I Became a Saint by Slacking Off

I transmigrated to the cultivation world. Others toil for three hundred years, while I yawn once and ascend to immortality?

Everyone at Juan Tian Sect is frantically competing to outdo one another. I, Li Xianyu, just want to slack off and sip tea, yet I get named a "Sage of the Dao Body"?

Sleep in seclusion = a huge surge in cultivation? Refuse a mission = get rewarded with a divine technique? Refuse to cuddle = receive the Sword Intent of Severed Affection?

I thought I was just slacking, but the System says: the lazier you are, the stronger you get!

From the bottom-ranked outer disciple to the sect's revered icon, I just idle away and empty my mind, while everyone else works themselves sick and admits defeat!

The sect master begs to become my disciple, prodigies compete to work for me, and even the Heavenly Dao gets so mad it reboots the System to try to delete my account!

I never meant to cultivate immortality. I'm just too lazy.

I won't cultivate. Stop trying to outwork me!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.