After transmigrating into the cultivation world, Lin Yue became an idle elder of the Qingyun Sect and bound himself to the Giving Up System.
He thought he could spend his days lying flat, drinking wine, and enjoying a carefree life. Who knew the System's missions would never end?
He was forced to take in seven direct disciples, each gifted with peerless talent.
His eldest disciple's swordsmanship surpassed everyone of his generation, his second disciple excelled in alchemy, his third disciple had unparalleled strategic insight, and his fourth disciple, Little Shitou, was a hard-fighting body cultivator. The rest each had astonishing abilities of their own.
Lin Yue stuck to the Great Dao of Giving Up: if his disciples could handle it, he wouldn't lift a finger; if he could slack off and watch, he wouldn't charge into battle.
Whether the sect was being bullied, monsters were running rampant, or young prodigies from other sects came to pick a fight, his own disciples handled it all.
He leisurely coasted his way to the Golden Core Realm's peak, waiting for the System to upgrade him to the Nascent Soul Realm without having to endure a lightning tribulation.
But undercurrents stirred through the cultivation world. Demonic cultivators wreaked havoc, and the crisis spread ever farther, until the flames of war reached his homeland, Blue Star.
As storms swept across the myriad heavens, his disciples found themselves in peril.
Lin Yue, who had always given up and lain flat, finally put aside his lazy manner and stood with sword in hand.
"You want to bully my disciples? Have you asked me, the Dao Venerable of Giving Up?"
