The God-Tier Daoist System Gets Stronger Even While I Sleep

“I wake up, and ding, ‘Congratulations, Master, you've leveled up.’”

“I go shopping and grab a bite to eat, and ding, ‘Congratulations, Master, you've leveled up.’”

“I take an afternoon nap, and ding, ‘Congratulations, Master, your spatial magic has leveled up.’”

“I enjoy some quality time with my girlfriend, and ding, ‘Congratulations, Master, your Frost Sky Sword Technique has leveled up.’”

“While everyone else is cultivating, he's playing around. While everyone else is practicing martial arts, he's chasing girls. While everyone else is working hard to make pills, he's eating hotpot. While everyone else is grinding monsters for money, his auto-grinding feature has already filled his portable space with materials.”

He transmigrates to a world where Uncle Jiu is still alive, a world overrun by demons and monsters. To survive, humanity has no choice but to build fortified districts guarded jointly by Taoist priests and soldiers.

So what if his cultivation talent is the lowest? With a System, he's still invincible.

So what if he's dirt poor? With a System, he can still rival a nation in wealth.

A different world, where the Tao reigns supreme. Whether you're a mighty deity or a demon, one man and one sword are enough to send the gods fleeing and the demons begging for mercy.

Taiyi Zhenren: “Big brother, I was wrong. I shouldn't have shown up in front of you.”

Demon King: “Sorry, the person I'm looking for isn't you. You little fools, you gave me the wrong information.”

Ancestor of the Nether River: “Boss, from now on, you're my big boss.”

Wait, why isn't this world enough for me? How did I transmigrate to another world again? Let me see, where is this place…