The Young Master of the Devil Became the Supreme Master of the Three Realms by Destroying Himself

When I became the young master of the Netherworld Demon Palace, I had only one thought in my life - to show off to the end. Outside, millions of righteous troops surrounded the Demon Palace. The sect elders urged me to lead the troops and fight to the death. The elders in the clan hoped that I would turn the tide, but I just wanted to drink tea and sleep in the palace and did nothing. The amazing thing is, the more lazy I am about cultivating, the more incredible my cultivation becomes; the more lazy I am about going into battle, the more powerful my magical powers become; the less lazy I am about caring about things, the more magic weapons come to my hand. They said that I couldn't hold up the wall with mud, and that I had lost the face of the devil. But in the end, I, the evil young master, stepped on the head of the righteous path and sat on the supreme position. There is no guilt in showing off, and the salted fish is invincible. Look at me, a Buddhist demon boy, conquering the three realms! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.