This Daoist Has Been Drifting Along

The author of this book is a treasure of a writer. I read his book "The Taoist Scripture Reciter" first, and then came to this book. Reading his book feels like the effect of the protagonist's chanting in "The Taoist Scripture Reciter"—a gentle, refreshing feeling. Perhaps that's not the most accurate description, but it just feels comfortable and pleasant! There's absolutely no hostility in it!

There's been too much writing about the petty scheming of ordinary people; it's like every character is portrayed with that same petty, scheming nature, making the group portrait too vulgar. Then you add a bunch of incoherent platitudes and inexplicable self-aggrandizement. You can't even understand it yourself, how can you expect readers to? Does not understanding necessarily equate to feeling profound?

Didn't see it? A verbal battle with a golden pill? Or was he licking someone's kidney stones?

I've been transported to another world...? I just picked up a cheap "Azure Jade Disc" from a roadside stall, supposedly a Shang and Zhou dynasty ritual object, and now I've inexplicably ended up in this labyrinthine forest. I finally met someone, but we can't communicate at all! What do I do? Help! Urgent! #New Book Preview# Book Title: "I'm Getting Awesome, Daoist Master" Author: Yan Qing

The more I read, the less interesting it became. Following the trend of transmigrating between worlds to become a middleman was one thing, but then this babysitting-style cultivation was added? This wasn't a cheat code anymore; it was forced feeding. And the immortal energy from the previous book was gone—was it all influenced by the night watchman?

It's a bit awkward; the foundation for a mortal's cultivation journey is based on the novel *Rebellion of Immortals*, and even after 90,000 words, the protagonist's cheat ability is still vague.

I've read this book since I was a Daoist chanter, and even the first one, "The Scalpel Bearer," I've followed it again! The author's skill is definitely not the issue; seeing how poorly this book is doing makes me understand! Novels are about the story, not some wildly imaginative cheat system! The story, structure, and even the cheat system are just tools to enrich the narrative!

Did this book use a ghostwriter? The more I read, the less it resembles the work of the author who chants scriptures. The beginning, the weapon-refining part, was quite good, but it turned into a wish-fulfillment novel later on. Where did the ethereal quality of the previous book go?

Can you please not include maids? It's so stupid.

I have a suggestion: please don't write about maids anymore.