I Maxed Out My Skills at Wooing Women in the Cultivation World!!!

This humble Daoist is Lin Jiang, a visitor from Blue Star. Being transported to another world in a new body is nothing special. After ten years of cultivation, I was crowned the Holy Son. In the Qingyun Sect, I reign supreme. I don’t toil away at cultivation or refine pills (except for fun now and then). My Dao companions are everywhere. Senior sisters, junior sisters, don’t be shy. Your senior brother will guide you in understanding the Dao! Good sir, take a look: The sect’s scenery is a painting, but your senior brother can’t stop thinking about romance. At dawn, I recite poetry to tease Su Wan. In the afternoon, I discuss the Dao and sing Xia Wei’s praises. The stern, fearsome elder in charge of discipline? I still dare to tell her she’s as beautiful as a flower. I slack off among the bookshelves in the Scripture Pavilion and sneak a drink in the spirit-food hall. Hey! This is how life in the immortal world should be lived. Leave all your worries and troubles behind! Don’t say I neglect my duties and wander around aimlessly. A blood mark sprouts in the space between my brows. I can master every path under heaven. Look at that sword energy stretching across eight thousand zhang. In an instant, a lotus blooms in my hand. Look at the phoenix cries rising from the pill furnace’s flames. I steal the secrets of heaven and laugh with delight. What’s the Seven Sects Martial Meet to me? The geniuses and holy maidens all fall at my feet, and they still have to listen to me lecture on the Dao (and flirt with the girls)! The clappers beat on, then grow quiet. Remember the essential lesson: In this life, I won’t cultivate the Heartless Dao. I’ll enjoy the carefree path to immortality amid the mortal world. Poetry paves the way, wine builds the bridge. I stand proud amid a hundred flowers. What does eternal life look like? Just look: in the immortal world, I’ve maxed out my flirting skills! (Clang!) My lord, please come in. Shall we take a closer look?