By a stroke of fate, Lu Changsheng, a mortal with no spiritual roots, is exceptionally accepted as a disciple by the head of Qingyun Sect, becoming the junior brother of Qingyun Peak.
After seeing how cruel the path of cultivation can be, he decides to keep a low profile and hide his achievements and identity.
While his senior brothers cultivate, he sleeps. While his fellow disciples take part in trials, he slacks off. While his master lectures on the Dao, he snores.
Under countless watchful eyes, he spends every day for ten years without ever “slacking,” diligently playing the part of a quiet old schemer and sticking to his good-for-nothing persona.
Until one day
When his senior brother suffers a cultivation deviation, Lu Changsheng “casually” pats him, bringing him back from the brink of death.
When a demonic powerhouse lays siege, he “accidentally” stomps once, making the demons bow their heads.
When treasures appear in an ancient secret realm, he “gets lucky” and finds them just by wandering around.
When a grandmaster is stumped by a bottleneck on the Great Dao, Lu Changsheng cracks it with a line in his sleep...
Everyone on Qingyun Peak suddenly realizes that the junior brother they've always overlooked, protected, and even pitied a little seems to be... absurdly powerful?
When the buried past comes to light and a grand conspiracy descends upon the sect, this junior brother, who only wants to sleep in peace, has no choice but to open his bleary eyes.
Everyone: “Junior Brother, just how many secrets are you hiding?”
Lu Changsheng: “Honestly, I'm just an ordinary person who wants to coast through life. Really... (shrugs helplessly)”
This is a lighthearted, entertaining story about an invincible powerhouse trying to pass himself off as a rookie, only to shock the entire world without even meaning to.
This writing is shaky. You must have drunk too much fake wine!
Not bad, quite attractive
I wrote and wrote and wrote back. Everyone was confused.
Inconsistency, how to write it