Chapter Four: The Flirtation Master Makes His Debut

The next day.

When Wang Ran woke up early in the morning, he felt a change in everything and everyone he saw, no matter where he went.

With his golden finger now activated, success was just around the corner!

He arrived at the hall where sect missions were issued, swung his sleeves in a grand gesture, and strode in with flair.

Although it was still early, there were already a few disciples in the hall, choosing from the sect’s missions.

This was the mission assignment center of the Sole Sovereign Sect. Some tasks were issued by the sect itself, others by the disciples. Each could select a task that suited them; upon completion, a corresponding reward would be granted.

Some rewards were spirit jades, others cultivation resources—in short, everyone took what they needed.

This time, Wang Ran had come to issue a mission.

As soon as he entered the hall, quite a few people turned to look at him.

"Hey, isn’t that Wang Ran?"

"He’s still at the peak of Qi Condensation, as expected."

"I heard the Enlightenment Tournament will be held in two days. If he still can’t comprehend a Dao technique and break through to Foundation Establishment, he’ll be demoted to a menial disciple!"

"Serves him right, if you ask me. All the outer disciples are at Foundation Establishment, so why should he, a Qi Condensation cultivator, enjoy the same resources as us?"

Various murmurs filled the air, but Wang Ran glanced over and sneered.

"What are you all staring at? Is it just because I’m better looking than you? No need to gawk like that."

Everyone: "Huh?"

"Huh what? Each of you looks like a malformed gourd; just going out brings shame to our Sole Sovereign Sect’s image!"

Everyone: "..."

"Ding-dong! Congratulations to Host Wang Ran for causing a slight mental impact on the outer disciples, earning 1 Point of Dao Attainment."

"Hmm?"

Wang Ran was stunned.

So that works too?

It seemed these outer disciples had never seen the world—each had such fragile hearts that a few words were enough to strike them down.

With one more Dao Attainment Point in hand, Wang Ran walked contentedly toward the mission hall supervisor. "I’d like to issue a mission!"

“What kind of mission would you like to issue, Senior Brother?”

The one receiving him was a young female disciple, who smiled slightly at Wang Ran as she asked.

Wang Ran flicked his hair and replied, “The mission itself isn’t important. What I’d really like to know, Junior Sister, is your lovely name. What’s your surname, little one?”

“Uh, my surname is Yan…”

“Jade Beauty, perhaps? I’m a Golden Chamber myself!”

Hearing Wang Ran’s teasing, the junior sister’s cheeks immediately flushed bright red, making her look all the more adorable.

Wang Ran grinned mischievously. “Junior Sister, do you have a Dao companion? If not, would you like one? If you do, would you mind changing? Or perhaps just adding one more? Think it over.”

The girl lowered her head shyly. “Senior Brother, please don’t joke like that. Let’s handle the mission first.”

“Of course, Junior Sister.” Wang Ran straightened up, took a scroll from his pack, and said, “I want to issue a missing person notice. Whoever finds this person will be rewarded with one spirit jade!”

The junior sister looked over, only to see that the scroll depicted a lifelike image of a man in black, with a tattoo of a small chicken on his arm.

Every detail of the drawing, down to the expression in his eyes, was vivid—it was clear the artist had great skill.

“This image is so realistic, Senior Brother. Did you draw it yourself?”

“That’s right. I sketched it this morning with my toes while washing up—had a brief break in between too.” Wang Ran clasped his hands behind his back, exuding the air of a master.

“I didn’t expect Senior Brother to be so talented and generous. To offer a whole spirit jade just to find someone—surely you’re a dragon among men.” The junior sister’s eyes sparkled as she spoke coyly.

“Don’t tease, Junior Sister. It’s a trifling matter, not worth mentioning.” Wang Ran looked straight ahead, the very image of a gentleman.

"Ding-dong! Congratulations to Host Wang Ran for earning the admiration of Junior Sister Yan Wanrou—reward: +1 Peach Blossom Luck!"

The system’s prompt left Wang Ran looking calm on the surface, but inside he was astonished.

A point of Peach Blossom Luck as a reward?

There was such a thing?

Soon, Wang Ran received more information from the system about Peach Blossom Luck.

Whenever the host is admired by someone of the opposite sex, the hidden Peach Blossom Luck function is triggered. The more points accumulated, the better Wang Ran’s fate with women.

His personal stats now read:

Host: Wang Ran
Level: Peak Qi Condensation
Dao Techniques: None
Dao Attainment Points: Six
Peach Blossom Luck: One

Silently closing the system, Wang Ran couldn’t help but sigh.

The young women in this immortal world were truly pure-hearted—he’d barely spoken to her, and she was already admiring him! It seemed his title as a master of flirting would soon be renowned across the land.

At this moment, the junior sister’s face was still flushed as she said, “Senior Brother, please wait a moment—I’ll post your missing person notice right away.”

“Mm…” Wang Ran nodded, then suddenly recalled something and gently grasped the junior sister’s arm. “Wait, Junior Sister, let me add a few more details.”

Though Wang Ran thought nothing of it, for the junior sister, this touch sent waves crashing through her heart. Even separated by a layer of clothing, she could feel the warmth of Wang Ran’s broad palm.

Thump-thump-thump—

Her heart rate sped uncontrollably, her whole chest trembling.

"Ding-dong! Congratulations to Host Wang Ran for causing a moderate mental impact on Junior Sister Yan Wanrou—reward: +2 Dao Attainment Points!"

Hearing the prompt, Wang Ran shook his head inwardly.

Ah, yet another girl falling into the web of love.

But what could he do? He could only blame himself for being too handsome.

Wang Ran took the scroll, pondered for a moment, and added a written description.

Soon, the junior sister took it, glanced over, and couldn’t help but praise, “Senior Brother, your writing is elegant. I’ll get this posted at once.”

Wang Ran smiled, nodded, and took his leave.

Naturally, the one he was searching for was the assassin who’d escaped the previous night. Fortunately, before his transmigration, Wang Ran had been a talented and artistic young man, with some skill in sketching, which made it possible to capture a likeness.

A single spirit jade was a significant incentive, especially for the menial disciples. Their annual wage was only five spirit jades, so one as a reward for a single task would surely cause a stir.

Not long after, a crowd had gathered around the notice, with many pointing at the portrait.

In addition to the man’s image, there was a written note:

“Last night, I exchanged blows with a black-clad assassin in the Purple Bamboo Grove. He used body movement skills to run across water and escaped swiftly. The only mark I caught was a tattoo of a braised chicken wing on his arm.

If anyone knows who he is, please inform him that tonight, I’ll be waiting in the Purple Bamboo Grove.”