My Years as a Lazy Little Demon in Honghuang

Others transmigrate into the Primordial World to fight over spiritual ley lines and cultivation, working themselves into the ground to become cultivation fanatics. I transmigrated as a spiritual-plant demon, and I lie flat, growing spirit herbs and selling spirit-rice cakes.

Who knew that a gluttonous beast who sneaks into the herb garden to steal fruit, an adorable pet who can burn through a stall while practicing fire magic, and a seed-carrying bug who’s always hiding herb seeds would form a “Lying Flat Alliance”? The spirit deer bring fruit, the spirit bees offer honey, and even an Earth Immortal spirit tortoise comes knocking with a clue to a sacred ley line: “There’s a Seven-Colored Spirit Honeygrass in the Eastern Region. Keep me supplied with spirit-rice cakes, and I’ll take you there.” “Let’s go!”

I only meant to stay in my little house by the ley line, eat my fill, and wait to die. But somehow, while lying flat, I built a massive herb garden, beat up the Bloodslaughter Alliance, became the spirit-plant consultant for a safe zone, and raised my Spirit Resonance from early Golden Core to its peak. Now I even have to carry the spirit-plant key into the Eastern Region.

Who gets it? The road to lying flat is full of “surprises”: daily pranks and cross-species feasts, no angst, just pure fun. Fellow slackers, come on in!