We Agreed to Take It Easy, but Junior Sister Went into Overdrive

[No CP] [Feel-Good] [Strong Female Lead] [Everyone Has a One-Sided Crush] [Plenty of Foreshadowing, Gradually Resolved Later]

After suddenly regaining her memories, Yan Qi recalled the carefree days she spent at the Quick Transmigration Bureau, after three years of slacking off in a ruined temple.

One second: As expected of me. I'm awesome.

The next: Screw you, damn System. You...

"Ding! A deviation has been detected in the life trajectory of a Child of Fortune. Host, please complete your mission as soon as possible!"

You expect someone with a body so frail a gust of wind could knock her over to do missions?

To stay alive in the cultivation world without working herself to death, Yan Qi decisively joined a rundown sect devoted to "slacking off."

But to her surprise, everyone else was secretly pushing themselves to the limit. She was the only one who was genuinely slacking.

Her senior brother claimed that enlightenment depended on talent and that ascension couldn't be forced, yet he guzzled a bottle of Red Bull Pills in the middle of the night and worked like a maniac.

Her second senior sister seemed like a lovesick crybaby, but with a Heart Severing Talisman in her left hand and a Heart-Cutting Sword in her right, she shed tears as she cut ties with scumbags.

Her third senior brother was famous far and wide as a sickly invalid, wheezing three times after every sentence. Yet at the sect tournament, he ran like the wind, leading his opponents around like dogs.

Her fourth senior brother was a transmigrator. Instead of dabbling in the occult, he pursued science, promoting his cannon magical artifacts and spiritual-energy grenades every day.

After the junior sister discovered their true colors, her senior brothers and sisters said, "Junior Sister, let's work ourselves to the bone together!"

Yan Qi, just back from completing a mission: Human System, get in my stomach!

After finally getting the plot back on track, Yan Qi discovered that...

The Sword Venerable, who was supposed to forsake all love, had fallen into demonic cultivation.

The fiend who should have slaughtered his way across the world was in a Buddhist sect, knocking on a wooden fish.

The holy Buddhist scion had transformed into the king of the demon race.

The aloof Immortal Venerable had crippled his own cultivation and trapped himself in a secret realm, refusing to emerge...

And her senior brothers and sisters were starting to go mad, too.

Why has this damn world suddenly gone completely haywire?