You Were Supposed to Slack Off on the Luofu, So How Did You Take Advice and Become an Aeon?

Lin An transmigrated to the Luofu Xianzhou’s Aurum Alley and set up a secondhand bookstall that no one ever visited. In a universe teeming with long-life species and intersecting paths of the Aeons, he was a mere mortal through and through. Until one day, Qingque, the slacking-off girl from the Divination Commission, joked offhandedly, “You sit around daydreaming every day. Why not learn to cultivate immortality like the masters in those storybooks?” [Advice-Listening System activated.] [Suggestion: Learn to cultivate immortality from storybooks.] [Most efficient path calculated: Listen each day to the resonance between the starskiff engines and the breeze in Aurum Alley, then breathe in and out 108 times.] And so... Fu Xuan, the Diviner General, complained that his tea-making was clumsy: “How can you see through the principles of this jade divination array with such a restless mind?” Lin An took her advice. Amid the tea leaves drifting at the bottom of the cup, he manipulated the workings of the universe. A cup of warm tea he casually handed over not only resolved the deadlock in the Divination Matrix, but also let the always lofty Diviner General set aside her burdens and exhaustion when no one was around. Jingliu, former Sword Champion, sneered at his clumsy wood-chopping: “A sword without killing intent is nothing but a firewood stick.” Lin An took her advice. Every day, he cleared his mind and swung a wooden blade a hundred thousand times. Then, on the day the mara-struck ran amok, he used a dry branch meant for chopping firewood to gently suppress the frenzied sword intent that could freeze the sea of stars. As the years passed, when the shadow of an Emanator of Destruction finally fell over the Luofu, everyone thought disaster was imminent and that only a god could stand against it. The young man who ran a stall in Aurum Alley sighed and set down his teacup. “General Jing Yuan suggested yesterday that, if I had nothing better to do, I could sweep the fallen leaves from the Xianzhou’s doorstep.” He picked up an ordinary broom and opened the courtyard gate. With one strike, the galaxy fell silent.