I transmigrated into the world of immortal cultivation and became the senior sister of my sect, awakening a system that helps me stay alive. Forced to accept the bizarre task of writing an appreciation guide to the most stunning male immortals in the cultivation world, I figured it was basically a private diary, so I let myself go. I wrote about handsome men such as my aloof master, the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Poisons, the emperor of the mortal realm, the Holy Son of Joyous Union, and the Buddhist Son. Little did I expect the Heavenly Dao's Golden Ranking to appear, placing my diary at the very top. As if that weren't bad enough, it now broadcasts my entries every single day. I'm doomed!