After 100,000 Years of Immortality, My Wife Became a Cold-Hearted Sword Immortal

I don't know how to describe it, but the whole book feels like it defies the heavens. The plot is incredible, and the characters are incredible too.

Why does this all seem more and more like bragging? The Asura Demon Lord is invincible, bam, here comes the Emperor of the Path. The Emperor of the Path is the strongest of all paths, bam, here comes the Deceitful Path, the best at scheming. And then the Deceitful Path becomes a puppet. Just now they said the secrets of heaven cannot be seen, and now everyone's watching a projection of the future.

I haven't seen a book like this in ages. It's so incredibly well-written and addictive, a book that's both terrible and amazing—it's just incredible!

This is such a damn stream-of-consciousness style of writing! I feel like the author didn't write this book to cater to the market or make money; it's purely for self-indulgence. I initially thought it had some substance, but after reading a few chapters, all I felt was—chaos! Chaos! Chaos!!!

The most obvious feeling I got from this is that the protagonist constantly belittles himself. He has a mental illness. Simply put, it's the story of a cultivator who suffered from depression for countless years, cured himself, but still carries psychological scars, and then follows him through countless invincible wives.

To be honest, this worldview is too dark. The strong always get stronger, and the weak always get weaker. I'm guessing the protagonist will eventually cultivate the Great Dao of Immortality, merge with all Daos, set rules, not sow karma, not control the Dao, and give all living beings a true chance to become immortals.

The character Mingyue amplifies the male protagonist's desires, making him wild and reveling in them, but I feel it somewhat contradicts the initial sense of enjoyment. Although it's still enjoyable now, it feels like the male protagonist's madness in diminishing and belittling the female protagonist provides a morbid sense of satisfaction. In short, it's the protagonist who's enjoying it, not the reader (at least that's my opinion 😭).

This worldview is so dark, it's almost on par with the madman in the magnetic field; ordinary people simply couldn't survive in it.

🙂No, the more I read it, the more it reads like an old woman's foot-binding cloth—long and tedious. Don't drag it out, bro! How come opening the courtyard gate and seeing Wu Mingkong takes up seven or eight chapters? Are you trying to be some kind of emperor? Enough already!

I subscribed to the whole thing at once, so what's the point of the system anyway? 🤫 Is it just to attract readers who like system-based stories? Is this some kind of essay generator? 😅😅😅