The Heavenly Dao and I Are Brothers

Five thousand years have passed. In that time, the maid who served me ascended, the servant who swept the back courtyard ascended, and even the big yellow dog guarding the gate overcame its tribulation and ascended. Most absurd of all, that crooked tree that was nearly dead gained human form and ascended... And me, the personal disciple of the founding patriarch of the Tianyuan Sect, am still stuck at the Qi Refining stage. No matter what I do, I can't break through. Everyone in the sect has been talking about me, too. Then one day, when the sect was nearly wiped out, they had no choice but to come to me for help. Since they were my own people, I stepped in. I had planned to go right back to slacking off, but I could never escape my master's and senior brother's schemes. Schemes are fine, since they're my own people, but constantly having to clean up their messes is more than Wang Yang can take. He swears the first thing he'll do when he finds them is beat them so badly they won't recognize each other...