Gu Changsheng transmigrates into a fantasy world as a villain. Just as he is thinking of turning over a new leaf to survive, his family has already ground the Son of Destiny's bones to dust and hung his soul out like a lantern.
It dawns on him: rather than defy fate, he might as well lie flat completely.
But he just can't keep up the act of being useless!
The lotus seeds he casually eats are actually seeds of the Chaos Green Lotus, capable of nurturing the Three Thousand Great Daos?
The pet was too noisy, so he fed it a Primordial Dao Fruit that even the lords of forbidden zones covet?
He complains that the neighbor's sword practice keeps him awake, and the old servant sweeping the floor “sweeps away” the entire Myriad Swords Sacred Land overnight?
Annoyed when a flash of heavenly lightning dazzles him, he watches Steward Fu take one step and erase this world's Heavenly Dao on the spot?!
Gu Changsheng yawns. “I really didn't mean anything by it. Could you all please stop kneeling?”
The world's powerful figures imagine in terror: “Listen! What astonishing Zen wisdom! The young master may seem to lie flat, but in truth he's been plotting for all eternity at every moment! I understand now. I finally understand!”
