Chapter 1: Senior, You’re a Good Girl

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Stories like these flooded the paranormal headlines—and every single one of them was true.

Su Nan casually scrolled through his phone and stopped at the latest anime release, plugged in his earphones, and immersed himself in a vibrant and colorful world.

As a transmigrator without any system or cheat abilities, Su Nan had still performed remarkably since childhood.

No matter what he did, he always came out on top.

But that was only among ordinary people.

Originally, he was set to become the top scorer in the national college entrance exam and enter the top university in Jiuzhou.

However, plans never keep up with change.

Due to an unexpected event, Su Nan instead ended up enrolling in a different top institution—the martial arts academy known as Tianlan Academy.

A normal person thrown suddenly into a world of martial artists—it truly caught him off guard.

Suddenly—

“Confession System successfully bound!”

“Confess to women successfully to gain massive rewards, which vary based on the girl’s rating!”

“Newbie-exclusive mission issued: Confess to any woman and succeed. No methods are restricted. Initial reward: One Body Refining Pill!”

Just as he was thinking, a crisp voice echoed in his mind, cutting off his train of thought.

Su Nan blinked, raising an eyebrow.

As a transmigrator, this system had come way too late.

“Confessing to girls gets you rewards? Sounds good… but I refuse.”

He put away his phone, wore his earphones, and leisurely walked toward Tianlan Academy.

“That’s fine, your choice is abs— Huh???”

The system was dumbfounded.

“What?! I’m a SYSTEM!“

“Your golden finger! Your chance to become rich, handsome, and powerful, to marry into wealth and stand atop the world—and you rejected it?!”

But to Su Nan, such a simple mission was an insult.

‘Confession?’

Utterly useless.

Su Nan’s excellence wasn’t just in academics.

It was also thanks to his breathtaking, once-in-a-century face.

From childhood, any competition involving people seemed rigged in his favor—because he was just that handsome.

He had received more love letters than he could count—from classmates to celebrities.

People said:

“Su Nan’s looks are indescribable. Words and language simply fall short.”

Big companies had offered him lucrative modeling and endorsement contracts just for his looks and aura.

He rejected them all.

What others saw as unreachable dreams were, to Su Nan, burdens.

That damn face.

Especially the constant, hungry stares from girls for over a decade—it was exhausting.

Finding someone who truly loved him for him?

Nearly impossible.

So naturally, Su Nan developed a resistance—almost an aversion—to confessions.

But the system didn’t know that.

“Host, this task is really easy, and there’s no need to worry about rejection…”

Su Nan didn’t bother listening.

He’d grown up being confessed to—he wasn’t going to stoop to confessing to others.

He only followed his heart.

Tianlan Academy, Jiuzhou’s top martial academy, was filled with geniuses.

What kind of world would martial artists live in?

He’d soon find out.

As he approached, he gazed at the majestic campus gates and pulled out a grey mask from his pocket.

To avoid unnecessary attention, he’d worn this mask for three years.

Being constantly in the spotlight was a curse.

But even with the mask, people still turned to look at him as he walked by.

“No way… Is my handsomeness so overpowering it seeps through the mask now?”

Feeling uneasy, he stuffed his phone away and lowered his head, trying to escape the tightening crowd.

Suddenly, all eyes shifted—not toward Su Nan, but behind him.

Cheers erupted:

“Senior Xian’er, I love you!”

“Go out with me, Senior Xian’er!”

In seconds, the crowd turned into a frenzy.

Because walking behind him was their goddess—Mu Chuxian.

A genius among geniuses.

Heiress of the Huangming Conglomerate.

Her breathtaking beauty and cold elegance made her the idol of countless boys.

Her figure, her long legs, her confidence—irresistible.

And she wasn’t just pretty.

She dominated the second-year student council president elections by a landslide.

Among freshmen, almost no one didn’t know of her.

Her presence ignited the passion of every male student at Tianlan.

Su Nan exhaled in relief—thankfully, they weren’t looking at him.

But Mu Chuxian had spotted him in the crowd.

A flicker of surprise flashed across her cold face—followed by a subtle pout.

That alone left the surrounding boys breathless.

Then she walked toward him.

The cheers fell silent.

Because they all knew the truth:

Mu Chuxian was way out of their league.

And now she was approaching someone!

Su Nan froze.

‘Her again?!’

“Junior Su, want to have lunch with me?”

She extended her hand.

Her graceful gesture stunned the entire crowd.

“Who is he? Su Nan??”

“A second-year like me has never seen her invite anyone before. This has to be a dream!”

“Who knows Su Nan?! I need him as my mentor!”

Su Nan was now the center of attention.

He glanced at the envious stares around him, then looked at Mu Chuxian.

“Chinese restaurant. Bring a bottle of ‘82 Coke.”

He didn’t reject her—but didn’t take her hand either.

He pulled up his mask and walked away.

Mu Chuxian’s face dimmed slightly, but she smiled and followed behind.

At the restaurant, Su Nan slowly ate while Mu Chuxian watched him in a daze.

When he removed his mask, her charm seemed to pale compared to his natural allure.

‘I definitely won’t let this guy get away,’ she thought.

As others left, Su Nan wiped his mouth.

“Thanks for the meal.”

He stood to leave.

The food was good—but Mu Chuxian made it hard to relax.

“Wait! Let’s leave together,”

She quickly followed, cheeks flushed, her gaze deeper than before.

“High-ranking female detected. Scanning… Mu Chuxian:
Body: 90
Looks: 99
Intelligence: 98
Overall Rating: SS Rank!”

“Temporary mission: Confess to Mu Chuxian and succeed. Reward: A+ Tier with bonus for first task!”

Su Nan ignored the system.

“Sure.”

He reached for his mask as they exited, but what he saw outside made his eye twitch—

A heart made of red roses.

Mu Chuxian grabbed his hand, blushing.

Peach blossoms drifted from the sky, and the air smelled sweet.

She remembered Su Nan once liked peach blossoms—surely this time he’d say yes.

“Little junior… do you like it?”

Her voice was soft, full of affection.

“Su Nan, I like you. Will you be my boyfriend?”

Su Nan’s face twitched.

He knew this would happen!

Even the system was confused—’Wasn’t he supposed to do the confessing?!‘

But Su Nan just sighed, put on his mask, and looked at her.

“Senior, you’re a good girl. But I’m not good enough for you.”

He didn’t even remember how many times he’d rejected her.

She was excellent—just not his type.

The air turned cold.

Mu Chuxian’s expression flickered before returning to a dazzling smile.

She watched him walk away, disappointment in her heart—but she wouldn’t give up.

Her smile turned twisted, dangerously beautiful:

“Little junior sure knows how to play hard to get…That’s what makes you so irresistible~”

From afar, the confession system was utterly stunned.

“Host, you even reject a gorgeous girl who confessed first?!”

Su Nan scoffed.

He had done just fine without a system.

Later that afternoon, he registered and returned to his dorm.

Tianlan Academy wasn’t like regular schools—tomorrow would bring initial testing for all freshmen.

***

Night fell.

As Su Nan lay on the bed, sleep dragged him down into a dark, endless abyss.

Until a glimmer of light appeared.

He opened his eyes—to find his bed covered in crimson.

A stunning woman in red straddled him, knife in hand, her eerie smile bone-chilling.

She hovered in mid-air, her pale feet not touching the ground.

“Good morning… darling~”

Her voice was sweet, yet bone-chilling.

But Su Nan’s face remained calm.

He was used to this.

“You might not believe me when I say this,…but I’ve already met ghosts.”