All I Want Is to Slack Off, Yet I'm Forced to Hustle My Way to Immortality

Mo Bai transmigrated into a cultivation world and bonded with an Anti-Grind System. As long as other people outworked him, he would earn rewards.

To make matters worse, this man who just wanted to slack off joined the Dao Sect, famed throughout the world for its grueling cultivation.

Before long, events spiraled out of control, and in just ten years, the Dao Sect had undergone a complete transformation.

Third Senior Brother was indignant: “So you tricked me into going out for drinks, then secretly hid away to cultivate yourself?”

Second Senior Brother was on the verge of a mental breakdown: “I can’t take it! No matter how hard I work, why does this kid keep catching up to me? He even learned my signature sword technique!”

Eldest Senior Sister sighed again and again: “Listen to your senior sister. Stop secretly outworking everyone! Keep this up and I won’t be able to take it!”

“Come on, let’s all get grinding! Who’s afraid of whom?”

His master, the Discipline Elder, smiled with satisfaction.

“Excellent. I hereby announce that Mo Bai has been awarded… What did you say? The Sect Master passed the position of sect leader to you? You’re even outgrinding your master?”

Mo Bai looked helpless. “Would you believe me if I said I haven’t done anything?”