Thirty Years of Reciting the Yellow Court Sutra, Then the Stone Monkey Came to Pay His Respects

Another book where the protagonist feigns ignorance and blindness. Fangcun Mountain, the Stone Monkey, seeking immortality—is it so obvious the protagonist hasn't read Journey to the West? Or is it the author who hasn't? Even if I couldn't be sure, wouldn't I have some doubts, wouldn't I? Wouldn't I at least wonder if this is Journey to the West?

It's unattractive, too pretentious, and he has no cultivation level whatsoever. He's just someone who relies on the system to show off, and he himself is only half-crippled.

I read a bit, but found a plot hole right from the start and didn't want to continue. Reciting the Huangting Sutra adds one day's cultivation. What's the standard for one day? In the cultivation world, there are geniuses and mediocre people; how much cultivation is considered in a day? Next one, maybe I, a bookworm of over ten years, am being picky. If you don't care about being pedantic, then just bear with it. I'm leaving.

This writing style doesn't seem to belong to a new author!

Is this author some kind of legendary author using an alternate account, or is it a case of "newcomers are all monsters" (ｰ̀εｰ́ )? This author has some talent.

However, it feels like a failed attempt to draw a tiger that turned out to be a dog; it wasn't as good as the comments suggested, and actually looked a bit awkward.

I don't know how to write this kind of book with any logic. Every single one of them is just pretending to be stupid, constantly emphasizing that they are just ordinary people, constantly emphasizing that they don't know anything, only some basic things, and then every time there's a scene where they show off, they become all sorts of experts, and then they still have to emphasize that they are…

It's a bit too deliberate and formulaic. Putting the protagonist aside for now, the Supreme Sect has been repeatedly targeted by the Heavenly Demon, yet only one elder, who ultimately succumbed to demonic influence, has stepped in. The position of Dragon Lord is vacant; there's no one in charge.

The author initially set up the protagonist as invincible, aiming to portray the detached, Taoist master's detached perspective. The later apprenticeships—the monkey and the fox—were alright. However, I couldn't continue reading after the opening of the Taoist temple and the dragon girl's transformation.

For eunuchs who are castrated without a word, it's advisable to arrange it offline.