Lie Flat and Become an Immortal

From the start, he has the cultivation of a max-level Immortal Emperor. The System has just one rule: fail to show off once a day, and you’ll be erased immediately.

He wants to keep a low profile as a mere odd-job disciple? The moment he steps into the sect, imperial might spreads automatically. Three thousand elders drop to their knees, and the sect master kowtows and calls him Dad.

He wants to sneak off for a meal? His breath stirs the laws of heaven and earth, all paths bow before him, and a sea of golden lotuses descends from the Ninth Heaven.

He wants to sleep in? The aura he unconsciously gives off in his dreams shatters the Heavenly Dao of a neighboring plane.

Jiang Chen spreads his hands helplessly. “I really want to keep a low profile, but the System won’t let me!”

The powerful figures across the Myriad Worlds tremble in fear. “Please, stop keeping a low profile! If you keep it up, we’ll all be doomed!”