This book had many firsts.
The first time it went premium with over fifty-four thousand favorites.
The first time it reached the top three on the monthly recommendation chart.
The first time it received a featured recommendation on Sanjiang.
The first time a publishing house editor came knocking to publish it, and the editor-in-chief thought highly of it.
The first time I deeply understood what it meant for fame to bring endless trouble.
The first time I received encouragement and support from so many friendly fellow authors.
The first time I was slandered and framed by a small number of fellow authors, who even waited for me to crash and burn so they could laugh at me.
The first time...
The pressure these past few days had been extraordinary.
Fortunately, I pulled through.
I truly thank the readers who supported me all the way. You are my greatest driving force.
Every time I looked at the steadily climbing number of favorites, the growing number of recommendation votes on the charts, the full two thousand five hundred fans I had before going premium, and the tens of thousands of data points reported daily by authoritative third-party indexes, I told myself: I had to keep writing with all my heart!
Only readers must never be let down!
I had this book's premise seven or eight years ago. Back then, I wondered: what would it be like if poetry could be transformed into the power to slay enemies, if there were a world where scholars could shake the world with a stroke of their brush?
But I also understood then that I did not have the ability to write it.
Over the years, elements like the Literary Way, the Confucian School, Vast Righteous Qi, and the Hundred Schools had also appeared in some