Once upon a time, there was a... wait, no, a boy. He was so stunningly beautiful he lacked any trace of masculinity, and thus never found a girlfriend.

But this boy was incredibly strong-willed. History taught him every protagonist started with the worst cultivation talent—either unable to gather spiritual energy or having their memories altered.

“I’m no different!” he thought. He’d rather have a rugged, warrior-like face than this delicate beauty.

So he trained day and night. Every day, he ran 20 kilometers, did 300 push-ups, and scoured the internet for muscle-building guides. His guardian accidentally discovered this and grew deeply worried. While other boys his age browsed sites with cute girls, Lin Luo only searched for muscular men. His guardian feared not just his looks, but his very orientation was broken.

Yet this was pure nonsense.

Lin Luo did this solely to become a true tough guy who could stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the Avengers.

But fate had other plans. No matter how insanely he trained—even wishing for a gravity room, which didn’t exist—his muscles refused to grow. Instead, his skin grew smoother, and he became even more beautiful with every workout.

Until one day, Lin Luo had trained to invincibility, yet still looked as delicate as ever.

Normal training couldn’t change him. He turned to cultivation, staying up late reading xuanhuan and fantasy novels, playing isekai games. He locked himself in his room, avoiding everyone, desperately seeking truths from fictional cultivation methods.

Then, one day, Lin Luo actually grasped the universe’s truth from those countless stories. He became a cosmic peak powerhouse beyond human imagination.

The moment he broke through to God Emperor, he didn’t know if he transmigrated or ascended. With his immense power and insights, he arrived in the Star Island Sea. In just three months, he shattered all shackles, became a God Emperor, and stood at its peak.

Yet even now, Lin Luo looked utterly devoid of masculinity. He’d absorbed the Star Island Sea’s cosmic essence, refining his body to pure perfection—a being detached from worldly desires.

In short, breathtakingly beautiful.

Lin Luo: “I... damn it!”

The youth with ink-blue hair and eyes like Kashmir sapphires stood in an ancient starry temple, shouting: “I just want to be ordinary! I just want a girlfriend—”

The vast universe glittered with stars—listening or mocking, no one answered his cry.

Even as a God Emperor, he still looked pitifully adorable. Damn it all.

Lin Luo gave up. His perspective had changed; success and failure faded like smoke. Why obsess over looks?

He recalled a touching light novel where the protagonist became a real girl yet still wielded a sword across the three realms.

At least he was a genuine man. Why fuss over trivial details? Men aren’t judged by their faces, right!