The Literary Sage's World

This book, considered the pinnacle of Confucianism and Taoism, was so badly plagiarized that I died after reading only ten chapters.

If you want to write a novel related to classical Chinese poetry, you should at least know the tonal patterns of classical Chinese poetry, right? This is a complete mess of alterations, and it's like a never-ending river of words. I was discouraged as soon as I read the introduction and got to the main point.

This type of book requires extremely high literary skill to avoid being unreadable, but unfortunately, the author of this article is only suited to writing mindless, feel-good stories. Half a chapter is filled with nonsense, and the plot is riddled with illogical settings.

I read over thirty chapters, but it wasn't my cup of tea. Maybe it's because I'm getting old; it felt a bit awkward to read.

This book is 80% toxic. I read the first chapter. First, he clearly has no strength, yet he manages to scare someone stronger than him. Then he regrets not killing him immediately. Kill him? What the hell? No strength, no background, no environment (no man's land). Definitely toxic. I'm outta here.

If you're going to write a novel, just write it properly. Stop rambling on and on after each chapter. We're here to read a novel, not to read your creative inspiration, not to read endless nonsense, not to read something tiring. If you've chosen to write, just write it properly. Stop with all this rambling.

They're writing about a hundred saints, so why are the chapters and paragraphs filled with frivolous descriptions? Are the saints over there supposed to be devoid of manners and morality?!

It's terrible, a complete rip-off of the Confucian and Taoist Sages formula. It starts with the villain taking a liking to one of your women and then they become enemies. I don't even need to watch anymore to know that it will be just like Confucian and Taoist Sages, where the younger ones get attacked and the older ones get attacked!

I'm here specifically to watch you get scolded.

The entire piece is filled with petty, despicable people, devoid of any positive energy. It claims to analyze human nature, but how can a saint not transcend the thinking of ordinary people?