Lin Yuan traveled through the fantasy world and became the peak master of the dilapidated mountain peak. He originally wanted to live a lazy life, but was accidentally bound to the [9-to-5 punch-in system] - if he gets off work on time and does not get off work overtime, he will be given a heaven-defying reward; what's even more exciting is that the total cultivation of the apprentice can reward himself a hundred times!
In order to get off work on time with peace of mind, Lin Yuan went down the mountain and picked up three "mediocre" losers as apprentices, hoping to make ends meet. Unexpectedly, this was the beginning of his nightmare!
[Identity Reversal·The loser turns out to be a boss]
The eldest apprentice: a good-for-nothing whose engagement was broken off. He has the remnant soul of the ancient sword emperor hidden in his body. He draws his sword whenever he disagrees with her;
The second disciple: a frail and sickly beauty, who is actually the reincarnation of the Empress Jiuyou, and has a sickly and charming attribute, the Master Protector;
Third Disciple: The abandoned son who had the bones of the Supreme Being dug out shouted "Don't bully young people into poverty" every day. King Juan loves to cause trouble!
What's even more outrageous is that the disciples are all good at thinking: "The master is in retreat on time, and the Taishan Mountain collapsed in front of him without changing his appearance. He must be a hidden boss! I will kill my fellow disciples and not let the master down!"
So, every time Lin Yuan picked up the tea cup, he waited until he got off work on time at five o'clock——
"Master! Senior brother has snatched the fiancée of the God King of the Upper Realm, and the heavenly soldiers are surrounding the mountain!"
"Master! The second senior sister has defeated the elder of the Immortal Sect, and the entire Immortal Sect wants to ask for an explanation!"
Looking at the hourglass that was about to reach its point, Lin Yuan couldn't bear it anymore and pulled out the rusty iron sword. His eyes were bloodshot: "I just want to get off work, but you insist on forcing me?!"
With one swing of the sword, a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers were wiped out. When the scabbard was returned to its place, he looked at the hourglass expressionlessly: "Get off work at five o'clock sharp."
Everyone was confused: This peak master can obviously kill gods and conquer the world, but all he wants to do is get off work? !
