Xu Feng, a man at the bottom of the ladder who had spent decades as a corporate slave, died suddenly from overwork and transmigrated to another world-a world of martial souls called the Douluo Continent.
There was no magic here, no battle qi, and no martial arts, but there were wondrous martial souls.
Everyone here would awaken their martial soul at Spirit Hall when they turned six.
Martial souls took the forms of animals, plants, and objects, and could help people in their daily lives. Some particularly outstanding martial souls, however, could be used for cultivation and combat. This profession was the most powerful and most glorious on the Douluo Continent-Soul Master!
Everyone strove toward this goal, willing to give it their all even with only one chance in ten of surviving.
At that moment, in a pavilion somewhere in Spirit Hall, the now fourteen-year-old Xu Feng was sprawled lazily on his bed, sleeping soundly. Only when dazzling sunlight shone through the gauze curtains did his eyes, brilliant as stars, blink slightly.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing lying flat daily routine: sleeping for over 15 hours. Reward: Soul Power Level increased by 5%, 15 lying flat points.]
Xu Feng remained expressionless at the system notification, seemingly long accustomed to it.
Ever since Xu Feng had died suddenly, transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, and awakened the "Lying Flat System," he had laid down his principles: never stand if he could sit, never sit if he could lie down, never lift a finger if words could solve the problem, and never do anything himself if it required lifting a finger.
In short, Xu Feng did not want to taste even a little of his previous life's suffering again in this life.
Besides, Xu Feng had a system. The more of a slacker he was, the stronger he could become.
So he had no need to work hard at all.
"System, open the interface," Xu Feng said mildly, a little curious about his current situation.
A moment later, an interface popped up.
Host: Xu Feng Soul Power Level: Level 69 Soul Emperor (95%) Talent: Hongmeng Body (1,000 times cultivation speed, grows more handsome with age) Lying flat points: 12,430 Martial soul: Black Heaven Demon Scythe (divine-grade martial soul) Soul rings: Black (10,000 years), black (20,000 years), black (40,000 years), black (70,000 years), red (100,000 years), red (150,000 years) Status: The system has disguised the host's Soul Power Level as level 15 and disguised his soul ring ages as a standard configuration.
The so-called lying flat points on the interface were the system's assessment of the host's degree of slacking. Xu Feng could use them to buy various items and tools from various shops.
For instance, the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings and divine-grade martial soul shown on the interface had all been purchased by Xu Feng from the shop. Of course, if he wanted to increase his soul rings' ages, he could also buy the corresponding tools to raise them.
"Looks like I'll soon break through to level 70 Soul Saint!"
Xu Feng glanced at the interface, and a thought suddenly occurred to him. How about cultivating a little?
With the Hongmeng Body's heaven-defying cultivation speed of a thousand times the norm, it would not take long at all.
But no sooner had the thought arisen than Xu Feng shook his head. "Forget it, forget it. I can break through to Soul Saint just by lying down anyway. There's no need to rush."
With that, Xu Feng's chronic laziness flared up again, and he was about to go back to sleep. Unexpectedly, the door was suddenly pushed open, accompanied by a slightly displeased rebuke.
"Xu Feng, look at the time! Why are you still sleeping?"
The newcomer was Bibi Dong, universally acknowledged as Spirit Hall's most beautiful woman, and its Holy Maiden, whose position was second only to the Supreme Pontiff.
"Huh?" Xu Feng glanced sideways as a graceful figure approached him.
Skin as white as snow, a stunning face of almost dreamlike beauty, and an air of sacred nobility.
"Hiss..."
Xu Feng jolted and sprang up.
"Your disciple Xu Feng greets you, Teacher!"
Xu Feng was very lazy, so lazy that even standing felt like torture. Still, he was deeply grateful to Bibi Dong, who had taken him in fourteen years ago and accepted him as her disciple. Not wanting to slight her, he immediately stood and bowed respectfully.
"Hmph..."
Bibi Dong fixed Xu Feng with a stern stare. "You're my first disciple, after all, and all the resources I've given you have been the very best. Yet after all these years, you're only level 15!"
Bibi Dong took a deep breath, her face full of the frustration of iron that refused to become steel. "It would be one thing if you couldn't cultivate, but when you awakened your martial soul at six, you clearly had innate full soul power and extraordinary talent. You should have been the most dazzling genius on the entire continent, but instead, you slack off every day and do nothing."
"You awakened at six. It's been eight years, and your soul power has only risen five levels?"
"Aren't you ashamed?"
Bibi Dong had said these things more than once, but every time she brought them up, she felt a tightness in her chest. The anger inside her...!
"You're right to reprimand me, Teacher. I'll work harder at cultivating from now on." Xu Feng dared not talk back and obediently admitted his fault.
Work harder?
Have you ever worked hard?
"!@#￥%..." The corner of Bibi Dong's mouth twitched slightly.
There are twenty-four hours in a day. You spend eighteen lying down, another three staring into space, another two watching other people stare into space, and the last hour letting other people watch you stare into space.
That might have sounded a little outrageous, but it more or less described the situation.
At that thought, Bibi Dong was about to reprimand Xu Feng a little more when a familiar voice rang out in her mind.
[Work hard? Work hard, my ass! I had enough of being exhausted back in my life on Earth.]
[Hmph, I'm lying flat for good in this life. Not even Jesus can stop me. I said it.]
[Besides, I'm already a level 69 Soul Emperor. Another couple of days lying down and I'll break through. Why should I work hard?]
Bibi Dong was dumbfounded by the voice.
Isn't that my lazy disciple's voice?
Can I hear his thoughts?
But what sort of ball is Earth?
And when did my disciple reach level 69?
"Xu Feng..." Full of questions, Bibi Dong narrowed her beautiful eyes and stared intently at the fellow before her, probing, "Whatever the case, your level 15 soul power is still far too low. I intend to send a few Douluos to the Star Dou Great Forest to search for heavenly treasures to help you break through. What do you think?"
"Thank you for your care, Teacher. I'll leave everything to you."
Noticing Bibi Dong's gaze, Xu Feng hardly dared object. His face was the very picture of obedience.
At that very moment, however, Xu Feng's grumbling rang out in Bibi Dong's mind again.
[Sigh, does she really think I'm level 15? I'm almost a Soul Saint already.]
[Besides, what's the point of sending a few Douluos to the Star Dou Great Forest? There aren't any treasures in the outer region, and the inner region is guarded by hundred-thousand-year soul beasts like the Titan Giant Ape and the Sky Azure Bull Python. There's no chance of finding heavenly treasures at all.]
The Titan Giant Ape?
The Sky Azure Bull Python?
Now certain that she could hear Xu Feng's thoughts, Bibi Dong's heart jolted, and a trace of shock flashed across her face.
How does my disciple know that the Sky Azure Bull Python and the Titan Giant Ape are in the inner region of the Star Dou Great Forest?
Bibi Dong was full of questions. That's highly classified information in Spirit Hall. Only those at the Titled Douluo level or above are qualified to know it.
This lazy disciple's origins were extraordinary to begin with. He must be hiding quite a few things from me.
Bibi Dong could not help recalling the scene of her encounter with Xu Feng fourteen years earlier. She had just finished hunting a soul beast when a swaddled bundle suddenly fell from the sky, smashing a huge crater into the ground and giving her a terrible fright.
Strangely, the swaddled bundle was completely unharmed, and little Xu Feng was still fast asleep. So she had carried little Xu Feng back to Spirit Hall.
In that case, I mustn't expose this lazy disciple. Otherwise, he'll start guarding against me and avoiding me. He might even deliberately think incorrect things to mislead me, Bibi Dong considered cautiously.
A moment later, Bibi Dong made her decision: she would never expose Xu Feng. It did not matter even if he kept slacking off, as long as she could slowly dig out the little secrets in his heart.
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