The Legend of Wu Ji: Investiture of the Gods

I think changing the name would be better! For example, it could be called: "The Unlucky Chicken of the Investiture of the Gods" (crossed out) Wu Ji Ji.

This is currently the best-written and best-plotted novel in the "Investiture of the Gods" genre. It's a pity it's only a little bit written.

What's the biggest taboo in ancient Chinese mythology novels? It's having a female lead.

I stopped reading after the first few chapters. Daring to talk to himself in front of a saint's palace, and even urinating there—is the protagonist an idiot? A mysterious old Taoist wants to take you as his apprentice, and you're thinking of knocking him out with a brick? Don't you have any self-awareness about your own abilities? Poisoned to death.

I hope the author can make this book longer, at least a million or two words. A few hundred thousand words isn't enough!

According to the author's setting, only he is a good person, and the others, such as Chan Sect, Jie Sect, and Western Sect, are all scum. So the question is, in a situation where there are enemies everywhere, how can the protagonist, who is not even a Da Luo, manage to live so well?

Having too many magical treasures diminishes their value. Like Nezha, who possessed numerous treasures, each with its own unique power, his three heads and eight arms allowed him to wield them with effortless skill. The protagonist, however, has amassed too many treasures, which obscures the power of his individual treasures, making him appear like a nouveau riche. Quality over quantity is key; the best treasures are those that suit your needs.

The protagonist appears to be a petty thug, and in fact, he is a petty thug. It uses the writing style of urban fantasy novels, with an overpowered protagonist showing off, to write a cultivation novel—it's a complete mishmash, neither fish nor fowl.

Writing a book and constantly using witty remarks is fine once or twice, but constantly using witty remarks just makes you look stupid. Especially when his teacher first took him to Yuxu Palace to ask the Grandmaster to impart Taoist teachings, he urinated in Yuxu Palace. What normal person would do such a thing at a time like this? Urinating at the door of your own master's gate?

I remember in the Investiture of the Gods, immortals could only fight mortal generals back and forth using martial arts; they could only defeat mortals by using magic and magical weapons. 😥 Nangong Shi of the Western Zhou Dynasty, as a mere mortal, was still quite impressive.