Heaven-Defying Comprehension: I Reach Max Level While Lying Down

[Updates promptly at 8 a.m. every day. Five-star reviews unlock 3 bonus chapters.] Fang Han transmigrated to a fantasy world, where he became the least gifted odd-job disciple. In this world, the physical body undergoes thirty-six transformations, each requiring one to comprehend a conception through painstaking effort. Even a genius might spend a century mastering just one. But he awakened [Heavenly Dao Comprehension], which granted him one automatic epiphany every day. In his dreams, he could comprehend any conception, divine ability, or law to perfection! While others cultivated bitterly for ten years, he would wake from a nap and say, “Oh, I’ve perfected the first physical transformation.” When the sect’s Holy Son emerged from a century of seclusion after mastering the Sacred Body, which required comprehending three hundred and sixty conceptions, he stirred heaven and earth with celestial signs and believed himself invincible among his peers. Fang Han scratched his head, gazed at the source of his ten-thousand-zhang Immortal Body, founded upon three thousand perfected conceptions, and accidentally yawned. Boom! Chaos gave birth to golden lotuses, and an Immortal King descended upon the Nine Heavens! Ten unprecedented signs of ascension to immortality enveloped the entire sect world. From then on, cultivation became a matter of choosing: “Should I use today’s epiphany to perfect the Primordial Dragon-Elephant Art, or fuse the Chaos Sword Intent into my source?” The Divine Ability Ancestor mistook him for a vessel to possess and reached out to seize him. Fang Han had just woken up. He blinked, and a chaotic immortal radiance formed from three thousand perfected divine abilities automatically shielded him. The Ancestor, along with all his divine abilities, evaporated. Countless years later, the strongest beings of chaos gazed at the figure sleeping at the source of the River of Time, yet commanding the submission of all paths, and demanded in despair: “How on earth did you cultivate?!” Fang Han, still bleary-eyed, thought for a long while. “Thanks for asking. I’m in a fantasy world, and I just woke up.” “I level up automatically every day. I can’t help it.”