Lu Chen transmigrates to the cultivation world and awakens the talent “Listening to All Things.” He thought he would hear legendary techniques and secret manuals, but all he hears is scandalous chatter!
A cool and aloof saintess stands before him as everyone pays homage. Yet Lu Chen hears the jade sash around her waist screaming, “Help! It’s strangling me! To make her waist look slimmer, my mistress skipped breakfast today. Suck in, and suck in some more!”
A demon sect enchantress brims with killing intent, vowing to wipe out the righteous path. Yet Lu Chen hears the red embroidered shoes beneath her feet complain, “Quit acting so cool, sis. Your big toenail is split, and it’s digging into me. Could you trim your nails before fighting?”
A haughty empress sits upon her dragon throne, radiating authority. Yet Lu Chen hears the soft armor she wears close to her body grumble, “It’s so itchy! She didn’t bathe last night, and there’s a pimple on her back. I wish someone would scratch it!”
Looking at the peerless immortal maidens before him, all outwardly dignified but secretly adorably clueless, Lu Chen sighs. He silently hands them a bottle of wound ointment and a pair of nail clippers, then helps them scratch their itches.
The maidens blush. “Senior Brother... you really understand me!” Lu Chen replies, “I don’t! I didn’t! Please stop imagining things!”
This is the story of a man forced to become the one who “understands women best,” struggling to survive amid a chaotic love-triangle battlefield, and having the time of his life.
