Cultivating Immortality in Dreams: Leveling Up Amid an Eternal Elegy

Su Changfeng transmigrates to the cultivation world and becomes an unremarkable outer disciple of the Supreme Dao Sect. With mediocre talent, a refined appearance, and a mild temperament, all he wants is to be a lazy fish in the sect.

But no one knows that whenever night falls, he is pulled into a world called the "Dream of the Old Ones." Ancient gods whisper there, evil spirits lurk everywhere, and every step is hellishly difficult. To survive the night, he has no choice but to master perfect parries, invincible-frame dodges, and the terrifying art of executing gods.

And so, things start to feel a little off...

In the real world, he's the "sickly young man" his senior sister worries over: "Junior Brother Changfeng is so pale. He must have ruined his health by cultivating too hard. Here, eat this ten-thousand-year-old spirit ginseng!"

In the dream, he's the "Ashen Lord" who makes ancient gods tremble: "That madman with the wheelchair and meat cleaver is back! Run!"

Then one day, the dream invades reality. An apocalyptic boss descends upon the cultivation world, and the entire sect despairs. Just woken up, Su Changfeng rubs his bleary eyes, looks at the indescribable thing in the sky, and instinctively reaches out to grab it...

[Weakness Spotted], [Execute]!

"You're so noisy. Can't you let me get a little more sleep?"

... Also known as: "So, I'm the Lucky One's Biggest Supporter," "Every Morning Feels Like I've Died Once," and "This Junior Brother May Look Refined, but His Hits Really Hurt."