I Lay Low in the Sect Until I Become the Mastermind BOSS

[Behind-the-scenes mastermind, ruthless, no goody-two-shoes]

I transmigrated to a fantasy world and became a minor peak master in a sect. I was lazy most of the time, took on a cheap disciple, and found my greatest pleasures in life were eating and sleeping. I never expected that while my disciple was out enduring all sorts of hardship, I’d be asleep… What can I say? I’m bound to a Slacker System.

Then one day, led by the mighty human cultivators, the world’s demons and monsters were on the verge of annihilation. But a sword descended from the heavens and completely turned the tide. The mastermind emerged out of nowhere, leading the Demon God Ancestor to slaughter the world. Countless mighty cultivators died on the battlefield, and humanity suffered a crushing defeat…

My only disciple was gravely wounded by the mastermind and fled back. The lingering aura on his wounds made me tremble with fear… I never imagined it could actually be…