My Dao Companion Comes to Burn

After transmigrating into the body of a good-for-nothing cultivator, Zhou Yan had only one thought: lie flat.

Ten years in the outer sect, still at the zero level of Qi Refining. Perfect. No rat race, no nine-to-nine workdays, just soaking up the sun every day. That’s the life.

Until he was bound to a ridiculous System.

“Host, break through to the first level of Qi Refining within three days, or you’ll be eliminated.”

Zhou Yan rolled over. “Go ahead. I’ll be reborn, just in time to start over.”

The System crashed.

Later, he discovered that he could cultivate while lying down: rummaging through trash gave him spiritual energy, stealing a pill furnace to make hot pot increased his cultivation, and even his breakthroughs happened while he was lying down.

Just as he was preparing to lie flat until the end of time, his ex-wife, who had once broken off their engagement, Inner Sect prodigy Guo Ting, finally came to her senses.

She knelt outside the mountain gate, weeping bitterly. “Zhou Yan, I was wrong!”

Munching on sunflower seeds, Zhou Yan didn’t even look up. “System, how hot is the crematorium now?”

“Reporting to Host: 9,999°C. Recommend running immediately.”

“Why run?” Zhou Yan yawned. “Let her burn. I’m taking a nap first.”

And so began the cultivation world’s greatest pursuit-and-regret saga.

The man being pursued had only one thing to say:

“What’s that got to do with me? I’m going to lie flat.”

When giving up becomes the highest form of cultivation, and the crematorium burns through the entire cultivation world,

watch good-for-nothing Zhou Yan lie his way to victory across the three realms with the laziest attitude imaginable.

When giving up becomes the highest form of cultivation, and the crematorium burns through the entire cultivation world,

watch good-for-nothing Zhou Yan lie his way to victory across the three realms with the laziest attitude imaginable.