I Became a God by Writing Books: I Never Meant for Wuxia to Become Fantasy

Everyone in the comment section is saying it's very toxic, but I don't know if you guys have taken the time to read it carefully? After reading this, you will know that what they say is true.

It's so brainless again. It's a protagonist who can't live without dozens of heroines. And I don't know what the content is. It's still a routine from ten years ago.

To be honest, if you are writing about Jin Yong's martial arts, even your own mother might not be able to recognize it. Why is Jin Yong so popular? It's all made out of a TV series, go and ask, who has read the novel version? It's long gone. Times are different. In what era was Jin Yong's martial arts written and in what era was he alive?

My understanding is roughly this: the male protagonist is Cai Xkun, and the other female characters are his fans. No personality.

Nowadays, the male protagonists of these unlimited novels or those who have traveled through the world of novels are more Japanese than the Japanese. They implement the three-light policy: grab them all, take them all, and burn them all. No matter what the opportunity is, they will grab them all and ignore them. As long as they are beautiful women, no matter whether they are good or bad, these protagonists will take them by force. If they are burned, these opportunities will be destroyed if he cannot take them away by himself.

The character list is all female, so everyone should know what quality the book is.

After reaching Chapter 14, I tried all my methods and finally died of poison.

It's a bit disgusting. Pig's feet need popularity to exchange for exercises or magic weapons. Others can just read books. And they are all fucking women. I can't stand it.

It's such a weird, messy mess. If nothing else, Wu Zetian and the Emperor of Heaven have an incredible compatibility. Even if she were promoted to fantasy, she would not be able to become the Emperor of Heaven. At most, she would be like those characters in the restricted area, killing all living beings to seize their essence without hesitation. Even her own bloodline would be nothing more than the food she raised, a proper member of the dark turmoil.

I traveled here with my friends and found this book. It exuded a strange light. I said this book is very poisonous and cannot be read. My friend maintains his Mahayana cultivation level and the blood of Shennong, so he pretends to be cool. He said: "Looking at the name of this book, you can tell that it is poison! However, no one in the world has tasted it and does not know its nature. I am a descendant of Shennong and my cultivation is as high as the heavens. What should I fear? Today I will follow the example of my ancestors and taste a hundred herbs." Then I turned over the book. I and a group of friends all admired his courage. There was an immortal who wanted to write a poem about courage. But I never expected that my friend would scream in agony after just looking at one page of the book, and everyone would be horrified! His seven orifices were bleeding, his face was ferocious, he was vomiting blood in his mouth, and his whole body instantly became withered and thin. He quickly took out the elixir and asked him to take it, but before he could save him, he was already helpless. When my friend was dying, he only left one sentence: "This book is a hundred times more poisonous than the poisons in the world." Then he turned into ashes and left. It was only then that I remembered what the ancients said, even the Great Luo Jinxian could not save you. Everyone expressed regret and lamented that the ancients never deceived me. At this point, I would like to advise everyone who does not have the Daluo Jinxian cultivation level to not watch and leave quickly, and not to show off forcefully. Those who hope to come after you must remember this!