Lin Yuan transmigrates into a fantasy world and becomes the master of a dilapidated peak. He plans to coast through life, but unexpectedly binds to the [Nine-to-Five Clock-In System]. As long as he clocks out on time and never works overtime, he earns heaven-defying rewards. Even better, his disciples’ combined cultivation is multiplied a hundredfold and fed back to him!
To make sure he can clock out on time, Lin Yuan heads down the mountain and takes in three “perfectly ordinary” good-for-nothings as disciples, figuring they’ll help him pass the days. Little does he know, this is the start of his nightmare!
[Identity Reversal: The Good-for-Nothings Are Secret Big Shots]
Eldest disciple: A good-for-nothing whose engagement was broken off, with the remnant soul of an ancient Sword Emperor hidden inside him. He draws his sword at the slightest provocation.
Second disciple: A frail beauty who is actually the reincarnation of the Nine Serenities Empress. Her yandere tendencies are off the charts, and she fiercely protects her master.
Third disciple: An abandoned child whose supreme bone was stolen. He cries “Never bully a poor young man,” is the ultimate grind machine, and loves getting into trouble!
Even more absurdly, the disciples are all masters at reading too much into things. “Master goes into seclusion right on time and stays unruffled even when Mount Tai collapses before him. He must be a hidden expert! I’ll outwork my fellow disciples so I won’t disappoint him!”
So whenever Lin Yuan picks up his teacup, waiting to clock out at five sharp
“Master! Eldest Brother stole the God King of the Upper Realm’s fiancée, and heavenly soldiers are surrounding the mountain!”
“Master! Second Sister beat an immortal sect elder half to death. The whole sect is demanding an explanation!”
Watching the sand in the hourglass run out, Lin Yuan finally snaps. He draws his rusty iron sword, eyes bloodshot. “I just want to clock out! Why do you keep forcing my hand?!”
One slash reduces a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers to dust. He sheathes his sword, glances expressionlessly at the hourglass, and says, “Five o’clock sharp. I’m off.”
Everyone is dumbfounded. This peak master can slay gods and subdue worlds, yet all he thinks about is clocking out?!
