Shen Yan transmigrated into the body of an outer disciple at the third level of Qi Refining in the Qingyun Sect.
The moment he opened his eyes, he was facing the quarterly culling: the bottom twenty would be demoted to menial labor, and anyone who landed there twice in a row would be kicked out.
Shen Yan: ???
Getting laid off by my company in the modern world was bad enough. Now I transmigrate to a world of cultivation, and on day one I'm getting laid off again?
Luckily, he was bound to the Slacking System: the more he slacked off, the faster his cultivation improved!
While others cultivated bitterly for ten years to gain one level, he woke up from a nap and broke through.
While others fought to the death for resources, he basked in the sun, munching sunflower seeds as his cultivation rose.
While others worked themselves bald competing to become sect leader, all he wanted was to coast along peacefully until retirement.
Then one day, an ancient catastrophe struck. Spiritual energy dried up, and the entire cultivation world began scrambling for its final resources.
Shen Yan sighed and rose from the recliner in the Scripture Pavilion.
“How about... I give it a try?”
That day, the cultivation fanatics finally remembered the terror of being ruled by a master slacker.
