Beloved by All, Saintess, Please Stop Flirting!

【Douluo Dalu fanfic】+【1vN】+【Taming men】+【Love rivals】+【Multiple male leads】+【Rivalry among men】+【A mountain of original worldbuilding】+【Spirit Hall faction】 (A massive backlog, five chapters updated daily) I transmigrated into the role of the Pope's personally chosen Saintess and got bound to a deadly System. Want to level up? Flirt with men. Want to get stronger? Get involved in a romantic entanglement. Want to become a god? Train the top men on the entire continent to be devoted to you. The ghostly little brother I picked up at six climbs in through my window every night just to make sure no one else's scent is on me. On the night my gentle senior confesses his love, a Titled Douluo is hiding in the closet. The aloof Sword Douluo's thousand-year-old resolve crumbles over a single sword tassel. A domineering crown prince, a wolfish brother duo, an earnest teacher, a scheming priest... Love triangles are part of everyday life, and sneaking around is a daily quest. The System's alerts ring eight hundred times a day, and my soul power shoots up nonstop. On the day I came of age, three men were hiding in my room, two were eavesdropping outside the door, and another was peeking in through the window. I poured a cup of tea and asked with a smile, "Why don't we all sit down and talk?" Only later did they realize that Spirit Hall's sphere of influence was expanding even faster than my affection scores. Flirting with men is the means; building an empire is the goal. The whole continent thinks I'm keeping a harem, but only the System knows: Every fish that takes the bait eventually becomes a steady source of income for Spirit Hall.