Please Recommend Books Where Studying the Daoist Scriptures Leads to Innate Mastery of Their Mysteries 求通读道经，妙法自成一类的书

1. 251 坟 I Set a Stool by the Grave and Overheard the Wrong Gossip, Then Slapped Him Across the Face 坟前摆凳吃错瓜，反手给他一嘴巴 Luo Xiaoyao骆小妖Modern Romance1.5M WordsOngoing [No Romance + Metaphysics + Supernatural + Satisfying Revenge + Lighthearted + Playing the Fool to Catch the Enemy Off Guard] Jiang Nanshu, the only child at Changqing Temple, went down the mountain to earn a living after the college entrance exams. Penniless, she discovered that a funeral home was hiring night watchmen for 800 yuan a night. The only requirement was an exceptionally strong birth chart. Jiang Nanshu eagerly raised her hand. “Me, me, me!” Even if a corpse rose in the middle of 22.7kReads9.3Score2.4kShelves
2. 252 西 Journey to the West: Becoming Taishang Laojun’s Disciple from the Start 西游：开局拜师太上老君 Yisi Yiyou Guiwei乙巳乙酉癸未Eastern Fantasy305k WordsOngoing [Pure Journey to the West] + [Cultivation] + [Longevity] + [Golden Core] + [Traditional Xianxia] The Great Dao is found only after the heart has died; this body was mistakenly born into the world. Han Qing transmigrates to the Spring and Autumn period and becomes a member of the Han clan of Jin. By a twist of fate, he is appointed guardian of Hangu Pass, befriends Yin Xi, and witnesses Laozi’s departure through the pass to the west. He chooses to become Laozi’s disciple, seeking the Dao of Longe 1.5kReads9.3Score100Shelves

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3. 253 修 Cultivation: From the Start, I'm a Blind Beggar 修仙：开局是个瞎眼乞丐 Old Fish in the Pit坑中的老鱼Eastern Fantasy2.3M WordsCompleted Chen Xia had it rough from the start: he was a blind, lame, hunchbacked old beggar. At sixty, he broke free of the mystery of his previous life and embarked on the path of cultivation. Nothing went his way, and after using an evil technique to return to infancy, he finally saw a glimmer of hope. He thought he was following the righteous path of an immortal sect, but he had become entangled in many karmic debts tied to the demonic path. It’s truly hard to say how things will end. 44.2kReads8.2Score5.5kShelves
4. 254 心 The Bridge of Hearts: A Family's Journey of Transformation 心桥：家庭的蝶变之旅 Yuan Hong, Who Loves Crisp Vegetables爱吃爽口菜笋的袁弘Urban7k WordsCompleted Bridge of Hearts: A Family’s Transformation 1Reads—Score—Shelves

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5. 255 少 The Young Swordsman's Shadow: Lin Feng's Chivalrous Quest 少年剑影：林风的侠义征程 Yuan Hong, Who Loves Crisp Vegetables爱吃爽口菜笋的袁弘Ancient Romance6k WordsCompleted A Young Swordsman’s Shadow: Lin Feng’s Chivalrous Journey 1Reads—Score—Shelves
6. 256 青 The Aspirations of a Youth from Qingyan, Pursuing the Sword and Finding His True Heart 青岩少年志，逐剑悟真心 Yuan Hong, Who Loves Crisp Vegetables爱吃爽口菜笋的袁弘Historical14k WordsCompleted A Young Man of Qingyan, Pursuing the Sword and Discovering His True Heart —Reads—Score—Shelves
7. 257 林 Lin Yu's Chivalrous Journey Through the Martial World 林羽的江湖侠义路 Yuan Hong, Who Loves Crisp Vegetables爱吃爽口菜笋的袁弘Ancient Romance6k WordsCompleted Lin Yu's Chivalrous Journey Through the Martial World —Reads—Score—Shelves
8. 258 市 Immortals Hidden Among the Common Folk 市井藏仙 Flying Flowers in the Fine Rain密雨飞花Eastern Fantasy6.8M WordsOngoing Zhao Mu transmigrates to the Great Jin dynasty and gains the power to grow young again. Whenever one life reaches its end, he returns to his youth, living forever without ever dying. For fifty years, I serve as an official at the entertainment bureau, leisurely watching celebrated courtesans dance and seeing every beauty the world has to offer. I live through the rise and fall of dynasties, watching wise rulers bring peace and foolish emperors plunge the realm into chaos. I roam the rivers and l 73.3kReads8.4Score6.4kShelves

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   A good book recommendation, worth reading.

9. 259 我 I Subdue the Martial World with Poetry 我以诗词镇江湖 Jing Jiu敬酒Eastern Fantasy655k WordsCompleted Someone once asked Xu Jinhuan what the jianghu was, and what made a tale stirring enough to stir the soul. It was Zhao Mingzhao, seeking poetry in the drizzle after dusk, raising a cup of wine and speaking of green leaves thriving and red blossoms fading. It was Jian Shisan, whose name would make every famous sword beneath heaven seem like scrap iron if he had never been born. It was the Buddhist monk whose power grew with every broken precept. It was Lianshan, the devoted Daoist who pursued not 1.7kReads7.1Score135Shelves

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   ① Seeking the Dao, one day transforms into a butterfly, ascending beyond the Dao, above the highest realm. 🎃🔥 ② Forgetting worries, a fleeting glimpse, relieving the suffering of all beings, dispelling human sorrow. 💥💥 ③ Entering the Dao through poetry and swordsmanship. 🎃

10. 260 开EN From the Start, Immortal for Eternity, Laying Low Until the End of Time 开局长生万古，苟到天荒地老 Purple Spirit Wind and Snow紫灵风雪Eastern Fantasy6.1M WordsCompleted [Published in print] [Not a wish-fulfillment story + tranquil daily life + lighthearted humor + no female lead + no tragedy + survival expert] Enter with caution. A longevity story told from the perspective of an immortal, spanning several great eras of cultivation. It begins in an ordinary mountain village, moves into a small domain, and then enters the vast world of cultivation, passing through the eras of flourishing development, golden prosperity, the collapse of the rules, the great dark up 538.9kReads9.7Score71.1kShelves
11. 261 到 In Another World, I Use Taoist Arts to Empty My Enemy's Warehouse 到了异世，我用道术搬空仇人仓库 Ling Ling Qi Xuan泠泠七炫Modern Romance913k WordsCompleted An alternate history setting. Please do not compare this story with real history! Gou Yunshu, a modern Daoist exorcist, was betrayed by her best friend during an exorcism. She was struck down by heavenly retribution, killed by a bolt of lightning. She transmigrated into the body of a young girl in the Great Xia Kingdom of the Republican era and discovered that her grandfather had been captured by the Japanese army. To rescue him, she took her younger siblings, bought a house, and left Laolongtan 1.1kReads—Score—Shelves

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    Awaken the family legacy, empty the enemy's warehouse

12. 262 戒 Abstinence Temple: Starting with a Broken Vow 戒色寺，从破戒开始 CEO AhCEO啊Historical8k WordsCompleted At the Abstinence Temple, starting with breaking the rules 4Reads—Score—Shelves

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    "The Abstinence Temple, Starting with Breaking the Precepts": A master who hadn't touched a woman's hand for eighty years asked me to "think of another way" before he died. --- Key Highlights: • A Last Wish: On his eightieth birthday, the master ate meat for the first time, saying, "It's delicious," and then closed his eyes. I cried twice, and he opened his eyes: "There's still one regret, he hasn't touched a woman's hand for eighty years, think of another way." — This time he truly closed his eyes. This opening, three lines, encapsulates a lifetime. • A Green Hat: The master had a green hat, given to him by Wang Gangdan from the village, who said the master wrote good Spring Festival couplets—but the master couldn't write. I found this hat among the master's belongings and wore it my whole life. When people asked, I said it was the color of spring. • Two Portraits: One was of the girl the master kept hidden his whole life, the paint on her chest worn away; the other was the real person I found at the market, who smiled and told me, "Your master always said 'Too vibrant, don't make the Bodhisattva angry' when he looked at the painting. Actually, it was his own heart beating too loudly." • A Chaotic Chang'an: War, death, cannibalism. I survived using the skills my master taught me—chopping wood, begging for alms, fighting, and killing. I traded an inkstone for food, guarded the city gate with a stick, and remembered someone with a green hat. • A truth: In the end, I understood—my master's regret wasn't never having touched a woman's hand, but lacking the courage to hold it. So what he held was only a green hat, a faded portrait. --- Reading Guide ✓ Warning: No cheat codes, no system, not even a traditional "ending." ✓ Reading Suggestion: Read slowly. Each section is short, but each has something to offer. You can pause when you reach the sentence, "What the Abstinence Temple abstains from is never lust, but lust itself." ✓ Special Note: The green hat here is actually a compliment. You'll understand after reading. --- Personal Review: What moved me most about this piece is how it portrays "regret" as "fulfillment." The master never touched a woman's hand in his life, but his regret was passed on to his disciple. The disciple went down the mountain, found the person in the portrait, and held her hand—holding it for his master. The master wore a green hat his whole life, and the disciple wore it his whole life too—wearing it for him. That's what you call inheritance, isn't it? Not the transmission of scriptures or teachings, but the transmission of an unfinished thought. The writing is clean, like an old monk striking a wooden fish, one strike after another, not sentimental but hitting the mark. "She held my hand tightly, her gaze lingering," "A dog bit a hole in his throat, from which a red fountain gushed," "The green hat trembled slightly in the spring breeze, like a real leaf"—these sentences, one reading isn't enough. I read the ending, the part about watching peonies, three times. The young monk asked where he practiced, he said the Abstinence Temple, the young monk said he'd never heard of it. Yes, gone. But does something gone mean it's no longer there? The wind blew, petals fell all over him. He said he understood. I understood too…

13. 263 雪 Snow Falls on the Boughs, Frost Covers Them All 雪落枝头上满霜 Mr. Xiao Chen先生小陈Martial Arts617k WordsOngoing Daxueping was destined to be anything but peaceful today. Especially at the turn from late autumn to early winter, as the cold northern wind swept tiny flakes of snow across the withered grassland and toward the Crescent Lake, frozen solid. Three young boys, one chance encounter, one narrow escape from death, and a brotherhood that would last a lifetime. 8Reads—Score—Shelves

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    Based on the Ming Dynasty in 1566, this is a martial arts and political intrigue novel... The imperial court and the martial world are inseparable (obsession with immortality, power). The male protagonist's father is the number one person in the world (no arrogance, as safe as can be...). It's an ensemble piece where everyone is the protagonist of their own world (brotherhood, patriotism). The entire main cast is intelligent, not a saint, and decisive in their actions...!

14. 264 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 326Reads—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 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 me 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 say thank you again to all my friends who have supported me! The journey is long, the story is not over, see you in the next work! [Thumbs up]

15. 265 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
16. 266 开 The Splendor of the Kaiyuan Era 开元盛景 Zi Xun子洵Historical729k WordsCompleted [History + political intrigue + Taoism + Tang Dynasty + Kaiyuan era + a touch of fantasy] Li Longji was originally just a concubine-born prince of a deposed emperor, imprisoned deep within the palace from the moment he was born. With a woman disrupting the court, his mother murdered, and the realm in turmoil, all he could see was endless darkness. With the help of Celestial Master Ye Fashan, he boldly rose up in the struggle and successfully restored his father to the throne. He himself was nam 37Reads—Score—Shelves

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    The Great Way flourishes, but human life changes.

17. 267 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
18. 268 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?! 51Reads—Score—Shelves
19. 269 班 Ban Chao: Star Lord of the Western Frontier 班超：镇西星主 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今21k WordsCompleted Ban Chao: Star Lord Who Pacified the West —Reads—Score—Shelves
20. 270 九 The Power of the Chancellor: The Great Qin Dragon Cauldron 九天相权·大秦龙鼎 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今20k WordsCompleted The Nine Heavens' Chancellor's Power: The Dragon Ding of Great Qin —Reads—Score—Shelves
21. 271 九 The Nine Heavens’ Tally of Command: The Biography of Sun Wu 九天兵符：孙武传 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今19k WordsCompleted The Nine Heavens' Military Talisman: The Legend of Sun Wu —Reads—Score—Shelves
22. 272 玄 The Heart of the Han, Book Two: The Bronze Cauldron Emerges, War Engulfs the Three Kingdoms 玄汉文心·第二部 文鼎现世·三国烽烟 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今Male-Channel Fanfiction13k WordsCompleted The Literary Soul of the Mystic Han, Part Two: The Bronze Ding Emerges, Flames of War Engulf the Three Kingdoms —Reads—Score—Shelves
23. 273 玄 The Heart of the Han: The Legend of Lu Jia 玄汉文心.陆贾传奇 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今26k WordsCompleted The Literary Soul of the Mystic Han: The Legend of Lu Jia —Reads—Score—Shelves
24. 274 我 Robes of the Dao, and All Evil Flees! 我，道袍加身，诸邪退避！ The Sky Over Chang'an长安的天Mystery296k WordsCompleted Ye Bugui, who works in the funeral business, unexpectedly gains a mysterious System. From then on, he rules both the human and supernatural worlds. … “Impertinent! What little demon are you, daring to wreak havoc in the human world?” Ye Bugui pulls out his peachwood sword and charges straight in! “What? You want to work for me?” Ye Bugui looks at the thousand-year-old female ghost before him and calmly says, “Start by washing the dishes!” “A ten-thousand-year-old Ghost King?” Ye Bugui sneers an 931Reads8.8Score100Shelves
25. 275 大 Winter Solstice Sacrifice at the Suburban Altar, Year Eighteen of Jinghe, Great Yong 大雍景和十八年·冬至郊天 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今8k WordsCompleted Winter Solstice Sacrifice to Heaven in the Suburbs, Year Eighteen of Jinghe in the Great Yong Dynasty —Reads—Score—Shelves
26. 276 武 The Odd One Out in the Martial World 武侠世界当老六 Do It Yourself and You'll Have Plenty to Eat and Wear自己动手丰衣足食Eastern Fantasy535k WordsOngoing A wuxia world In the martial world, no one is master of their own fate. Lu Renjia accidentally transmigrates into the body of a poor young man named Lu Renjia, in a world where kingdoms, powerful clans, and martial sects all stand intertwined. What path should Lu Renjia take? Huh? What’s this? A cheat? All right! Problem solved. 419Reads6.5Score—Shelves

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    Please take a look at this one, thank you.

27. 277 剑 Zhuangzi, the Sword Immortal: Roaming the Ninth Heaven 剑仙庄子：逍遥九天 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今15k WordsCompleted Sword Immortal Zhuangzi: Carefree Across the Nine Heavens —Reads—Score—Shelves
28. 278 浩 Venerable Lord of the Vastness Sword: Mencius Descends to Earth, His Aura Reaches the Ninth Heaven 浩然剑尊：孟子临凡，气贯九天 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今28k WordsCompleted Sage of the Righteous Sword: Mencius Descends to the Mortal Realm, His Spirit Piercing the Nine Heavens —Reads—Score—Shelves
29. 279 残 The Tang Dynasty in Turmoil: Reforged in the Year of the Fire Horse 残唐鼎沸：丙午再造 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今26k WordsCompleted The Tumultuous Late Tang: Rebuilding in the Year of the Fire Horse —Reads—Score—Shelves
30. 280 天 The Heavenly Secrets: The Life of Guan Lu 天机箓之管辂传 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今13k WordsCompleted The Records of Heaven’s Secrets: The Biography of Guan Lu 2Reads—Score—Shelves
31. 281 一 A Blossom, A Cup of Wine, An Immortal Life 一花一酒一仙人，亦眠亦醉亦长生 Eat a Billion Less少吃亿点Eastern Fantasy1.0M WordsCompleted [This book is also known as The Nine Tales of Peach Blossom Spring] [The print edition of The Nine Tales of Peach Blossom Spring goes on sale at 7 p.m. on November 15!] [Immortality + taking disciples + no female lead + lighthearted comedy, no tearjerkers] When your master serves food, you spin the table; when your master chants a spell, you chatter away. When your master rests, you sing; when your master sleeps in, you bang on a pot. Your master is immortal, but your life is short; your master 198.1kReads9.5Score24.7kShelves

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    Take a look, the words might contain what you're looking for.

32. 282 太 The Marquis of Liu Through the Ages 太玄留侯 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今23k WordsCompleted The Great Mystery and the Marquis of Liu —Reads—Score—Shelves
33. 283 长 Immortal Travel of Longevity 长生仙游 Sleepless at Four in the Morning四更不睡Eastern Fantasy3.1M WordsCompleted An accident brings Chen Changsheng to a world of immortals and martial arts, but he is surrounded by a curse that lets him live only from dawn to dusk. From then on, he comes back to life for just one day every three years, then falls asleep again, trapped in an endless cycle. Yet because of this, immortals from all walks of life mistake him for a sage who has attained the Dao. By a fortunate twist of fate, he embarks on the path of cultivation, searching desperately for a way to break the mayfl 5.7kReads8.9Score779Shelves
34. 284 玄 The Black-Armored Strategist: Cui Hao’s Chronicle 玄甲定天：崔浩谋世录 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今25k WordsCompleted The Black-Armored Strategist Who Settled the Realm: The Chronicles of Cui Hao —Reads—Score—Shelves
35. 285 鄱 The Tale of the Lord of Poyang Lake 鄱阳湖君传 Left-Handed One-Armed Man左断手Eastern Fantasy1.4M WordsCompleted This book has been published. After an unexpected transmigration, Chen Qinghe became a blackfish spirit in Poyang Lake. Though transformed into a demon, Chen Qinghe never forgot his humanity. He rescued people from drowning, gave aid to those in danger, and lived peacefully alongside humans, who came to revere him as the Great King Wuli. But people have their fortunes and misfortunes, and demons have their tribulations. As various factions schemed over Poyang Lake, Chen Qinghe became the first s 22.7kReads9.1Score2kShelves
36. 286 仙 Hidden Among the Immortals: The Life of Tao Hongjing 仙隐：陶弘景传 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今18k WordsCompleted Immortal Seclusion: The Biography of Tao Hongjing 2Reads—Score—Shelves
37. 287 庆 The Invisible Grain of Qingli 庆历无影粮 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今9k WordsCompleted The Shadowless Grain of Qingli —Reads—Score—Shelves
38. 288 长 The Rhapsody of Changmen: Ashes of the Golden Moon 长门赋·金月烬 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今Ancient Romance18k WordsCompleted Ode to the Gate of Longmen: The Golden Moon Burns to Ashes —Reads—Score—Shelves
39. 289 寒 The Poor-Born Female Chancellor: Your Majesty, I Won’t Marry 寒门女相：陛下，臣不嫁人 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今29k WordsCompleted The Common-Born Female Chancellor: Your Majesty, I Will Not Marry —Reads—Score—Shelves
40. 290 万 All Realms Return to the Stars 万境归辰 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今25k WordsCompleted All Realms Return to the Stars 5Reads—Score—Shelves
41. 291 我 I Get Stronger Just by Reading! 我，读书就能变强！ Wu Chengen吾承恩Urban1.2M WordsCompleted Books contain beauties, and books contain golden houses. If someone suddenly told Qin Hongyu that reading could make him stronger, he would surely think they were crazy! But fate works in mysterious ways. By a stroke of luck, he obtained the Divine Reading System, and from then on, reading changed his destiny! Read a single character and earn one RMB; read The Green Satchel Classic and gain the medical skills of a divine doctor; read Bruce Lee's Fighting Method and gain grandmaster-level Chinese 1.6kReads8.0Score118Shelves

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    Reading Taoist scriptures makes one stronger and provides opportunities for trials.

42. 292 道 The Patriarch of Taoism 道家祖师 Bird of the North北国之鸟Mystery3.2M WordsOngoing As the old saying goes, one person shouldn’t enter a temple, and two people shouldn’t peer into a well. One rainy night, I went into a ruined temple all by myself. —Reads—Score—Shelves

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    🍀Taoism originated with Laozi, was enriched by Zhuangzi and Yangzi, and flourished during the Huang-Lao school of thought in the Western Han Dynasty; Taoism began with Zhang Daoling, and its continued existence is due to the contributions of countless sages throughout history! 🍀 ✨️🌟First book: A suspenseful, supernatural world where Taoist magic battles against bloodthirsty ghosts and evil spirits. The writing is excellent, with very good depictions of ghosts and supernatural phenomena. The aesthetic is somewhere between a seasoned writer and a novice. ✨️💫Second book: Also a supernatural story, very engaging and imaginative. However, it's the author's debut work, and while there are some flaws in the early chapters, it's still very good. ✨️🔥Third book: Integrates Taoist thought. Readers interested in Taoist philosophy can check it out.

43. 293 陶 Tao Zhu’s Mystic Strategy: Mastermind of Heaven’s Secrets 陶朱玄略：天机谋主 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今22k WordsCompleted The Tao Zhu Strategy: Mastermind of Heaven's Secrets 5Reads—Score—Shelves
44. 294 神 Divine Numerology: The Secret Scroll of the Supreme Principle 神数衍天：皇极秘卷 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今23k WordsCompleted Divine Numerology Reveals Heaven: The Secret Scroll of the Emperor's Pole 4Reads—Score—Shelves
45. 295 字 Every Word Reveals Prajna 字字见般若 Zi Sujian字苏见Modern Romance182k WordsCompleted He had studied Buddhism for twenty years, recited countless sutras, paid his respects to many masters, and completed all kinds of religious practices. His mind was calmer than before, but the suffering remained. When a friend came to pour out her troubles, he sat across from her, thought for a long time, and couldn't find anything to say. She had been a university lecturer and run a business. She had made money and lost it. Eventually, she realized that the hardest thing wasn't making or losing 519Reads9.2Score420Shelves

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    🧘Having lived half a lifetime and wanting to deeply understand your inner confusion? This book, which slowly analyzes classical short passages, can give you a different philosophical perspective.

46. 296 我 I Am the Xuanhuan World's Supreme Ruler, Exposed by a Nationwide Trial! 我，玄幻主宰，被全民试炼曝光！ Heavenly Soaring Dragon九天翔龙Eastern Fantasy145k WordsOngoing [Invincible] [A Powerful Figure from the Start] (A true powerhouse from the start, with no frantic leveling or playing the pig to eat the tiger. Please bear with it.) After transmigrating into a fantasy world, Su Mu obtains a sect-development System. Over several thousand years, he becomes an unparalleled overlord and establishes the renowned Qingxuan Sacred Domain, an unrivaled power. On Blue Star, the gates to the Myriad Heavens Trials open, giving everyone a chance to transmigrate to worl 9Reads6.4Score—Shelves
47. 297 无 Infinite Trials: The Rise of the Demon Hunter 无限试炼：猎魔者的崛起 A Clockwork Orange9527发条橙9527Anime Fanfiction646k WordsCompleted [Infinite flow + wasteland] A ranger roaming the wilderness, an assassin lurking in the shadows, a sniper striking from a thousand miles away, a demon hunter in a world of chaos... This is the story of an all-around warrior's rise! He travels through one world after another, seizing all kinds of supernatural powers. He wants... freedom and independence on the path to transcendence. He wants... to see the monstrous beasts and demons that have driven humanity to the brink. More than anything, 1.3kReads8.9Score104Shelves
48. 298 藏 The Evening Breeze Hidden in My Heart 藏在心底的晚风 Leisurely Through Past and Present闲中古今27k WordsCompleted The Evening Breeze Hidden in My Heart 2Reads—Score—Shelves
49. 299 我 I Made the Game Descend into Reality 我让游戏降临现实 No One in the World Will Ever Meet Me Again世人千万再难遇我Sports1.2M WordsCompleted [Behind the Scenes / Players / Gaming / No Female Lead] That day, the epoch-making full-dive VR game Land of Seals burst onto the scene, setting off a gaming craze across the world. Its average number of players online topped three billion at one point! But no one knew that one day in the future, everything in the game would descend upon reality! The Tower of Seals, the Legions of the Old Ones, the Doomsday Church… Only Ye Qiu, a reborn person, knew what was coming. But I don’t care, because… “I 22kReads9.1Score1.9kShelves
50. 300 一 Everything Is in the Cards 一切尽在卡牌中 Beneath the Windswept Moon肆风月下Eastern Fantasy2.1M WordsCompleted [A blend of cards and cultivation, spiritual qi revival, futuristic sci-fi, interstellar transmigration, intertwined civilizations, and a power behind the scenes] When Earth's civilization falls and humanity is ruled by an alien civilization, people are divided by their aptitude into upper citizens, citizens, and lower citizens. Xie Rulong is an ordinary crystal card master from the lower district. By chance, he discovers that the spiritual power he awakened ten years ago allows him to travel to 4.5kReads8.8Score531Shelves

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    The Three Thousand Great Daos, if attained, allow one to coexist with the Dao and live forever. All things arise from nothingness and return to nothingness; even the Dao will eventually perish. And I ultimately transformed into a butterfly, transcending the Great Daos.

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