A majority of these poems that have been posted, are written by me, however at later dates I might add others.

To those of you who have read the whole thing thank you from the bottom of my heart thank you. I started writing this person when I was at the lowest point in my life but eventually I realized that nobody can love me unless I love myself I hope that I can Inspire others through my words

Needless to say, because of that group's participation, the entire poem platform turned into their dominion; writing poems and stroking each other's ego.
On Weibo, the flame war started long ago.
[WTF is this? Good poem? Good my *ss!]
[Very wet[1], definitely wet. It's so wet that I can't bear to look at it.]
[Even professional circle jerks should have a limit. This is jerking it to the milky way!]
[They dared to criticize Y's poem before this. Now that you compare them, Y is like a scholar!]
[Previous poster, you're wrong to say that. Y is a scholar to start with!]
[I can't take it anymore. Someone please get Y out of hiding and compose a few poems so I can wash my eyes. Our Chinese literature is being sullied by these idiots.]
…
Voices of complaints went on. It was no wonder they would bring it to Ye Lingchen's Weibo account.
However, the more dissents there were on the internet, the more it fueled that group's excitement. They had never been so famous. Now that they had the attention of so many people, it was impossible to not feel excited.
They were spreading Chinese culture. They were bringing Chinese poems into the sights of the public!
They instantly felt sacred, as though their shoulders were loaded with heavy responsibilities.
Right then, the WA's Vice-Chairman Huang Lihua, who dissed Celestial Bane online, put forward his opinion once again.
Reading through the criticisms on the internet, his heart already felt annoyed. When he saw so many people bringing up Y's name and claiming that his group's poem was nothing compared to Y, his patience ran out.
What did his association stand for? Bathed in decades of traditional literature, they were the heirs of Chinese literature. How could they be surpassed by a web novel writer?
He could not help but make a post on Weibo:
[Lately, Weibo is becoming lively with people writing poems. Everyone's voices are loud. This represents the rise of Chinese traditional literature, and the phenomenon is inseparable from the hard works of traditional literary scholars. It is a form of recognition for us; one that I'm comforted by! However, I still hear the other voices. On this, I must speak up and say my piece.]
[First, I admit that within our WA, some poems fall short of the standards. However, everyone had to start off as a beginner. For them to present their works to everyone, that takes courage! Secondly, there are plenty of good compositions within our works. For example, Moon, So Bright! by XX WA President; Wind, So Comforting! by XX WA Vice President; Snow, So White! by XX WA[2] Chairman. These compositions are considered classics! Compared to Y's poems, they are much better!] 
He quickly wrote an entire paragraph. With a smug smile on his face, he uploaded it to Weibo.
As expected, once it was uploaded, the views skyrocketed.
[F*ck! So shameless! What does the rise of traditional literature have to do with them?]
[Please check the facts. It's because of Y's poem that triggered this event alright?]
[F*ck! I can't take it anymore. This bugger is feeding us bullsh*t. Please get Y to save me…]
…
Meanwhile, a few other major WA members started to reply to the post.
[Thank you, Chairman Huang. Your poem, Flower, So Beautiful! is the true classic.]
[Chairman Huang's words resonate deeply with me. That's the truth!]
[Chairman Huang's summary is very accurate. However, I need to add on a little bit.] Right then, another vice-chairman of the WA came forward and interjected, [Many people are still tagging Y, asking for him to compose a poem. Seeing that, I feel that it's laughable. These people don't understand poems at all!]
[When it comes to writing poems, apart from talent, one would also require inspiration. As the saying goes, the abundance of the heart leads to the spring of ideas. Our poems were all born through trials, tribulations, along with the right environment for its conception. These people tagged Y to call him out, but did he show himself? Not at all! Are they expecting him to create a poem on the fly? Based on his talents, I'm sorry, that's impossible!]
[Chairman Shi is right, it makes sense!]
[Hahaha, that's right. You see lately Y hasn't been showing himself. You want him to compose a poem? Wait on!]
[Straight to the point, as expected of the chairman. Since when was writing a poem easy? If he can compose one, I'll eat three pounds of poop!]
Members of the WA continued to sing their praises.
[I can't take it anymore, I need to escape. These people are too much.]
[At least I feel that Y's poems are a hundred times better than theirs. Shameless bunch!]
[Even a scumbag is not as scummy as them. They're the best... at losing themselves in their boast.]
However, quite a number of people were shaken. After all, the WA was the authority in such issues, making it easier for them to be convincing.
[Guys, let's not argue. The WA has their point too. How can he just compose a poem on the fly?]
[I think these chairmans' poems are quite good. They read well.]
[Most of Y's die-hard fans can't recognize reality and live in their own dream world.]
[Hehe, a lot of people refuse to believe it. Why don't you get Y to show himself? I don't need him to compose a poem on the fly. If he can compose a poem that everyone likes within three days, I'll submit to him!] Chairman Shi grew more prideful as he typed. [I'll bet that he won't dare to show himself!]
At first, Ye Lingchen was only there to watch the drama and did not consider taking part. However, the flames of war had mysteriously latched onto him.
Ye Lingchen's heart was unaffected by the provocations, but rather, it brought him a slight twinge of excitement.
These people were delivering popularity right to his doorsteps!
It was originally a trivial matter, but they managed to blow it to the point of being the top search result. That was a major assistance for him.
'F*ck! What wonderful people!'
'I don't dare to show myself? Why won't I, the prodigy, show myself?'
'Since you're forcing me to compose a poem, then I'll have to take you up on it.'
Without hesitation, Ye Lingchen announced on Weibo. [Is composing a poem on the fly that difficult?]
In just a simple sentence, but it sent Weibo into a frenzy in an instant.
[F*ck! Novel Y replied immediately?]
[OMG, OMG! It's going to be another bloodbath!]
[You see that tone. Y is going to compose a poem on the spot?]
[Y, you're too impulsive. The opposing party is obviously trying to agitate you and have you embarrass yourself.]
[Y, let's ignore them. Why should you compose a poem on the fly for them? We need time too!]
At the same time, Capital University's Professor Wan Yun was also following this incident. After seeing Novel Y making a statement, he unwittingly frowned his brows. That was just too impulsive! Composing a poem on the spot was no different from the seven-step verse[3]. Even the legends of ancient times were awed by such a feat. How was it possible for those in the modern age?
Ye Lingchen ignored the excited crowd, but instead closed his eyes and went into deep thoughts for a moment before typing on his computer.
[The first poem, on wind.]
[Lyrics to the Melody of Green Jadeite Bowl-New Year's Night
Easterlies of the night call to bloom blossoms of a thousand trees,
As if blowing adrift stars that drizzle like rain.
Precious horses and lavish carriages go by leaving a scented trail.
Phoenix flutes music perform as the timekeeper witnesses the turning of hours,
Throughout the night lanterns in the shape of fish and dragons dance and gyrate.
Golden are the willowy tassels of her butterfly hairpin,
Among giggles and chatters, her scent is fading away.
In the crowd, I look for her presence everywhere time and again,
Suddenly I turn around, and I see her there,
Where lights are dim and faint[4].]
...
[1] 好湿 (Hao Shi / very wet) and 好诗 (Hao Shi / good poem) sound the same.
[2] XX WA- In raw, the author did not put XX City or XX District, so we just went with XX. WA over here is the acronym for Writer's Association.
[3] The Seven-step verse tells the story of a genius scholar in classical literature who was issued an ultimatum: Compose a poem within 7 steps or be executed. The scholar managed to recite a poem consisting of four verses with five chinese characters in each line.
[4] The translation of this poem is sourced from https://28utscprojects.wordpress.com/2011/10/01/s202/


Ye Lingchen was a regular high schooler who struggled with exams and expectations from his parents.
All that changed after he woke up from a strange dream and discovered that he had been granted the 'Prodigy System'. His life changed from this point on. Reading a book allowed him to learn its content immediately. Listening to lectures granted instant understanding of the lesson. Observation of a technique imprinted knowledge of the technique used.
Learning had never been so easy, and as the saying goes, knowledge is power. In this case, he now had access to a ton of unbridled power. 
What does it feel like to become a 'prodigy' overnight? Follow Ye Lingchen on this journey to discover the limitless possibilities...

Chang You keenly felt that this matter was not easy.
One would know from the name that this was not an ordinary app!
Boss Pei's naming sense for it was strange.
The names of the various industries and products of Tengda Group were all appropriately named. Take the artificial intelligence AEEIS for example: it was connotative.
So what would be the content of this Useful App for him to dare name it this way?
Chang You immediately messaged Yu Pingan privately: "Is the Useful App a new project on your side?"
Yu Pingan replied in no time.
"Yes, Boss Pei personally requested for it!"
Yu Pingan proudly told Chang You about the specific content of Useful App, especially focusing on Boss Pei's vision and the goals of the first phase.
The more Chang You heard about it, the more he praised it.
When others heard about Useful App, they might think that it was just ordinary knowledge-based social software, but Chang You derived some unusual meaning from it.
Every time Boss Pei wanted to start a new industry, the people in charge of the departments would fully supplement Boss Pei's requirements and fill in the blanks for his intention.
However, they could not guess his true intentions no matter how much they imagined!
Boss Pei had reached a superb level in the linkage of various departments, which most people could not understand.
However, that did not mean that the heads of various departments had to give up thinking.
On the contrary, these people-in-charge should try to figure out more; only in this way could they keep up with Boss Pei's ideas and make continuous progress.
Work hard, and they would be able to see something.
Chang You immediately replied: "If you have time, can you make a trip to OTTO Technology? I want to discuss some things with you in person."
Yu Pingan: "Okay, then I will rush over now, and I will arrive in about an hour."
Yu Pingan didn't ask much. That was the tacit understanding and trust between the heads of various departments of Tengda.
There must be quite important things to discuss since Chang You asked him to go over.
… 
An hour later, Yu Pingan came to OTTO Technology.
Chang You led him to the conference room and briefly spoke about the intelligent assistant AEEIS.
The two of them sipped tea while sharing the information they had.
Yu Pingan was slightly confused: "So does this smart assistant have any connection with the 'Useful App'?"
Chang You said very confidently: "Of course, there is a connection!
"Will the new industries pioneered by Boss Pei be unrelated? Think about his mind map!
"The shallowest connection had already linked Tengda Games, Fei Huang Workspace, OTTO Technology, and Useful app!
"The name AEEIS was personally named by Boss Pei, and it happened to be able to be used in Tengda's latest games and movie plots.
"As to the connection with Useful App…
"Do you know how the current voice assistants will deal with most problems they don't understand?
"They would jump directly to Qiandu's search result page.
"That will at least be better than just answering 'I'm sorry, I don't know.' "
Yu Pingan realized something: "Oh! You mean… Useful App can actually replace this?"
Chang You nodded: "Yes!
"In fact, the current artificial intelligence assistants have evolved in similar ways. When users ask some questions beyond the basic functions, they will automatically search for answers on Qiandu or Wiki.
"The problem is that the effect is very poor.
"That's because everyone knows that most search engines find things that are a pile of rubbish. There is very little useful information in it, and users rarely click in to read them.
"Moreover, this is not a problem that can be solved by the optimization function since the search engine itself cannot solve it. It can only be said that there is too much rubbish on the Internet. When searching for a specific problem, it is simply 'gold in the sh*t'. How can the search engine be optimized? To improve efficiency, it is also difficult to provide users with sufficiently accurate and useful knowledge.
"However, what if we link this function with the content of Useful App?
"Imagine it, that will become the core competitiveness of AEEIS's artificial intelligence!
"In the future, Useful App will actually be able to give the best solution if there is already a lot of information on the app.
"Furthermore, Useful App is also an industry of Boss Pei's, and we can only provide them to AEEIS for use—which will clearly distinguish us from other artificial intelligence assistants.
"At that time, other artificial intelligence assistants will be 'artificially retarded' and can only find a pile of rubbish while AEEIS has a strong knowledge base as support. The experience is definitely much better than other artificial intelligence!
"Isn't this the core competitiveness?
"The best thing was that the original intention of AEEIS was an 'efficient and labor-saving intelligent system'. It uses mechanical sounds and answers most users' questions in a very precise and concise way. This is how its personality settings are.
"Does it sound like a 'mechanical top student'?
"This point is exactly in line with the characteristics of Useful App since its information would be accurate, concise, and efficient knowledge. The combination of the two can be said to be a match made in heaven!
"Useful APP, if used properly, can become the brain of AEEIS, making it smarter than all competitors!"
Yu Pingan suddenly said, "That's it! It really makes sense!
"However…" 
Yu Pingan hesitated and said, "Currently, there is too little content on Useful APP. I am afraid it is difficult to meet this requirement.
"We all say that search engines are not easy to use and wiki contents are garbage, but we have to admit that they started too much earlier than us. What's more, search engines search for the entire network content, which is large enough.
"And if the content on Useful App wants to reach this level, it will take a few years at the earliest…"
Chang You nodded: "I understand, so we have to make different characteristics for each stage.
"Since AEEIS couldn't achieve the level of 'wiki' at the beginning, we have to find a way to achieve the ultimate in a single field.
"You said previously that Useful APP plans to start with the field of literature?"
Yu Pingan took a sip of tea and nodded: "Yes, Professor Kong Zhemin is a great man in the field of literature and has deep research on ancient literature. This time, we are cooperating with the Faculty of Art and Science. Many professors and young scholars were studying ancient literature or modern literature. This is the first field we are setting foot in."
Chang You thought for a while and suddenly thought of an idea: "Then, I think the first feature of AEEIS can be linked with ancient poetry.
"For example, AEEIS can converse with the users in poetry exchange. The user says one sentence, and then AEEIS says a sentence. Either that or AEEIS and the user took turns to say the last sentence; whoever fails to continue will lose…
"AEEIS can use ancient poems to answer user-specific questions while chatting.
"Boss Pei said that AEEIS is an erudite and easygoing intelligent voice assistant. It doesn't swear, but it is so smart that it will offer 'concern' to you when it thinks you are stupid.
"I wondered, isn't this just 'swearing without dirty words'?
"In other words, this should not sound like cursing… but a feeling of 'yin and yang' or the unconscious contempt of the top students towards the flunkies.
"Just like in some film and television dramas, people with high IQ tend to be a bit toxic and will say some lines such as 'the IQ of the whole street is lowered by you'—which can actually highlight his personality!
"Speaking of this, there are a lot of words available in ancient poems, and they can be used in communication!"
Chang You took out his mobile phone and searched the Internet for 'poems that scold people without swearing', and the results were out in no time.
"Your body and reputation may be destroyed, but the rivers would not stop flowing; the ant thinks too highly of itself in its want to conquer the giant tree; even the rats have known their place, what about humans who did not; rotten wood cannot be carved, a wall of dung cannot withstand any weather; ignorant people who only knew brands…
"So many poems, so appropriate!
"In this way, the image of AEEIS will be even more perfect.
"The cold mechanical and electronic sound, efficient and concise answers… when the same question is repeatedly asked, it will show 'concern' to the user—which is very smart. There is also a wealth of knowledge reserves… it can use poetry and famous sentences to communicate with users…
"In addition to the basic functions, such personalized content can actually make users better remember AEEIS and stand out among the many intelligent voice assistants!
"With the continuous improvement of Useful App content, functions of AEEIS will continue to grow, and its areas of expertise will gradually expand in the future, such as all aspects of daily life and knowledge in various professional fields.
"In the future, AEEIS can even link with all apps of Tengda's other industries and become the center of Tengda's industries together with OTTO mobile phones…
"In short, anything can happen with imagination!"
Yu Pingan couldn't help but give a thumbs-up: "Vice-President Chang is amazing! I think that's exactly what Boss Pei has in mind too!
"If there is anything you need us to cooperate with, Vice-President Chang, just let me know."
"The content of our first stage is mainly for literary content, especially ancient poems. While making the content, we can also arrange for someone to cooperate with you to pick out those ancient poems that can express emotions and give them to AEEIS!"
Chang You nodded: "Well, thanks! At that time, the new version of OTTO OS and the newly developed fully automatic intelligent bar lifter will be equipped with AEEIS intelligent assistant.
"When the product is well-received, I will tell Boss Pei that I will use a part of the profit to subsidize Useful App's projects, and I will definitely not let you work in vain!"
Yu Pingan was overjoyed: "Thank you!"
Who said that there was absolutely no possibility of profit for Useful App?
It would definitely be difficult to make a profit by relying solely on the fee for each user when the knowledge base was not rich enough and the insufficient number of users.
However, while the project itself was not profitable, it could be linked with Tengda's profitable projects! Wouldn't it be enough just to make money together?
Anyway, it would be profitable for Boss Pei no matter which department made money!
Everyone was one unified body!


I really just want to lose money! T_T
Best boss ever, prodigy of the business world, genius creator, visionary of the century.
These are the descriptions used for Pei Qian, President of Tengda Corporation.
Ever since his rebirth, Pei Qian finds himself in possession of a system that rewards him if he manages to lose money.
Instantly, a brilliant idea comes to mind — making crappy games!
"If the game flops, all my investment cost will be lost!"
"How difficult can it be to lose money?"
Indeed... how difficult can it be?
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Is this even a poem? Everyone couldn't help but stare at each other in a daze, trying their best to hold in their laughter. However, there were a few of them who couldn't help but giggle.
Yu BingYan stomped her foot in frustration and embarrassment while thinking, My dear Third Uncle, you shouldn’t spout nonsense if you are ignorant. They are now playing with rhyming couplets and what has that got to do with poems? Where did the good poem come from?
The corners of Ling Tian’s lips twitched up in an odd manner. After finally controlling his laughter, he said, "Young noble XiMen, wait a moment."
XiMen Qing felt extremely embarrassed, uncomfortable to remain in the center of the stage. Just when he wanted to walk back to the Extreme Joy Chamber, he was stopped by Ling Tian. He then couldn't help but turn around and force a smile, "I wonder what teaching young noble Ling has for me?"
Ling Tian let out a chuckle and said, "Previously, young noble felt disdain towards my upper phrase and it was indeed extremely similar to what you came up with previously. However, it is alright. I have another upper phrase and I wonder if young noble XiMen will want to try matching it?"
As everyone heard that, they all shouted out in praise. At the same time, they were all extremely clear that XiMen Qing and Ling Tian were officially at odds today. However, just what kind of challenging upper phrase would Ling Tian come up with?
XiMen Qing felt his mood being lifted and was confident that he would definitely be able to come up with something if it wasn’t like the previous ‘impossible’ couplet. At the same time, XiMen Qing was resolute about regaining his reputation through this. Energized, he said, "Young noble Ling, please give me the upper phrase and XiMen Qing is all ears." XiMen Qing said with a stern look, as though he was about to face a formidable opponent.
Ling Tian smiled lightly and said, "My knowledge is shallow and I can only come up with a short upper phrase. My upper phrase is ‘Three lights; sun, moon, stars’. Ling Tian is not able to come up with anything better and let us make do with this. I think young noble XiMen shouldn’t have any problems at all. Haha."
After everyone heard the upper phrase, it seemed extremely ordinary and nothing difficult at all. But thinking about it carefully, they realized that this upper phrase was actually extraordinary! Their faces all began to change as they lowered their heads in deep thought. After thinking for a long while, everyone couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air! A mere rhyming couplet of five words was actually so difficult to match!
Since there was a numerical term in the upper phrase, the lower phrase should also have a numerical term. Since the upper phrase had ‘three’, the lower phrase should not contain it. However, the three words that followed, ‘sun, moon, stars’ were all singular objects and fulfilled the criteria of ‘three lights’. Thus, any other numbers used in the lower phrase would definitely be either less than or more than three. It was just far too difficult! Besides that, sun, moon, and stars were the names of the three continents!
XiMen Qing fell into deep thought and they only reply he could think of was, ‘Three talents; heaven, earth, human’. However, the upper phrase had already used the number three and it wasn’t appropriate for him to do so. But, all other lower phrases didn't make any sense. Thus, he couldn't help but furrowed his brows with deep contemplation.
All of a sudden, the whole Smoky Thea Tower fell into silence. Only the sound of Third Master Yu loudly chewing could be heard!
More than a thousand people fell into deep thought at the same time with some of the scholars especially hardworking, with their beards being twiddled and a face full of frustration. The few of them were of equal stature to Mister Qin. But because of Mister Qin’s fabulous disciple, they felt as though they were unknowingly suppressed. If they couldn't even match the upper phrase which Mister Qin’s disciple came up with they would truly feel ashamed. While Ling Tian’s couplet was obviously targeted at XiMen Qing, the few old scholars treated it as a competition with Mister Qin. 
A long while later, a white-bearded old scholar shook his head depressedly and said with a long sigh, "I can’t match it, I just can’t match it! The younger generation is really commendable! This short five-word phrase is actually so difficult to match. It is indeed easy to come up with a rhyming couplet but hard to match one!" As this voice sounded, sounds of sighing could be heard all over the tower!
Even Mister Qin himself couldn't match it and was shaking his head with a sigh. However, he still looked extremely energized without a single trace of sadness to be seen on his face! Seeing how his disciple was able to stump all the heroes of the world with an upper phrase, Mister Qin felt extremely proud in his heart! In that moment, he felt as though he had finally reached the apex stage which he had dreamed of all his life!
Looking at the few scholars who he had usually fought with, Mister Qin felt delighted in his heart! Hehe, this is my proud disciple! How about that? Are you guys convinced?
XiMen Qing’s face turned uglier and uglier with his originally fair complexion turning completely red and beads of sweat flowing down like rain.
On the other hand, Ling Tian let out a chuckle and said leisurely, "Young noble XiMen, you can think about it slowly, there is no rush at all. This young noble will first go back to take a nap. Hahaha…"
"Hold on!" The veins on XiMen Qing’s forehead bulged up, "Your upper phrase has the word ‘three’ in it and it is obviously meant to make things difficult for us. This is obviously an upper phrase which cannot be matched, and I am unable to do it. However, I believe that no one will be able to come up with a match for it either!" As XiMen Qing said that, many people began nodding their heads in approval!
XiMen Qing was not the only one who felt this way. After understanding the true difficulty of this upper phrase, many people had the same thought. However, none of them dared to voice it out openly like XiMen Qing!
"Hahaha, what a joke!" Ling Tian burst out into laughter as his lips curled up in disdain, "Everything in the world definitely has an opposite and this is an iron-clad rule which has not changed since the ancient times. Every upper phrase would definitely have a lower phrase. The only reason why you aren’t able to match it is because of your ignorance. However, you actually dare to say that no one will be able to come up with a match for it. Aren’t you looking down too much on the heroes of the world?"
XiMen Qing could clearly hear that Ling Tian was returning his previous words to him with great sarcasm. Thus, his face turned ugly as he retorted, "I don’t believe anyone will be able to match this upper phrase!"
"What if there is?" Ling Tian questioned.
"If young noble Ling Tian is able to come up with the lower phrase, XiMen Qing is willing to admit that I am inferior in the area of rhyming couplets. From today on, I will never touch rhyming couplets again in my life!" XiMen Qing was actually crafty with his words. First, he only locked his sights on Ling Tian. In other words, only a lower phrase by Ling Tian would be counted. Even if someone else were to come up with the lower phrase, it would have nothing to do with Ling Tian! Second, he only said that he would admit his inferiority in rhyming couplets and never touch them again! But, he never mentioned anything else!
Even if he didn't touch rhyming couplets anymore, he could still touch poetry, music, zither, chess, calligraphy or painting! In other words, it wouldn't affect him too greatly at all. Furthermore, after he had failed terribly at the previous ‘impossible’ couplet, XiMen Qing probably wouldn’t have the face to attend any other rhyming couplet meetings from today on. 
Everyone present today wasn't an idiot and could naturally hear the meaning behind XiMen Qing’s words. Thus, jeering sounds could be heard from all over with everyone displaying their disdain towards XiMen Qing’s shamelessness.
XiMen Qing’s face turned pale again as he ignored the jeering sound from around him. He felt as though he still had a stomach full of talent he had yet to display, so how would he be willing to admit his defeat?
Ling Tian sneered and ignored the words XiMen Qing said. After all, Ling Tian had already lost his patience with XiMen Qing’s shamelessness, "Listen carefully, my lower phrase is…"
Everyone perked their ears up only to hear Ling Tian emphasizing on every word he said, "Four poems; style, hymns, ode!"
"Three lights; sun, moon, stars. Four poems; style, hymns, ode!"
Silence filled the tower before a round of applause exploded forth! The Heavenly Star Continent also had the ‘Book of Songs’ and it was no different from the Book of Songs which was in Ling Tian’s time. Everyone knew that the Book of Songs was separated into three main categories: style, hymns, and ode. As for hymns, it was split into two subsections, lesser court hymns, and major court hymns. Thus, it wasn’t too much to call it four poems!
Not only did the words rhyme well, they matched each other perfectly and it could even describe the present atmosphere!
It was indeed an ingenious match!
XiMen Qing’s face was ashen; he had always thought that he had remarkable talent and would never be able to find a match. However, his arrogance built up over the years was completely destroyed by Ling Tian today! In that moment, he was completely disheartened!
Amongst the judges, the oldest scholar stood up and looked and Ling Tian with praise, "Young noble Ling is really a heavenly gifted talent! For Mister Qin to have such a disciple, you should have no regrets for life!"
Mister Qin’s eyes were already reduced into a thin line from the bright smile on his face. Twiddling with his beard, he looked at Ling Tian proudly. At the same time, his face was no longer merely radiant, it was already sparkling like gold.
Ling Tian chuckled and said humbly, "Actually this isn’t the only lower phrase for ‘Three lights; sun, moon, stars’. There are many lower phrases that can be a match for it. For example, ‘One wave; wind, lightning, rain’ or ‘two nations; close, brotherly, states’. Ah ah ah, it is just that all of you had not given it enough thought. If you guys were to mull over it carefully, you would definitely be able to come out with more."
"Three lights; sun, moon, stars. One wave; wind, lightning, rain… Three lights; sun, moon, stars. Two nations; close, brotherly, states." That old scholar mumbled a few times under his breath before saying with a wide smile, "You are indeed a heavenly gifted talent! Indeed a heavenly gifted talent! This old man is convinced!" he then went back to his seat. But when he looked towards Ling Tian, his gaze was full of joy as though he was looking at his own grandchild.
Ling Tian said with a smile, "Back then, I had this conversation with senior Ye QingChen as well. He also had a lower phrase for it which was even more exciting! His lower phrase was ‘Six meridians; inch, pass, feet’! This is the true work of art! Senior Ye said that while it was easy to come up with the upper phrase, matching it was extremely difficult! While it was difficult to match an upper phrase, there is no such thing as an impossible match!"
Now that Ling Tian had said that, he had saved the faces of many of the scholars present. While the younger generations may not know about Ye QingChen, men like Mister Qin had long heard of his fame. Now that they had heard Ling Tian relating what Ye QingChen ‘said’ to all of them, the scholars all felt thankful in their hearts. The impression they had of Ling Tian was also greatly improved, feeling as though the people of Sky Bearing must have been blind to call such a character the number one silkpants!
At this point, there was no longer any meaning to continue with the topic of rhyming couplets. After a short discussion, the judges decided to enter into the next segment, poetry competition!
All the talented youths who were depressed from being defeated by Ling Tian were immediately energized, sitting up straight and changing their targets from XiMen Qing to Ling Tian!


Ever met someone who started cultivating from his mother’s womb? 
He does not care for his image, willing to take all steps necessary to ensure his plans succeed!
Watch Ling Tian, martial arts genius, who crossed from the modern world to the ancient times, bringing with him all his memories from his past self!
A person with high comprehension talent, blessed with the gift of eloquence as well as a burning desire to be the best!
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In a matter of weeks, Felix, the new kid, became the center of my classes. He was liked instantly by all students in my classes. Ever since he came, I already predicted that Felix Griffin was going to be the new stud to Gardner's elite showoffs. He's from the suburbs of Indianapolis, who just moved here because his mother was offered a teaching post at a university here in the city.  

By the middle of September, I was already involved in extracurricular activities, such as French club. The teacher, Mrs. Jeanette, looked like an aged Marylin Monroe (if she were still alive). The club took place after school on Tuesdays & Thursdays, making me take the 5:00 bus after school. This left me with Monday, Wednesday, & Friday as my free time days.
My classes have been going smooth & boring. We've now entered the American Revolutionary War in history, talking about the battles & the comparisons between the British and American forces in the combat, as well as people that lead it. We talked about the battles that ended the war with American Independence & the government's formation with its political parties. Half of the class was bored to the max. At the cafeteria, I got the inspiration to write something up. Since last year, I've kept a notebook filled with drawings & poems titled "ENLIGHTEN ME". It featured poems & drawings about my pursuits of nature & my own self expressions. For example:
I walked across the woods,
Watching birds as they flew,
All nostalgic, nothing anew,
Yet so calm with life that grew, 
Here within the forest's view. 
The bell then rang & I was off to my next class: Spanish with Mr. Aguirre. Zach was up to another of his annoying antics. This time, he placed a whoopee cushion on one Wilbur "Big Willy" Dempsey's chair. Everyone laughed as it happened. 
"Man, don't these idiots ever stop" I heard someone comment.
It was Darius Williams, one of the few classmates that actually do their work.
"Hey Elle, you got a pencil I can borrow?" He asks. 
"Sure". 
Unlike the rest of the boys I've meet, Darius comes off to me as probably the nicest of all them, if not the only nice boy on my list. He's the kind of guy that would never say things behind your back. Even thought I only have him is in Spanish, Darius had more class than the bozos in there. He wasn't troublesome like Billy Hogarth or snobby like Trent Sawyer, he was just.... Darius. I guess the one think I can relate with him is the fact that we were plebes. At Gardner, the alumni is divided between the Elites and the Plebes. The Plebes are students from poor/middle class family backgrounds who got accepted here through a scholarship or payments. The Elites, on the other hand, are the ones who come from a rich background full of money, their parents pay the school so that they learn there.
English started off with a movie adaptation of one of O. Henry's short stories. Ashley & the other girls were off gossiping while Billy Hogarth was off sleeping on his desk. Trent & Lawson attempted to shoot spitballs at some of the classmates while the teacher didn't look. It was only me & Felix who were watching the movie. Sensing a bit of creativity, I started working on my sketchbook. I drew the amulet I found in the park, the dark alley from my dream, & some roses. The film was an adaptation of A Retrieved Reformation, the story of an safe cracker named Jimmy Valentine. It was a good adaptation for short story, especially since they don't change the plot much. 
The class ended with Ms. Winfrey giving us another assignment to work on at home, a Brief summary of the story & the themes it demonstrated. I walked down the stairs to the second floor, my art classroom was located there & it was way far from where I was. 
"Elena! Hey Elena!" I heard someone call out. 
I turned around & see Felix Griffin carrying what appeared to be my Journal. 
"I believe this is yours" he tells me while handing it over to me.
How could I have forgotten my journal? I could have sworn I put it in my backpack.

"Thanks".
"You have really nice drawings inside there" he comments. "& I think your poems are pretty fly". 
He looked into my work. 
Felix is the first one to ever take a look into my journal, & he thinks its fly. All the sudden, I get a strange feeling inside of me as I heard him say those words. I don't know why, but it feels like having butterflies in your stomach. 
"T-thank you". 
"You're welcome" He responds back. 
He leaves to his next class while I leave to mine, with that weird feeling is still hanging onto me. Why did this occur? Why is it affecting? But yet again, why should I care about it?! All he did was pick up my notebook & returned it to me, but no one had ever done that for me though. The last time I forgot something was my folder from 6th grade. It got ripped to shreds when I found it. For me, this felt...new. 

The rest of the day went smoothly. I finished my homework, ate dinner with my aunt, & started working on a new drawing. At night, however, I started having a nightmare.
I was all alone in the woods, It was covered in fog. The whole setting just looked like it came from a horror film, a Stephen King adaptation to say even further. All I could hear was the howling of the wolves and the hoots of a nearby owl. As I looked around, I came to the attention of 2 glowing eyes. I felt frightened at the very moment I saw them, leaving me with no other option but to run. I ran as fast as I could from the glowing eyes of the unknown creature. As I looked back, the eyes came closer & closer. Without realizing it, I tripped over a stupid rock.
"Damn it! it just had to be like one of those stupid horror movie cliches!".
As the creature lunged at me, I was awakened by my alarm clock.
"Great, its over" I said to myself as I woke up.
The weather has been getting colder by the minute, so it was a good thing I brought my denim jacket with me.  I could feel the winds howling with a strong breeze & notice the leaves fall down to the ground one by one, all in different colors However, the cold has become the least of my worries now that I hear more police sirens wailing throughout the city. It has gotten dangerous these past weeks, with neighborhoods getting blown up & demolished in sight. The last reported demolition occurred near mine neighborhood, in Renaissance Avenue.
Renaissance Avenue was an old area of the city that was labeled for reconstruction and remodeling. It's one of the only areas that's never been remodeled or fixed in years. It was where the Riot of '19 took place, where an anarchist made a manifestation on the streets, causing mass hysteria. According to the articles, 5 cops ended up dead & 12 of those anarchists were arrested. It coincided with the Palmer Raids conducted by the US Attorney General, when the 1st Red Scare was a thing.
Looking for potential shortcuts, Renaissance Avenue became my choice of destination. It wasn't too far from the park, but sure felt like a totally different place. As I rode in the area, I couldn't tell if the place was already damaged or worn out. The whole place was a mess, with broken glass and cracked walls found in every building. It felt and looked as empty as a ghost town; there wasn't a single person in sight. Yet, there's something out here. I began to hear loud stomps on the ground, with the streets getting colder & colder. I was getting the chills just by standing there. This was all strange to me, what is there to fear out here? there's nothing. 

"God, it's getting cold".
That's when I realized that there was something here.The ground cracked near me, leaving some sort of footprints. Footprints that lead to me. 

"No way". 

Without thinking twice, I get on my bike & run away from it. The stomps got louder and faster, chasing me through the alleys. 

"What the hell's chasing me?!".
judging from the wreckage & damage it left, this thing was an animal, a rabid animal. Trying to dodge this monster was hard, since the only thing I can see is its shadow.
the walls around the alley began cracking, dust started covering me from behind like a whirlwind. Its presence was so large that I tripped over & fell down towards the wet ground. Looking back, the invisible monster disappeared without a trace. 
"How?" I began to ponder as I looked around the grey skies.
Nobody would believe me if I told them about this. 
As I stand up, I see that my uniform has gotten dirty. 
"Wonderful".
Once I got home, I changed clothes and took the dirty ones straight to the laundromats in the apartment complex's basement. Every complex has one for every tenant. After that, I went to the apartment & began doing my homework. Most of it was easy, but the math homework was always getting up on me. Out of curiosity, I pull out the sphere. I don't know why, but I feel that there's something behind it. The closer I looked into it, I began to see some strange marks engraved in it; strange symbols of some sort. Even the amulet had some weird things on it.

"What is this thing?" I started to wonder. "What's its purpose? its meaning?".

Elena Cruz is a nerd, an outcast, and a freak to everyone around her. She has no friends, a troubled relationship with her aunt, and to top that all, a pair of strange eyes. After finding a strange amulet, supernatural occurrences start to take place in her surroundings, revealing a deadly secret hidden from reality. As dark forces look for her, Elena will have to step up as an uncalled hero to save her world from Chaos.

"Two Days" continuously said the young one armed man sitting on a shabby bed. He felt like someone was holding a sword right on top of his head.

'I'm definitely not going to survive without help...'

The sole idea of being alone, in this cut throat world for an entire year with the mental capacity of a two year old was chilling. Prometheus didn't think that just because the village had helped him after the attack of the bandits they would also care about him for an entire year after he began to behave like a mentally impeded child.

Not even in a aristocratic house they would do something like that. Probably in a royal family they would keep you and try to sold you of to connect the family to some rich merchant clan, but that was only because of the royal title. 

Poor people? They would probably kill him themselves and feel good about it.

This was what he thought at least. He wasn't an expert on poor people living in Illusory Thunder. In fact he didn't know much about how poor people lived in Illusory Thunder. Yes, he was from here, but didn't even know what region of the world was the one he was reborn in. 

Illusory Thunder was a huge world after all.

Just take the kingdom where he was born in his first life, the Illuria Kingdom, as example: first, it was only one of the fifty-eight regions of the Luma Empire. Comparing it to a country from Earth, the Illuria Kingdom was about the size of modern day Russia. Even so, it was only one of the smallest region of the Empire. Plus, the Empire itself was only a small power in the North-East of Atlante, the Central and only Continent in Illusory Thunder. All around, spread the tumultuous Sage Sea and even farther there was the legendary Crown of Fire, an impassable mount range dominated by the most powerful organizations in the whole Illusory Thunder.

'Yes, that's about all what I remember about this world' considered the young man, trying to recall other information about Illusory Thunder that could help him.

For the moment, everything he remembered proved to be completely useless. He was a prince in his first life, after all. He didn't have much common sense knowledge. He knew a bit of general geography, lots of history about his own Illuria Kingdom and the Empire it served, and could recite and explain tons of poems and literary works. That was it. 

He had no real skill, nor he had been trained on how to find help while being a complete destitute.

In his first life, most of his time had been spent preparing to marry inside the Imperial Family. Ah yes, he - Prince Seven- had been chosen by the Emperor himself to be the husband of his third daughter. It was because of a weird celestial sign that seemingly connected with the one that appeared when the princess was born. And again, yes: they were born in the same day. 

Weird stuff. But not the weirdest thing that ever happened to him.

So, the Emperor decided that he had to marry his daughter. Probably that was the reason he was killed in the first place. 

In the seventeen years of his first life, he only learned about good manners and the history of the Empire. He was also forced to memorized poems and other literary works, when his royal family discovered that the imperial princess was passionate about those things. Him? Oh, he hated that with all his heart.  

Not being able to cultivate, his parents forced him to stay always inside the castle, fearing that some other power would try to assassinate him. 

Well, they were kinda right. However, even staying holed up inside his royal castle didn't save him from death. A death that probably occurred while he was sleeping, as he didn't remember it at all.

Which was a thing that Prometheus had always been grateful of. Just imagining how much disturbing would it be to remember his own assassination made him shiver. How could somebody peacefully live remembering their own death? 

Especially one caused by a wife that they never met. How would you be able to ever form a meaningful relationship with such a disturbing memory?

Prometheus laughed lightly.

'Marriage killed me... hahaha... wait?' 

The young man suddenly stopped laughing, his face freezing in a strange expression for a couple of minutes. 

'I'm a genius' 

"A GENIUS" he exclaimed his face brimming with joy.

He just had an incredible idea, something that would allow him to survive an entire year without being left to die.

"... marriage"

He mumbled. His eyes suddenly opened wide and he bounced up from the bed, his body exploding with new energy. This was an incredible idea! 

"HAHAHAHA, YES MARRIAGE!" 

He screamed with passion, hope returning to lift his spirit. That was a genius idea! Why didn't he think about it before? There were plenty of poems and myths were the hero lost his mind for a period of time and was cared about by his wife.

Yes, they were only literature, but stories had some truth on them.

"HAHAHA, Prometheus you are truly a genius!" he exclaimed loudly, slapping his tight.

"Mmm? A genius? Who's this Prometheus?" 

A vibrant voice came out from the door. Looking at it, Prometheus saw a tall fit girl with flaming short red hair. Her dark eyes looked at him with curiosity as she entered the room.

'Who the fuck is she?' 

Seeing that the maimed young man completely silent, the girl seemed to be offended. "Ehy, dummy! I asked you a question!" she said angrily, moving closer to the bed.

'System!'

An black interface appeared around the pretty face of the girl, enclosing it in a frame of some sort and displaying a multitude of information about her in black boxes around it.

[Name: Syndra]
[Surnames: Flower Picker, Firehead Syndy]
[Age: 16]
[...]

Lots of information remembered Prometheus about who she was and what relationship she had with the predecessor owner of his body: she was his best friend and hunt companion.

'Best friend?'

Prometheus looked at the girl more closely: she clearly was a beauty. The tomboy kind. A flash passed between his eyes, as he tried to think about the information that he read about her before. 

'Fuck, I should have payed more attention!'

Maybe was the confusion caused by his recent inter-dimensional travel from Earth to Illusory Thunder, maybe it was the panic of having so little time before becoming a retard or maybe was his mind regression having an effect on his memory, but he couldn't remember much about the things that he read just not too long ago about her.

'What the hell?'

[Short term memory compromised by the decreasing of consciousness] informed him the system, with the weird english-french accent.

'Fuck! This is broken! I hate this system! I should be invincible and have free packs of super useful stuff, not getting a useless lizard tattoo and fucking Alzheimer!'

"Hey silly, I'm talking to you!" said the red haired girl, putting an arm on her side while stopping right in front of the bed. 

"Oh sorry, I was distracted" nervously said Prometheus, trying to gain time. At the same time he ordered the system: ' System! Was Sif close with this girl? Not friendship close... I mean, very close...'

[Please provide examples of "very close"] asked the System.

'Damn you stupid thing! You are truly useless... you know... walking under the moon or some thing like that...' started the youth, thinking of some random things that could rapidly confirm to him that they really were childhood sweethearts. '...or doing thing naked together' he immediately added after thinking of it. 

[Indeed, Sif and Sydra have talked many times under the moon and bathed naked together in numerous occasion] revealed the system.

Prometheus eyes lit up with surprise, but then he thought about it more and realized that it was probably things that happened when they were children. 'Yeah probably when they were younger... no, I'm talking about recent stuff!'

[The most recent time was 3 days and 13 hours before the bandit assault] responded the System.

'Oh? That's... amazing! I don't even need to work on it!' Prometheus almost couldn't hold back from exploding in laughter at the news.

'Fuck it, if the power of the mc is disgusting but at least I have the childhood love interest that can help me stay safe.' thought the Illuria prince. He just needed to ask her without rising any suspicion. Maybe he didn't even need to marry her in the end. 

'No, I still need to make it sure!' he decided after a moment of thought. What would happen if someone else tried to take her hand or some other crazy thing like that? In this world she was already supposed to be married. 

"Ahaha, of course... I was just in awe of you beauty Syndra, you look amazing today" confidently said Prometheus, after having received confirmation about their relationship from the system why would he feel nervous? 

"Uh? Good, you clearly are feeling better today, at least your brain is surely working better" said the girl with a radiant smile. She seemed pretty happy about the compliment. 

'I'm saved! The Heavens truly do have eyes!'

Thanks to the Beast Master System, Prometheus can bind any creature to his will and use their strength to fight and improve his cultivation base.

His journey will take him from being the son of a simple commoner hunter, to the greatest Beast Master ever existed.

Ah, did I told you that this isn't his first reincarnation? Yes, he has plenty of old enemies to take care of.

Cover by Halycoon.

----- Content of The Novel ----
Cultivation, System, Vengeance, Wedding Contract, Slaves, Pet Army, Artifact Forging, Kingdom Building, Weak-To-Strong, Merchants, Magical Beasts, Academy


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