You Were Only Supposed to Be a Name on Shaolin's Roster, So How Did Sleeping Make You a Martial Saint?

An honorary Shaolin disciple who dozes all day, he is dismissed by everyone as a good-for-nothing who will never amount to anything.

He has only just entered Canglong Valley in search of a blade when his master is brutally killed before his eyes. The Heaven and Earth Alliance's demonic forces descend, leaving him trapped in a dead end with no hope of survival!

At the moment between life and death, the vicious weapon "Heaven Cicada Blade," sealed for a hundred years, lets out a piercing roar and flies through the air. It bypasses all the top grandmasters present and chooses him as its master, landing right in his palm!

The Great Sleep Divine Art: attaining enlightenment in dreams!

The Blade God takes him as a sworn son, he masters ancient internal arts, and the mighty Flame Finger and Drunkenness-Proof Art protect him.

After six years of silence, one of the Eight Great Wonder Books, the "Heavenly River Treasure Record," appears out of thin air, igniting a frenzy of slaughter between the righteous and demonic factions and turning the entire valley into a living hell.

High above the void, the young man stretches lazily with the divine blade in his arms, his gaze sharp as lightning.

"Done fighting? If you're done, the treasure record is mine. Who agrees, and who objects?"