The entire sect is obsessed with love, but I'm the only one who's truly insane.

Spring warms and the ice melts, and all things begin anew.

At the foot of the rolling green hills stretched a crowd of people for miles, their chanting rising and falling in cadence, standing out particularly amidst the clamor that resembled the boiling of porridge.

"Bone age 17, Wood element 30, Metal element 70, next!"

Lin Du opened her eyes as the person behind her shoved her, and a wave of palpitations made her involuntarily furrow her brows.

"Hurry up, you guys! Why aren't you moving?"

"Keep your voice down, that person looks unwell and seems to be in some discomfort."

"What's the point of this sickly fellow joining in? Which sect would dare to take him? Hurry up, don't delay the people behind us."

"Silence!" the monk maintaining order shouted solemnly.

The people in front quickly fell silent.

Seeing that the person was hesitant to raise their hand, the cultivator who was testing their spiritual roots reminded them, "Put your hand up and silently recite your birth date and time."

A pale, slender hand landed in front of him, its bones jagged and veins distinct like glass. The cultivator was startled and looked up at the owner of the hand.

The man appeared to be young, slender, and wearing a tattered, pale green robe. His hair was casually pinned up behind his head, with messy, yellowish bangs that looked like signs of malnutrition.

Unfortunately, she had a pale and weary face, with drooping eyebrows and a distant and aloof expression, like a withered branch covered in snow in winter, which would be crushed into thin mist at the slightest carelessness.

He was sickly, but a really handsome one at that; what a pity.

The Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches of the Five Elements Spiritual Device kept rotating until it stopped at a certain angle. Then, it shone brightly, and the person registering behind the counter immediately widened their eyes.

"...Born during the Lesser Cold season, with the Hui River frozen, this is a natural maximum value ice attribute, a pure ice spiritual root."

A pure ice spirit root, with a pure heart and unwavering determination, making him an excellent candidate for cultivation.

The cultivator behind the counter exclaimed as if he had seen a priceless treasure, "Bone age thirteen! A max-value ice spirit root!"

The people behind him were in an uproar. Today was a rare day for the Central Plains sect selection. All the major and minor sects, including the Three Sects, Six Schools, and Ten Schools, had gathered here to select their new disciples.

Everyone is born with five elemental attributes. Some people have conflicting spiritual roots, making cultivation difficult. Others have spiritual roots that help them absorb spiritual energy more easily. And those with single-element spiritual roots can cultivate quickly, not to mention those with mutated spiritual roots that change with time. Such people are blessed with boundless fortune and are rarely seen.

Admittedly, regardless of one's aptitude for cultivation, there is always an opportunity to embark on the Great Path. However, innate talent remains a necessary condition for entering a good sect.

After all... such good aptitude allows for extremely fast absorption of spiritual energy, which ordinary small sects dare not accept—fearing that their own spiritual veins will be drained. Thus, young geniuses are mostly born into major sects.

Who would have thought that this sickly, thin bamboo pole in front of us would have such a great talent?

The cultivator with the pen quickly noted down Lin Du's attributes and handed her a wooden talisman. "Boundless Blessing, young friend, please take this. Proceed to the plaza at the top of the mountain and wait for the sect to select you. Report according to the number on the wooden talisman."

Lin Du nodded his thanks, but feeling the throbbing pain in his heart, the smile on his lips turned bitter.

This body is not just a simple sickly person; it feels like it could collapse at any moment.

At the foot of the mountain, those with cultivation potential would take a wooden talisman and step forward, instantly appearing as if they had traveled through time to the wide stone steps.

Lin Du looked up at the mountaintop shrouded in floating clouds with a sense of wonder.

Is this the world of cultivation? It's more interesting than she imagined.

Thoughts that didn't belong to her resurfaced in her mind.

[Host, how are you? Have you made up your mind? You should know that you only have one day left to live.]

Lin Du stepped onto the stone steps without changing his expression. "According to the usual tropes of cultivation novels, spiritual energy can prolong life, right?"

No oil and salt.

The system was at its wits' end. What kind of nice host would be so uncooperative with the system?

But is it possible—I mean, is it possible—that you won't even live to see the day you begin your cultivation?

Lin Du walked very slowly; his body was truly frail. Lin Daiyu looked healthier than him.

She's a relationship blogger, someone whose private messages and live streams are filled with love-struck complaints.

Lin Du's parents divorced, and he was left unsupervised from a young age. He witnessed the coldness and warmth of human relationships along the way, and drifted along in a world of ambiguity and self-interest. He saw through people's hearts so clearly that he decided to become a relationship blogger. Because of his sharp style, clear-headedness, and heart-wrenching words, he gained followers very quickly.

Unfortunately, neither gentle persuasion nor harsh insults can save the world's large group of people with love-struck minds.

Lin Du's hair was thinning day by day, and his face was growing older—he was furious.

Finally, she opened up, respecting the mockery locked in!

Who knew that after staying up all night for a live stream, he suddenly experienced heart palpitations and ended up here.

Yes, Lin Du transmigrated; to be precise, he transmigrated into a book.

Lin Du transmigrated into a series of angst-filled cultivation novels. This series brought together the top romance enthusiasts from various cultivation worlds. As he climbed the mountain, Lin Du looked at the newly added table of contents and synopsis in his mind.

The eldest senior brother whose soul bones were dug out by his beloved; the second senior sister who was pregnant and whose fetus was cut open by her beloved to be used as medicine to revive her white moonlight; the junior sister who was tricked by the Demon Lord into stealing the sect's treasures and then cruelly abandoned after she lost her usefulness; the master who silently devoted himself for three thousand years and was ultimately sacrificed to the heavens by his lover...

Finally, she stopped.

The system eagerly awaits its host's response.

The host... clutched his heart, gasped for breath, and then collapsed, exhausted.

System: ...6

Lin Du flipped to the end, "This is all a happy ending? What are you cultivators thinking about instead of cultivating? Even Wang Baochuan would say, 'You can have my wild vegetables.'"

[It is precisely because these unconventional connections were treated as legitimate ones that the fate registers of everyone in the cultivation world were disrupted, causing the rules to fluctuate, which is why the host was pulled into this situation.]

"What does this have to do with me?" Lin Du lazily lifted his eyelids, his cold, sullen expression revealing a hint of sarcasm. "Respect, ridicule, lock-in, thank you."

[But host, don't you think you're almost dead?]

Lin Du clutched his extremely uncomfortable heart. "It seems a little bit."

[Because you only have one day left to live, you died of a heart attack in the real world from anger, and you can't go back even if you want to.]

[For each person you save from being obsessed with love and sever their unwanted romantic relationships, the system will reward you with a corresponding elixir based on the severity of your obsession with love, allowing you to extend your life!]

[Furthermore, my dear, your congenital deficiency requires extremely rare and precious natural treasures, which ordinary sects definitely cannot afford. If you want to prolong your life through cultivation, have you considered that poor health might also hinder your cultivation?]

Lin Du remained silent, his mind blank, as if his thoughts were empty. The system anxiously awaited the host's response.

She sat casually on the cold, hard stone steps, her lips already turning purple from lack of oxygen. Her beautiful and outstanding face was tinged with a gloomy and ashen expression. Stray hairs fell down her forehead as she leaned forward, making her appear exceptionally androgynous due to her young age.

People passed by this strange and frail young woman one after another. She looked destitute to others, but she didn't care at all, and even seemed quite content.

"Du Shao, Qingqing, listen to me. My spiritual root aptitude is probably only accepted by small sects, but your spiritual root aptitude is so good that you can probably enter a major sect. We are engaged, and we will definitely live together in the future. How can we be separated..."

A man spoke very quickly, glancing at the woman beside him as he climbed the steps.

"I don't want to be separated from you either, but how can I make decisions about who to recruit for this sect?"

The woman's voice sounded very troubled.

The man grabbed her hand and pleaded, "Come with me to a small sect. I really don't want to be separated from you. After we both reach the Foundation Establishment stage, I'll become your Daoist partner."

The woman paused, then looked conflicted. "But... let me think about it."

"My dear... I truly want to be with you forever, especially since I can't bear to leave you alone in the major sect..."

The two people were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't notice the person leaning to one side of the road.

Lin Du suddenly spoke up, "Okay."

What does the host mean?

Lin Du tilted his head slightly, his gaze following the man and woman with bitter expressions as they ascended the steps. A vague smile appeared on his lips. "A perfect match for your major. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

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Author's Note: This is a female protagonist story. In the early chapters, the author frequently uses the term "teenager" in the phrase "When the youth are strong, the nation is strong." According to the Chinese dictionary, "teenager" refers to people aged 10 to 15 or 16, including boys and girls. If you mind this, please do not read. This story also features many outstanding women with unique characteristics.

Taoism does not distinguish between genders, and fellow disciples are addressed as "Master Brothers" or similar terms. This story partially borrows from Taoist rules, in which Lin Du is addressed as "Junior Uncle."

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*The main couple, Wei Zhi, has very little screen time and romantic involvement; their existence is solely to advance the plot.

*Many plot points were foreshadowed in the early episodes, so please refrain from spoilers if you're watching a second time. Thank you for reading.

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