuxia, sword cultivator, slow burn, heart-wrenching, multiple female leads, war) He was once the Crown Prince of the Xiaoyao Kingdom, and also the fiancé Shangguan Baili had waited ten years for. On the day his kingdom fell, his face was disfigured and he was left on the brink of death. Shangguan Baili saved him with her own hands. But she failed to recognize the man before her. Taking him for a lowly good-for-nothing with nowhere to go, s 7.4kReads9.3Score716Shelves

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    I bet you'll never guess the ending. When the last word falls, you'll understand what true "unresolved feelings" and "unavoidable fate" really mean.

25. 25 没EN There's Always Someone More Cautious 没有最苟的只有更苟的 The Flowers Bloomed in My Friend's Hometown朋友故乡的花开了Eastern Fantasy2.4M WordsCompleted What is an immortal? What is a demon? What is righteous? What is evil? It all comes down to what the victors say! With absolute power, no matter how cunning your schemes, how brilliant your plans, how overwhelming your fortune, whether you are Heaven’s favored child or blessed with one opportunity after another, you can still only be crushed… Qin Fusu of the Great Qin Dynasty had been its crown prince since childhood. As the saying goes, a man of great wealth should not sit beneath a dangerous r 6.5kReads9.0Score477Shelves
26. 26 檐 Rain Beneath the Eaves: Some Loves Can Only Reunite in the Rain 檐下雨，有些爱，只能在雨里重逢 The Flowers Bloomed in My Friend's Hometown朋友故乡的花开了8k WordsCompleted Rain Beneath the Eaves: Some Loves Can Only Reunite in the Rain 591Reads—Score—Shelves
27. 27 噬 Life-Eating Firefly 噬命萤 The Flowers Bloomed in My Friend's Hometown朋友故乡的花开了14k WordsCompleted Life-Devouring Firefly 355Reads—Score—Shelves
28. 28 进 Attack on Titan! 进击的巨人！ Ten-Day Pact十日誓约Male-Channel Fanfiction6k WordsCompleted Attack on Titan! 331Reads—Score—Shelves
29. 29 火 Naruto: Six Paths Naruto Wins Sakura Back, While Hinata Shakes Konoha as His First Wife 火影：六道鸣人抢回小樱，雏田为正妻震木叶 Sleepyhead Baby瞌睡虫宝宝Male-Channel Fanfiction12k WordsCompleted Naruto: Six Paths Naruto Wins Sakura Back, While Hinata Shakes Up Konoha as His One True Wife 107Reads—Score—Shelves
30. 30 火 Naruto: I Defy the Heavens for Tsunade, and My Six Paths Golden Body Rejects Every Beauty 火影：为纲手逆天下，我六道金身拒尽红颜 Sleepyhead Baby瞌睡虫宝宝Male-Channel Fanfiction12k WordsCompleted Naruto: I Defy Heaven for Tsunade, and My Six Paths Golden Body Rejects Every Beauty 183Reads—Score—Shelves
31. 31 家 My Family's Pressuring Me to Marry? I'll Bring Home a Northeast Bride Instead! 家里催婚？我反手带了个东北媳妇回家！ Ten-Day Pact十日誓约17k WordsCompleted Your family pressuring you to marry? I’ll turn around and bring home a wife from Northeast China! 27Reads—Score—Shelves
32. 32 东 Tokyo: From the Start, I Save a Kimono-Clad Beauty and Win Over All of Tokyo 东京：开局救下和服美人，我熟韵满东京 Ten-Day Pact十日誓约17k WordsCompleted Tokyo: From the Start, I Save a Beauty in a Kimono and Become a Master of Mature Charms Across Tokyo 32Reads—Score—Shelves
33. 33 惊 A Bone of Startling Grace 惊鸿骨 Ten-Day Pact十日誓约Male-Channel Fanfiction10k WordsCompleted The Stunning Bone 52Reads—Score—Shelves
34. 34 全 The Whole Village Calls Me a Lazy Wife, but My Hunter Husband Flirts with Me Every Night 《全村笑我懒汉媳，猎户夫君夜夜撩》 Sleepyhead Baby瞌睡虫宝宝Ancient Romance8k WordsCompleted The Whole Village Calls Me a Lazy Wife, but My Hunter Husband Flirts with Me Every Night 184Reads—Score—Shelves
35. 35 荆 Thorny Nun: Father, Don't Look Back. Leave the Three Thousand Rioters Outside to Me! 荆棘修女：神父，别回头，外面那三千暴徒交给我！ Chongqing and Sichuan Spicy Girl川渝辣妹子12k WordsCompleted Thorn Nun: Father, Don't Look Back. Leave the Three Thousand Rioters Outside to Me! 67Reads—Score—Shelves
36. 36 咒 Jujutsu Kaisen: Rewriting Causality, I Turned the Shibuya Deadlock on Its Head 咒术回战：因果逆写，我掀翻了涉谷死局 Chongqing and Sichuan Spicy Girl川渝辣妹子Male-Channel Fanfiction11k WordsCompleted Jujutsu Kaisen: Rewriting Cause and Effect, I Turned Shibuya's Deadly Fate Upside Down 23Reads—Score—Shelves
37. 37 禁 Forbidden Zone Heartbeat 禁区心动 Sleepyhead Baby瞌睡虫宝宝8k WordsCompleted A Heart Stirred in the Forbidden Zone 69Reads—Score—Shelves
38. 38 东 Drowning in Tokyo's Shadows: His Lips Stained with Neon and Sin 东京暗溺：他的唇，染着霓虹与罪 Sleepyhead Baby瞌睡虫宝宝10k WordsCompleted Tokyo’s Dark Descent: His Lips Stained with Neon and Sin 20Reads—Score—Shelves
39. 39 关 Fierce Snow in Guandong 关东烈雪 Sleepyhead Baby瞌睡虫宝宝Marriage & Romance8k WordsCompleted Fierce Snowfall in Kanto 4Reads—Score—Shelves
40. 40 炽 Blazing Wilds Forbidden Zone: The Beautiful and Dashing Senior 《炽野禁区：学姐她美又飒》 Sleepyhead Baby瞌睡虫宝宝8k WordsCompleted Blazing Wilderness Forbidden Zone: The Senior Is Beautiful and Daring 5Reads—Score—Shelves
41. 41 梧 Ashes of the Parasol Tree: The Evening Breeze Can't Reach an Old Flame 梧桐烬：晚风不渡旧情人 Sleepyhead Baby瞌睡虫宝宝7k WordsCompleted Ashes of the Wutong: The Evening Breeze Cannot Carry an Old Flame 8Reads—Score—Shelves
42. 42 民 A Strange Sacrifice in Republican-Era China: Bloodshed at the Opera House, Ghosts Slaughtering Evil, Ten Thousand Souls Returning to the Abyss 民国诡祭：戏楼血煞·群鬼屠邪·万魂归墟 Sleepyhead Baby瞌睡虫宝宝9k WordsCompleted Republic-Era Occult Sacrifice: Bloodshed in the Opera House, a Host of Vengeful Ghosts Slaughtering Evil, Ten Thousand Souls Returning to the Abyss 2Reads—Score—Shelves
43. 43 六 Six Paths Naruto: I Unified the Ninja World and Built a Harem of Goddesses 六道鸣人：统一忍界，我建了个女神后宫 Sleepyhead Baby瞌睡虫宝宝Male-Channel Fanfiction10k WordsCompleted Six Paths Naruto: I Unified the Ninja World and Built a Harem of Goddesses 1Reads—Score—Shelves
44. 44 热 Legend of Mir: The Dragon Era 热血传奇：天龙纪元 Author Kung Pao Chicken作者宫保鸡丁Sports2.0M WordsCompleted Lin Xiao was an ordinary person from an ordinary world. After an accident, he transmigrated into a thrilling, legendary world full of danger. Unknown threats and challenges lurked everywhere. New to this strange world, Lin Xiao struggled to find his footing. But fate can turn in an instant. He met like-minded companions, including Su Li and Nuoxue. Fighting side by side and growing stronger together, they gradually conceived a bold idea: to establish the Longyuan Star Alliance. Through everyon 236Reads9.5Score—Shelves

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45. 45 热 The Path to Taming Demons in the Zuma Continent 热血传奇：祖玛大陆的训魔之路 Author Kung Pao Chicken作者宫保鸡丁Sports1.5M WordsCompleted Lin Xiao is the quintessential rich second-generation heir, usually idle and carefree, with a passion for immersing himself in Legend of Mir. His father chairs a publicly listed conglomerate, and his mother is also a successful businesswoman. But the powerful Wang family of the capital sets its sights on the Lin family's business. Old Master Wang holds a high-ranking national post, and the family's heir apparent, Wang Jingyu, colludes with local officials to maliciously undermine the Lins so he 14Reads7.6Score—Shelves
46. 46 蜀 Shushan: The Legend of the Azure Sky Sword Immortal 蜀山：青冥剑仙传 Lin Yixuan林逸萱Eastern Fantasy331k WordsOngoing In the world of Shu Mountain, an orphan who gathers herbs lives on Mount Qingcheng. From the start, all he has is a battered iron sword: At the Qi Refining stage, the iron sword is transformed, and he turns the tables on pursuers from Mount Wutai. At the Golden Core stage, he obtains a Seven Cultivation Sword and battles Emei to the bitter end. Then comes the Loose Immortal tribulation, as the forty-nine heavenly trials descend and all of Emei attacks! With the vast azure firmament protecting hi 1Reads—Score—Shelves

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