One of the best books I’ve ever read and I’m not 300 chapters in. I can’t describe how phenomenal this novel is. It’s not for everyone, as the author states, it’s a book more akin to water dripping through stone. However every drop is so thoroughly fleshed, it’s extraordinary. There’s no gimmicks, there’s no specialty, only Tao. This author truly has stuck by his goal in writing this fairy tail. He wanted to create a book about a young ink painting (Mo Hua) building the foundation he needs to cultivate to immortality through arrays. If you are a fan of arrays, if you are a fan of constant accumulation, and the gratification related to success from accumulation, this is the book for you. This book is slow, with long chapters, heavy emotions, the love of family, the strength of friendship, the strength of the common good, the strength of industry, and most importantly, the strength of the formation.
