After spending ten years writing novels with no one taking notice, Luo Zheng became famous overnight and made a name for himself as a top-tier author on a major web-fiction platform. The day it happened, he transmigrated.
To survive in a world of immortal cultivation where the strong preyed on the weak, he took a job from the Heavenly Dao. He became the dedicated promotional account for this world's chosen one, responsible for writing puff pieces about the overpowered hero, crafting his public image, and drumming up hype.
Wen Yu was the chief disciple of Lingxu, one of the four great sects, the Dao Lord's direct disciple, and master of the Hanshuang Sword. He outclassed the geniuses of his era and swept aside all his contemporaries.
He was stunningly handsome, refined and otherworldly, radiant and beyond compare.
He was reserved, aloof and proud, exceptionally perceptive, disciplined, and hardworking...
Of course, all of that was made up by Luo Zheng. He had no idea whether any of it was true.
Wen Yu spent most of his time secluded in the towering snowy mountains of Lingxu's northern territory, so low-key it was ridiculous.
For now, Luo Zheng had no way of knowing whether any of this was true.
Until one day, much later.
“I'm done writing for you, Heavenly Dao.”
“So bold of you?”
“Of course. Your overpowered hero and I are going to ascend.”
The Heavenly Dao fell silent. Luo Zheng pointed a finger at the sky, planted his feet on the earth, and declared grandly:
“I'm taking your overpowered hero with me. Consider it repayment for all the royalties you've owed me over the years.”
With that, Luo Zheng set off with the overpowered hero, leaving without a trace, as carefree as a wisp of cloud.
From then on, only legends remained in the world.
Before he left, though, Luo Zheng had already written a love story for himself and Wen Yu, one so earth-shattering it would make the heavens weep.
All that remained was for future generations to recount it with reverence.
Theme: Don't believe everything you read online.
