Author of The Multiverse

Linxia stretched his arms, leaning back in his chair as he gazed at the glowing interface in front of him. His book, The Sightless Path, was doing way better than he ever expected.

He had hit 10,000 views—an insane number for a beginner like him. Just a month ago, he was struggling to break a hundred in his og world. His ESPR (Experience Readers /Story dedicated Followers ) had shot up to 957, just a little more before he reached 1,000 and leveled up.

Damn, I really might make it as a writer in this universe, he thought, unable to stop the proud smirk on his face.

But when he checked the Leaderboard Edition, his self-satisfaction quickly evaporated.

Books with hundreds of billions of views sat comfortably at the top. Some had even reached trillions.

Linxia stared at the numbers for a moment before scoffing at himself. "10,000 views and I was acting like I hit the peak of the cultivation world… I really am too easily satisfied." He shook his head. Well, at least I'm moving up.

He turned his attention back to his comments.

Most of them were normal.

> [DreamyJadeLotus]: Author-sama, when's the next update?!

[DarkSpiritElder]: Bro, that last chapter was FIRE. More!!!

[MortalHeavenlySword]: Haha, MC is finally realizing his power. Good pacing so far!

Linxia nodded in satisfaction. His readers were engaged. They were invested. That meant more views, interactions, and ESPR gains.

But then he saw it.

A new comment.

And not just any comment.

It was from some "Xiao Lan" person.

> [XiaoLan]: Honored Master SilentQuill, this disciple humbly seeks guidance. I have awakened with golden eyes and a silver flute, but I do not understand my path. How can I cultivate this power?

Linxia read the comment once. Then twice.

Then he burst out laughing.

"Pfffffft—HAHAHAHA!"

He clutched his stomach. Even in this advanced, intergalactic era, there were still people acting like characters from a cultivation novel?!

This was peak chuunibyou behavior!

A part of him admired the dedication. They weren't just roleplaying, they were deep into character.

After calming down, he cracked his knuckles, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Well, anything for my readers, right?"

If they wanted to play, he'd play along.

Linxia straightened his posture, cleared his throat, and typed out a grand, scholarly response.

> [SilentQuill]: Ah, young one… to awaken with golden eyes and a silver flute is no mere coincidence. The Dao has chosen you, and the path ahead is filled with trials. Fear not, for the way of cultivation is one of perseverance.

He smirked. This was fun.

> [SilentQuill]: Your flute is not just an instrument—it is a vessel of power. To wield it properly, you must first attune yourself to its resonance. Close your eyes, listen, and feel the connection between yourself and the unseen spirits. Only then will the path reveal itself to you.

Linxia leaned back, admiring his work.

He half-expected XiaoLan to disappear after that. Most people who roleplayed like this eventually broke character.

But not her.

She responded immediately.

> [XiaoLan]: Many thanks, Great Master! This disciple shall follow your wisdom and attempt to attune to the flute.

Linxia's grin widened.

Oh?

She's really committed to this, huh?

He tapped his fingers against the desk, considering his next move.

Well, if this XiaoLan person wanted guidance, he'd give her guidance.

After all, the more comments, the more engagement, the more ESPR he gained.

And if it meant The Sightless Path grew more popular…

He was more than happy to roleplay as some ancient, wise master.

After all a little roleplay never hurt anyone.

Thus, the legend of Master SilentQuill was born.