I Repaired a Crumbling Cultivation World with a Data Panel

Irreverent version: I work 996 hours, and even after transmigrating, I still have to work 996. And what kind of world is this? Before transmigrating, I was fixing bugs; after transmigrating, I'm still fixing bugs. Good heavens, what a life of toil, and for two lifetimes! Dear readers, tell me, is this fair?

Serious version:

The Mystic Vault Star: a BUG-ridden cultivation universe that Zhuang Zhou accidentally dreamed up while dozing off. The Heavenly Dao is inherently incomplete, and lightning tribulations have been permanently taken offline. The place is crawling with pill-popping, laid-back cultivators: “Golden Core cultivators are a dime a dozen, Nascent Soul cultivators are everywhere, and actual combat skills are universally pathetic.” Even secret realms randomly crash out. It's the cultivation world's very own shoestring operation!

The protagonist, Qiu Yue, is an overworked employee who died suddenly from working 996 and transmigrated here. Armed with an AI data panel and the ability to trade sarcastic quips for comprehension, he uses modern management principles to crush the competition. In this absurd world of “pills to boost cultivation, sects full of slackers, and evil cultivators who line up to get killed,” he fights his way from an illegitimate son of a marquis to conquer the Seven Kingdoms, takes on ancient beings from beyond the realm, and fixes the Heavenly Dao's BUGs. Watch a working stiff turn his life around and save the world, putting an end to every kind of slacking in the cultivation world!