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The protagonist has no System and transmigrates as Yang Guo. The story follows the main plot of "The Return of the Condor Heroes". At first, he doesn't want to accept Ouyang Feng as his adoptive father, but in the end he's forced to, and even gives Ouyang Feng the new name Yang Yi. He tries to reform Ouyang Feng, and the two return together to the fallen White Camel Mountain.

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51 The Tough Guy on a Deserted Island 荒岛的猛男 Blockbuster-Level Mastery爆款高境界Urban1.2M WordsOngoing A shipwreck left the cruise ship He Dun was aboard in trouble, and he washed up on a deserted island. Nine other people were stranded on the island with him. 78Reads6.5Score2614d adds
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52 One Hundred Beauties in the Countryside 乡村一百个美女 Earn a Billion a Day 99日赚一亿99Urban165k WordsOngoing The System Wants Me to Be a Bully? Hao Lu had just woken up from unconsciousness when a cold, mechanical voice rang in his ears. “Rural System activated. Beginner mission issued: compete with Wang Gou for the title of village bully. Time limit: three days.” He was about to curse when the System added, “Mission rewards: Li Rong's favor increases by 50 points, and one secret clue about Zhao Mei.” Watching Wang Gou approach in the distance with a hoe over his shoulder, Hao Lu clenched his fists. He 6Reads—Score314d adds
53 Talk Trash and Win Prizes 对骂就有奖 Lone Star at Night 99夜孤星99Urban2.8M WordsOngoing Hao Tie was treated like a pack mule and was about to hit rock bottom because he refused to keep living like one. Then he suddenly got a System that rewarded him for trading insults! From then on, he used verbal sparring to reach the pinnacle of success! 24.9kReads7.1Score1.2k14d adds
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Come on, come on, come on!
54 The Palace’s Number One Tough Guy 皇宫第一猛男 Blockbuster-Level Mastery爆款高境界Historical2.0M WordsOngoing Ying Zheng, a modern overworked young man, dies suddenly from working overtime and has his soul transported into the body of Xiao Caizi, a young eunuch who was just killed after offending the powerful. He also obtains the Fake Eunuch System and begins cultivating the Divine Art of the Fake Eunuch. In a palace rife with schemes and human malice, he steadily climbs to the pinnacle of life! 12.1kReads6.5Score54714d adds
55 The Divine Eagle, Peach Blossom Island, Peach Blossom Dreams, and Peach Blossom Tribulations 神雕，桃花岛，桃花梦，桃花劫 Ink-Stained Mysterious Abyss墨染玄渊Male-Channel Fanfiction224k WordsOngoing As peach blossoms drift down, she gathers him in her arms. From that moment on, the orchids bloomed. For all the years to come, there would only be her. Only her. Love the one you should love, kill the one you should kill. He is waiting. Someone asked, “Who are you waiting for?” He smiled. “The one I ought to wait for.” What is love, the world over? That it should make us pledge our lives, in death as in life. I have come to fulfill a dream of the jianghu. You are here, I am here, she is her 288Reads—Score11614d adds
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Absolutely fantastic!
56 Yang Guo! His Sorrow Turns to Fulfillment, His Martial Arts Reach the Divine, and He Finally Meets the Dragon Maiden 杨过！黯然圆满，武道通神！终见龙女。 Chang Si Ning Jing长思凝静Male-Channel Fanfiction11k WordsCompleted Yang Guo! At last, his sorrow turns to fulfillment, and his martial arts reach the divine! He is finally reunited with the Dragon Maiden. 63Reads—Score—14d adds
57 I, Wang Chongyang, Attain the Dao Across the Myriad Worlds 我，王重阳，证道诸天万界 The Neighbor's Toyata邻居家的toyataMale-Channel Fanfiction658k WordsCompleted After transmigrating as the young Wang Chongyang, he finds himself outside the Tomb of the Living Dead from the start, only for Lin Chaoying to shut the door on him? Li Yang says, “I'll make up for the original owner's regrets! To hell with being rigid and stubborn. In this life, this Daoist will cultivate alongside a Dao companion and make our sect flourish!” Thankfully, the Myriad Heavens Mirror activates just in time, reflecting the martial arts of The Storm Riders from the start! Three-Origi 62Reads5.5Score—14d adds
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Martial arts worlds, reborn as Wang Chongyang, Jin Yong's martial arts world
58 The Number One Hunk 第1猛男 Lone Star at Night 99夜孤星99Urban563k WordsOngoing Style: urban survival, easy to understand, humorous and witty, lighthearted and fun, with plenty of romantic tension. System: Get rewarded whenever an exciting conflict breaks out. Language: concise and clear. 143Reads6.8Score2414d adds
59 Flirting Makes Me Stronger 暧昧就变强 Lone Star at Night 99夜孤星99Urban161k WordsOngoing The male lead, He Jumeng, has an incredible superpower: he grows stronger whenever he flirts with beautiful women. Then he suddenly gains the “Business Prodigy” superpower and starts with just 1,000 yuan in savings, gradually building his fortune! Style: A business prodigy superpower, the business world, commercial rivalry, emotional sparring with villains, gripping conflicts, face-slapping, a rise after an initial setback, and one satisfying moment after another. 4kReads—Score23314d adds
60 The Workplace Tough Guy 职场猛男 Earn a Billion a Day 99日赚一亿99Urban294k WordsOngoing The male lead, He Jumeng, has a superpower: a very special energy inside his body lets him sense what other people are thinking to a certain extent. It also gives him immense strength, fast strikes, and lightning-quick reflexes. Style: Workplace drama, clear and accessible writing, witty and humorous, lighthearted and fun, with plenty of romantic tension. Emotional push and pull with antagonists, compelling conflicts, a twisting plot, setbacks followed by comebacks, and lively, engaging storytel 9.5kReads—Score35814d adds
61 Wilderness and Deserted Island 荒野荒岛 Lone Star at Night 99夜孤星99Urban621k WordsOngoing Distinctive and original, exciting and vivid, with sharply drawn, lifelike characters and lively, clear, concise prose. A story of survival and life on a deserted island, with an exciting plot and vivid characters. 13.5kReads6.1Score51214d adds
62 The Ultimate Tough Guy 第一猛男 Lone Star at Night 99夜孤星99Urban387k WordsOngoing Full of twists and turns, gripping and vivid, with distinctive, lifelike characters and lively, concise prose. The nouveau riche Ye Shuang travels everywhere and lives a carefree life. What a dream! 8kReads—Score47514d adds
63 The Tough Guy of the Deserted Island! 荒岛的猛男！ Earn a Billion a Day 99日赚一亿99Urban143k WordsOngoing The male lead is handsome, incredibly powerful, and has superpowers: there's a special energy inside his body that can create one uncomplicated object each day. It also gives him great strength, incredible speed, and lightning-fast reflexes. Style: deserted-island survival, full of twists and turns, thrilling and suspenseful, easy to understand, humorous and witty, lighthearted and fun, with constant romantic tension. 18.5kReads—Score77514d adds
64 The Beauties in the Safehouse 安全屋美女 Blockbuster-Level Mastery爆款高境界Sci-Fi & Apocalypse153k WordsOngoing Style: Global furnace apocalypse, safe-house survival. Easy to understand, humorous and witty, lighthearted and fun, with constant flirtation. System: Global Furnace Apocalypse Safe-House Survival System. Male lead: Hao Jumeng Language: Clear and concise. 10kReads—Score40214d adds
65 War of Resistance: A God-Tier Sharpshooting Manual from the Start! 抗日：开局赠送神级枪法！ Blockbuster-Level Mastery爆款高境界Urban594k WordsOngoing As Marshal Ye lay gravely wounded on the battlefield, at death's door, he unexpectedly bound himself to the “Strongest War of Resistance System.” The System grants him divine-level marksmanship from the start, but assigns bizarre missions. [Ding! The Host's powerful indomitable will and potential to resist the Japanese have been detected. Binding requirements met. The “Strongest War of Resistance System” is beginning the binding process... 1%... 50%... 100%! Binding successful!] 9.8kReads—Score50114d adds
66 The City's Number One Tough Guy 都市第一猛男 Blockbuster-Level Mastery爆款高境界Urban1.5M WordsCompleted Wu Nitian didn't want to be a corporate drone, but he couldn't see any light in his future. Just as anxiety and misery overwhelmed him, he suddenly obtained the High-Mindedness System. It told him that no matter what he faced, as long as he tried to maintain a high-minded state, he would receive System rewards from time to time! 2.4kReads5.7Score21114d adds
67 Nine Beauties of the Tang Dynasty 唐朝九个美女 Blockbuster-Level Mastery爆款高境界Historical171k WordsOngoing Style: Clear and easy to understand, witty and humorous, lighthearted, with plenty of romantic tension. System: Tang Dynasty Get-Rich-Quick System. Male lead: Wang Jumeng Female supporting characters: Nangong Qian, Murong Ying, Li Jiaojiao, and others Language: Concise and straightforward. 16Reads—Score514d adds
68 The Song Dynasty’s Number One Tough Guy 宋朝第一猛男 Earn a Billion a Day 99日赚一亿99Historical425k WordsOngoing Wu Jushuai opens his eyes to find himself in the Song Dynasty, transformed into an ugly man with the same name. The System, however, requires him to collect “admiration points from peerless beauties” to become handsome. The top courtesans of Bianjing, noble ladies from wealthy families, and chivalrous women of the martial world are all left blushing by his poetry and modern-day flirting techniques. The villains grit their teeth and grumble, “That guy's ugly and lecherous. What makes him so speci 1.2kReads—Score10214d adds
69 A Stingy Tough Guy with 500 Million, on a Trip with a Beauty 猛男有五亿还抠门，旅行遇美女 Blockbuster-Level Mastery爆款高境界Urban107k WordsOngoing Style: After striking it rich, the macho Cao Jumeng has 500 million yuan but still sticks to his top-notch frugal habit of treating every yuan saved as a yuan earned. He meets beautiful women while traveling. The story is easy to follow, funny, lighthearted, and full of flirtation. There is emotional sparring with villains, gripping conflicts, a rise after an initial setback, and one satisfying moment after another. Problems crop up one after another during his travels, and he finds ways to solv 1.7kReads—Score11214d adds
70 I Make 100 Million a Day, So I Do Whatever I Want 一天进账一亿，我放荡不羁 Lone Star at Night 99夜孤星99Urban103k WordsOngoing A detailed look at urban survival and the complexity of human nature. Emotional sparring, gripping conflicts, a roller-coaster plot, and one satisfying moment after another. System: Earn 100 million a day. Every 10 million can be spent to buy or upgrade a superpower. 3.4kReads—Score22414d adds
71 One Hundred Beauties of the Ming Dynasty 明朝一百个美女 Lone Star at Night 99夜孤星99Historical243k WordsOngoing I woke up to find that I’d transmigrated into the male lead of One Hundred Beauties of the Ming Dynasty, and gotten bound to a rather improper “Humorous Get-Rich System.” As long as I make the villains laugh, silver automatically lands in my account. So I let loose, pushing my luck at the edge of death every day. Then one day, I cornered the peerlessly beautiful villainess Su Meier against a wall. “Miss, have you heard that a smile takes ten years off your age? If you smile a few more times, may 2kReads—Score12414d adds
72 Longevity: Starting as an Unorthodox Tianlong 长生：从另类天龙开始 0An Ordinary Person00一个平凡的人0Eastern Fantasy359k WordsCompleted Word has spread throughout the martial world that the Carefree Sect possesses secret martial arts capable of granting eternal life. Countless people have searched the world for it, unaware that this defying-the-heavens legacy has long since fallen into the hands of an unknown young man. Li Xiaoyao keeps a low profile amid the chaos of Tianlong. He seems ordinary, but the depths of his cultivation are unfathomable. He watches the martial world’s conflicts with cold detachment, yet is forced into 5.6kReads8.8Score27014d adds
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First came Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, followed by the Condor Trilogy. Unique plots, definitely worth watching.
73 Wuxia Crossover: I Am the Demon Lord, Destined to Crush All Enemies! 综武：我为魔头，当镇压一切敌！ Qin Cheng Doesn't Eat Meat钦诚不吃肉Male-Channel Fanfiction250k WordsCompleted Jiang Fuchen, from Blue Star, accidentally transmigrates to a fictional parallel world! Three great dynasties dominate this world, locked in a three-way balance of power! The literary and refined Great Song, the Great Yuan with its unrivaled cavalry, and the bold and valiant Great Ming! Numerous small states of other peoples struggle to survive in the lands between these three dynasties. The martial sects and court factions of the three dynasties are tangled in a complex web of power: Zhu Wushi 34Reads—Score—14d adds
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The ceiling is here!
74 The Return of the Condor Heroes: Guo'er, Do You Know What You Did Wrong? 神雕：过儿，你可知错？ Teacher Iruka伊鲁卡老师Male-Channel Fanfiction2.3M WordsCompleted Who says the Divine Condor Hero has to suffer a tragic life of widowhood? Yang Guo is determined to defy fate and rewrite his destiny! On the day he is crowned emperor, Xiaolongnu wears a phoenix coronet and bridal robes, becoming empress of the realm, while his other consort wears splendid silks and casts him sidelong glances. Is it gratitude, conquest, or an entanglement ordained by fate? See how Yang Guo breaks free of his tragic destiny, claims both the empire and its beauties, and establish 2kReads8.4Score12214d adds
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It's really good, just like watching a movie!
75 Frost Sword Sweeps Away the Breeze 霜剑扫清风 0An Ordinary Person00一个平凡的人0Eastern Fantasy283k WordsCompleted The whole village was drenched in blood and reduced to ruins in a single day. Young Zhang He escaped a mountain of corpses and a sea of flames, clutching an unparalleled manual to his chest. From then on, he was a fugitive with nowhere to go. To conceal his lethal skills, he went into hiding at Wudang, content to serve as a young kitchen acolyte. Smoke and fire could not dim his soaring ambition. With a woodcutter's knife in hand, he secretly trained in peerless inner arts. One day, the disc 1.8kReads8.3Score13514d adds
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A wuxia novel similar to The Return of the Condor Heroes, and a fanfiction of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils; both are completed.
76 I Attract Evil, So I Married a General Who's a Walking Calamity 招邪的我嫁了个将军煞星 Doraemon the Daydreamer爱幻想的哆啦A梦Ancient Romance232k WordsCompleted This is my story: My name is Pei Heng. I was born on a yin year, yin month, and yin hour. My father said that my birth had killed the wife he loved. After my aunt took her place, I said I could see ghosts when I was five, and they locked me away as a monster. When I was seventeen, I was sent away as a pawn, and my life took a new turn... —Reads—Score—14d adds
77 One Hundred Beauties in the City 都市一百个美女 Earn a Billion a Day 99日赚一亿99Urban137k WordsOngoing Wu Bifu wiped his hands with a wet tissue from Su Rong’s office. Suddenly, his phone screen lit up: “High-quality flirtation target detected. Wealth-Building System successfully activated.” “Current target: Su Rong.” “Starting affection level: 30 (a young, beautiful boss who’s somewhat interested in you).” “Friendly reminder: Every 10-point increase in affection grants you one chance at a massive windfall.” He looked up at Su Rong, who was touching up her lipstick. Suddenly, the eyes and brows o 12Reads—Score214d adds
78 Desert Island Wilderness 荒岛荒野 Earn a Billion a Day 99日赚一亿99Urban275k WordsOngoing System warning: Excessive intimacy with NPCs is prohibited. Ren Yingying catches Hao Shuang and Wang Qian acting flirtatiously. Ren Yingying sneers. “So this is how System users behave?” She turns and disappears into the depths of the jungle, while Su Yan secretly watches everything. That night, a red warning suddenly pops up from the System: Emotional bond instability detected. Survival points will continue to drain. Hao Shuang stands by the bonfire, his face deathly pale, when Wang Qian sudden 1.9kReads—Score12514d adds
79 I Have a System for Picking Up Beautiful Women in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils 我有系统在天龙八部里泡靓女 Lone Star at Night 99夜孤星99Male-Channel Fanfiction924k WordsOngoing I woke up to find I’d become an insignificant servant in Murong Fu’s household, and I’d even been bound to a “Confidante System.” System prompt: Meet Wang Yuyan to receive “Lingbo Weibu”; win Mu Wanqing’s heart to obtain “Beiming Shengong.” I was quietly delighted, but then Murong Fu glanced at me coldly. “A servant like you dares to covet my cousin?” I only smiled and silently opened the System shop, exchanging points for the “Innate Daoist Body.” That very night, I mastered the essence of the 59Reads—Score814d adds
80 The God of War's Fiercest Warrior 战神第一猛男 Earn a Billion a Day 99日赚一亿99Urban377k WordsOngoing The day Ye Jushuai was kicked out of his home, he obtained the “Emotion War God” System. As long as he stirs up a beautiful woman's emotions, he gets stronger. The more his enemies hate him, the more invincible he becomes. So he sets his sights on heiresses, icy CEOs, and pure-hearted campus beauties, relentlessly flirting with them until the young masters everywhere turn red-eyed with rage. When his war-god mother-in-law looks down on him, Ye Jushuai casually presents a betrothal gift worth ten 157Reads—Score—14d adds
81 The Return of the Condor Heroes: Yang Guo, the Soldier King, Has a Gun, So Why Train with a Sword? 神雕：兵王杨过，有枪还练什么剑 Wind's Divine Tale风传神Male-Channel Fanfiction267k WordsOngoing [The Return of the Condor Heroes + Yang Guo + Transmigration + Reborn + More Children, More Blessings] A special forces king transmigrates into Yang Guo? The Condor Hero who lost an arm, was betrayed by his beloved, and waited sixteen years? Who the hell could put up with that? I'm a mighty special forces king, after all. And now I have to get one of my arms chopped off? Then spend sixteen years practicing the Heartbreak Palm? Forget being the Condor Hero. I'm not learning the Heartbreak Palm, e 13Reads6.3Score—14d adds
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🌈🌈This book is absolutely amazing (a fantastic imaginative spin-off of The Return of the Condor Heroes). It's not a case of false advertising; it's the best new book I've read recently. The author's writing is incredibly skillful, and the plot and atmosphere are superbly portrayed. I highly recommend it.
82 Heavenly Sword and Dragon Slaying Saber: Zhang Wuji, the Adoptive Father, Crushes Duan Ziyu 倚天屠龙：义父张无忌狂虐段子羽 The Tired-Headed Youngster费头青年Male-Channel Fanfiction261k WordsCompleted From the start, he became Zhang Wuji's disciple. In the Kunlun Mountains, he met Duan Ziyu's first wife, Zhang Yuzhen, and got her pregnant in one encounter, making martial arts alliance leader Duan Ziyu a father. The Ming Cult returned, leaving Duan Ziyu's Six Meridian Divine Sword and Dugu Nine Swords with no chance to shine. To defeat Zhang Wuji, Duan Ziyu had to endure his wife's repeated betrayals and one defeat after another. He castrated himself with his own blade and created the Sunflowe 4.4kReads8.0Score40114d adds
83 The Return of the Condor Heroes: Sign-In for a Hundred Years of Power from the Start! 神雕：开局签到百年功力！ Drinking Alone Under the Moon with You我与你月下独酌Male-Channel Fanfiction145k WordsCompleted When Lin Yuan woke up, he discovered he had become an obscure minor character in the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes. The Mongols were invading, the martial world was in turmoil, and the story was about to begin. At this critical moment, the Martial Arts Sign-In System activated! [Ding! Sign in outside the Tomb of the Living Dead on Mount Zhongnan. Reward: a century's worth of pure inner power!] [Ding! Sign in at the Sword Tomb of Dugu Qiubai, the Sword Demon. Reward: a Heavy Iron Sword 4.5kReads5.9Score23614d adds
84 Will History Repeat Itself? No, This Time I’ll Restore My Kingdom 悲剧重演？不，我这次一定要复国 Wood, Sprawling Everywhere漫天遍野的伍德Male-Channel Fanfiction507k WordsCompleted This novel tells the story of Murong Fu transmigrating to different worlds to accomplish his mission of restoring his kingdom. The first world so far: Murong Fu transmigrates into Viserys III Targaryen, the beggar king! The second series features the Eighth Prince in the world of Yongzheng. 1.6kReads8.0Score10114d adds
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Murong Fu restores his kingdom across the heavens!
85 Kicked Out by Tang Sanzang? I’ll Build a Demon Court and Tear Apart the Western Heaven! 被唐僧赶走？我建妖庭捅破西天！ Water of a Lifetime一生水Eastern Fantasy293k WordsOngoing “You unruly monkey! Stubborn and incorrigible, you never learn! You slaughter the innocent without the slightest compassion!” Tang Monk’s icy words were like poison-tipped steel needles, stabbing Sun Wukong’s spirit with agonizing pain. What a joke! Old Sun fought through bloodshed to keep you safe, yet you treat me like a monster. Those bandits who wanted to kill and eat you, you instead pray for their souls and welcome them as honored guests? More absurd still, a thunderclap of “awakening to m 6Reads—Score—14d adds
86 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—14d adds
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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 and a reverse flick; the dot of the character "" (sword) is like a straight thrust, the vertical hook like a chopping and flicking… 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'm grateful to have met all of you dear readers. Every word of encouragement from you is my greatest motivation to persevere. Second, I've grown personally—writing truly requires a lot of practice. My writing style has become much smoother and more mature in the later parts compared to 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, and I will continue to learn from 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!
87 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—14d adds
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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 and a reverse flick; the dot of the character "" (sword) is like a straight thrust, the vertical hook like a chopping and flicking… 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 bear too much karma, too deeply entangled with worldly fortune. Although I've overcome my emotional tribulation, I fear my path to enlightenment will still be fraught with obstacles." Just as he was pondering how to proceed more cautiously, Erxuan suddenly approached. Lin Yu noticed that although Mu Xuan had broken through to the late stage of the Swordsman realm, his aura carried a hint of restlessness, clearly indicating an unstable foundation. A thought struck him, and he suddenly remembered a place...
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89 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 363Reads—Score314d adds
90 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 171Reads—Score214d adds
91 The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils: A Tale of Lingjiu's Wanderer 天龙八部之灵鹫逍遥记 Northwest Brother Mao西北毛哥Male-Channel Fanfiction474k WordsCompleted Qiao Feng took his own life, and Azi leaped off the cliff with his body. Xuzhu rushed to the edge and reached out, but caught nothing but air. Duan Yu collapsed to the ground in tears. Xuzhu couldn't shed a single tear; he just stared blankly into the abyss, his lips pale. Xiao Feng's dying words echoed again and again in his mind: “Second Brother, we were brothers. I have no regrets… Just live out your life happily.” That night, Xuzhu sat alone on the walls of Yanmen Pass, gazing up at the star 20Reads—Score—14d adds
92 The Legend of the Condor Heroes: A Later-Era Chronicle 神雕晚世录 Wanderer Returns at Night游子夜归人Male-Channel Fanfiction990k WordsOngoing Since the book’s “Dragon-Slaying Arc” became clear, most fans of Xiaolongnü have left, but people still report the story, and some readers question whether the characters are out of character: Xiaolongnü is too skilled, Yelü Qi is too decent, and Yang Guo isn’t wild enough. I’ll explain using the original work: First, Xiaolongnü is no weaker than Yang Guo, and he has no confidence that he can kill her with a single blow, so he needs to lay a trap. The evidence: In the Third Discussion of Mount 2.1kReads8.1Score19414d adds
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A serious martial arts game with plenty of battle scenes and a storyline involving Fu.
93 The Return of the Condor Heroes: Sister Fu, Please Behave Yourself! 神雕杨过：芙妹请自重！ Ke Yuan柯远Male-Channel Fanfiction1.3M WordsCompleted After transmigrating as Yang Guo from The Return of the Condor Heroes, he gains a tenfold talent boost from the start! Remembering all the regrets in the original story, Yang Guo decides to change everything! He casts aside all the frustration and dissatisfaction of the original story! Every beauty and opportunity from the original story will be his! At the ferry crossing at Fengling, she first meets Yang Guo, and one glance binds her to him for life! At the peak of the martial world, who can st —Reads—Score—14d adds
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Throw it all away! This is a story that's exhilarating from beginning to end, making up for all the regrets of the original novel. Transmigrating into Yang Guo, the Condor Hero, and starting with ten times the wealth, Yang Guo decides to change everything! Highly recommended for those who appreciate the frustrations and disappointments of the original novel.
94 The Void Dream of the Dao Source 道源虚梦 Youbai Isn't Sweet悠白不甜Urban1.6M WordsOngoing They seek the Heavenly Dao and trace everything back to its source. Is it all an illusion, or does it truly exist? The humans living in the world today are so weak. They have no control over birth, aging, sickness, or death. Mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas are impassable barriers, and they need outside tools just to travel. Yet who could have imagined that humans were not native to Blue Star? It is almost impossible to believe... In the Primordial Era, humans crossed countless starfields to a 220Reads—Score—14d adds
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If you can't find it right now, you can check out this fantasy novel first; it has a good plot.
95 The Legend of the Condor Heroes: Reborn as Ouyang Ke, the Charming Rogue 射雕：重生欧阳克，多情浪子 Write Faster快写Male-Channel Fanfiction117k WordsOngoing Reborn into The Legend of the Condor Heroes as the villain Ouyang Ke, he sets out to make up for every regret! His father, Ouyang Feng, never goes mad and passes on the Nine Yin Manual to him outright! He wins the martial arts marriage contest against Yang Kang and becomes the father of the Condor Hero! He beats Guo Jing on Peach Blossom Island and becomes Eastern Heretic Huang's ideal son-in-law! He intercepts Lu Zhan Yuan, meets Li Mochou, and prevents tragedy from unfolding! This bl 3Reads—Score—14d adds
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It's worth watching.
96 Tidebound Memories of Fu: Hidden Clues to The Condor Heroes, Heartbreakingly Revealed 潮声忆芙：黯然销魂藏尽神雕暗线 Cold Moon Shining on a Lotus Pod冷月照莲蓬Female-Channel Fanfiction188k WordsOngoing Everyone says the white-clad fairy of the ancient tomb and the one-armed hero loved each other unwaveringly, a legendary romance celebrated throughout the martial world. Only Yang Guo, standing amid the East Sea’s crashing waves at the age of twenty-six, could peel back the truth hidden beneath years of embellishment. On that storm-dark night, he stood by the sea and shouted the name he had kept hidden for twelve years. The waves swallowed his voice, but not his peerless palm technique. The S 24Reads—Score114d adds
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This isn't the *Return of the Condor Heroes* you've read; it's the part hidden beneath the surface, the part Jin Yong didn't dare write. If you understand Yang Guo, you'll feel sorry for him; if you understand this novel, you'll understand that the person who called her "Aunt" for half her life always thought of "Guo Guo." This story is a retrospective, first-person account of Yang Guo's past, presented from the perspective of a 26-year-old Yang Guo. There's no rebirth or wish-fulfillment comeback; it deconstructs the traditional *Return of the Condor Heroes* filter, deeply exploring the hidden schemes in the Ancient Tomb, focusing on the unresolved feelings of Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü. Readers who prefer a pure, sweet Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü romance or those who prefer the idealized portrayal of Xiaolongnü in film and television should proceed with caution.

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