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Books by 拾笔写千秋

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  1. I Carry Three Thousand Books of Poetry to Become a Sage 我携三千诗书修圣人 Picking Up the Brush to Write a Thousand Autumns拾笔写千秋Eastern Fantasy425k WordsCompleted This is a world where practicing the four arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting grants literary aura and lets people cultivate the Way of Letters. Here, a sweep of the brush can conjure countless sharp swords that kill without a trace, while a melody can embody the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth and suppress all ages. Scholars can slay with words and turn their pens into weapons, while paintings can sketch the myriad ways of the heavens. Qin Chen speaks, and the law follows. His talent 81Reads—Score—Shelves
  2. The Sword Sovereign 一剑独尊 Picking Up the Brush to Write a Thousand Autumns拾笔写千秋Eastern Fantasy1.4M WordsOngoing One dream, one cycle of reincarnation; one sword, one higher realm! The world is on the brink of chaos, and a war among the hundred clans is coming! The Human Emperor establishes his teachings, sages pass down the Dao, and peerless prodigies emerge throughout the ages. Monsters run rampant, striking down the sun and moon and shattering the stars, while the Great Dao endures through eternity! Sixteen years of grueling cultivation, all to pave the way for someone else. The young man swears that he 33Reads6.7Score—Shelves
  3. I'm Really an Otherworldly Expert 我真是世外高人 Picking Up the Brush to Write a Thousand Autumns拾笔写千秋Eastern Fantasy1.0M WordsOngoing In his previous life, Luo Zhoujun was a miserable college student and wage slave. He thought transmigrating would let him stand above the world and roam the eight wildernesses, but it turned out he still had to work just to make ends meet. “Congratulations, Host! You stole a fairy’s sheer stockings and completed a hidden quest. You’ve obtained the talent to make women throw themselves into your arms!” With a woman on each arm, Luo Zhoujun grinned so hard his face cramped. “Congratulations, Host! 3Reads7.0Score—Shelves