Don't Mess with Me, I'm Just a Dragon That Wants to Lie Down

I, a dragon, choose to lie flat at the beginning! When traveling through Jackie Chan, others started as Long Aotian, but I was a scumbag. Seeing my fellow tribesmen fighting every day, I fell into deep thought. Fighting and killing will cause harm and harmoniousness. Wouldn't it be fragrant to lie down and live forever? So, under the disdainful eyes of the entire dragon clan, I silently took out the Ten Thousand Soul Pan. Dragon Clan Kung Fu? Too tired. Breathing thunder and lightning? Waste your throat. I summoned a group of ghosts as my little brothers with my backhand, and started a fishing life of milk tea in my left hand and potato chips in my right hand. My dream is very small: one third of an acre of land, and sleep until I wake up naturally. But my younger brothers don't agree. They always want to conquer a kingdom for me. Until that day, the human monks kicked my palace door to pieces, and the female sword fairy raised her sword and expressed her grief to me: "Evil dragon! You have been surrounded, and you still won't be captured without mercy!" With snacks in my mouth, I looked at the army of demons, ghosts, and demon cultivators behind me that had unknowingly expanded to one million, and I fell into deep confusion. "Well... I said I just want to be a quiet stay-at-home dragon. Do you believe it?"