Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio: The Scholar Must Draw His Sword

The wandering knight path involves leveling up, fighting monsters, and roaming around, while the Confucian path involves disciples and followers rising through the ranks. The protagonist is currently running between the two paths in a chaotic mess. Can someone who abandons their disciples and wanders aimlessly truly be a great Confucian scholar?

This is a bait-and-switch tactic; wow, so many women have appeared in less than thirty chapters! 😅

I also think there are too many women—maids, female ghosts, female demons, female cultivators—they accept all comers. Shouldn't we be writing about Confucian virtues like benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, trustworthiness, forgiveness, loyalty, filial piety, brotherly love, and courage? The scholar draws his sword—what kind of sword is it?

It's so frustrating. A mere scholar can be extorted by any hoodlum. Where's the class?

Lacking even the righteous spirit or talent that Confucianism cultivates, yet able to subdue demons and monsters simply by reciting a few poems and knowing a few sword techniques—that's truly amazing!

At least the protagonist is supposed to be serving the country and its people, so the author should at least give him some meaningful tasks. All he does is chase girls, fight monsters, or show off and slap faces. It's ridiculous! The protagonist is portrayed as having no ambition whatsoever, and this system expects him to revitalize Confucianism?

I feel like the author wanted to write some pretentious scenes, but failed miserably. Then they tried to include suggestive content, but couldn't quite manage it. Several female characters were introduced in ten chapters, but the author ended up grouping them all together, which was incredibly awkward to read. It really proves the saying: "Don't force things when there's nothing to do."

I didn't see any so-called righteous spirit, nor any so-called righteous swordsman; all I saw was a scholar who, in some ways, couldn't control himself.

After reading a few chapters, what kind of rubbish is this? Ning Caichen: Did you write this, sir? My God, this is unbelievable. How did you even write this dialogue?

As a southerner, I still can't understand the idea of ​​marrying a fox spirit or some other beastly creature, let alone a corpse. As for whether the background of *Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio* is worth learning from, I'd rather not.