Don't Look, We Are Truly Immortals

"Ding!"

"Received 300 Destiny Points from the Immortal Realm."

"Current Destiny Points: 19,200."

The system chimed again today.

"Oh, more points?"

Yi Feng sat up from his recliner.

During this period, besides the Destiny Points received from Chi Yitong, he had somehow accumulated over ten thousand points from the Immortal Realm.

"Where did all these Destiny Points come from?"

"From disciples?"

"That can't be right, the system would have notified me if they were from disciples."

Yi Feng pondered.

He yawned and said with dead fish eyes, "Whatever, back to sleep."

However, just as he lay down, the system's voice rang out again.

"Due to the host's excessive laziness, the system is displeased."

"Therefore, the system is issuing a new task."

"Starting today, you must accept one disciple within a year, and this one-year deadline cannot be extended by any means."

"If the task fails, 99% of the host's cultivation power will be immediately revoked."

Hearing this, Yi Feng instantly became wide awake, bolting upright.

As someone with only Golden Immortal cultivation level, if 99% were taken away, he'd be weaker than even the old man on the island.

"Damn it!"

Yi Feng cursed loudly. Losing 99% of his cultivation power was absolutely terrifying.

He checked the system exchange store.

Sure enough.

The time extension option was gone.

Yi Feng sighed helplessly. He had planned to use Destiny Points to indefinitely extend the disciple-accepting deadline. After all, as someone with terminal laziness and chronic procrastination, he preferred not to move if he could help it.

But now it seemed his days of being a slacker were numbered.

"So what are the conditions for accepting disciples?"

"There must be some standard, right?"

Yi Feng couldn't help but ask.

After all, he had tried before, and randomly accepting disciples wouldn't work, proving there must be some criteria.

"System approval is sufficient."

The mechanical voice of the system responded.

The same answer again.

Yi Feng rolled his eyes.

That explanation was as good as no explanation at all.

Well then.

He'd just have to try his luck.

"Fine, I'll set out tomorrow!"

But saying tomorrow was one thing.

Yi Feng ended up taking over twenty days just to pack his luggage.

It wasn't that he didn't want to move.

It's just that after maintaining this slacker state for so long, people trapped in such a cycle find it truly difficult to get moving.

The only reason he managed to pack in twenty days was because he kept thinking about all the ways he might die as a weakling after losing 99% of his cultivation power.

That gave him a tiny bit of motivation.

"Never mind, I'll leave at the start of next month. We're already twenty-something days into this month, what's a few more days? Let's make it a round number!"

Yi Feng sighed, thinking there must have been plenty of useless people like him in his previous life too.

Finding some comfort in that thought, he leisurely lay back in his recliner.

But when the first day of the month came, Yi Feng overslept and woke up on the second day instead.

"Damn it!"

Yi Feng fell into deep self-reproach, blaming himself for his lack of self-control.

"The tenth, I'll definitely leave on the tenth. A month has already passed, what's a few more days?"

Yi Feng declared firmly.

However.

He overslept again on the tenth.

He sat up groggily.

Filled with guilt.

Anxiety consumed his heart.

But still, he didn't want to move.

"How about leaving on the twentieth?"

He tried to convince himself.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, the system's furious voice rang out: "If the host doesn't depart now, the task deadline will be reduced to half a year."

"Shit!"

Under this pressure, Yi Feng had no choice but to move. He packed his things and prepared to leave.

Before departing, he only informed key figures like Ye Bei.

He didn't use the fixed teleportation array to leave either.

After all, that teleportation exit was in the middle of nowhere, and he wouldn't find any qualified disciples there.

So he decided to try his luck with random teleportation instead.

Heavenly Array Immortal Continent.

This was one of the Middle Three Continents, and its strength and foundation were among the top tier within the Middle Three Continents.

At this moment, over a thousand people had gathered outside a great canyon.

Their gazes were all fixed on an array formation within the canyon.

This was an array left from ancient times.

According to records.

In ancient times of the Immortal Realm, countless otherworldly demons invaded.

To resist these demons' invasion, numerous immortals rose up to fight back, engaging in a war that lasted ten thousand years.

Due to the impact of this great war, even now, many ancient battlefields, array formations, and secret realms remained from that time.

Recently, for unknown reasons, these once-broken ancient arrays had frequently been activating on their own.

And now.

The array formation in the canyon before them was one such automatically activated ancient array.

This array was extremely violent. Once activated, as time passed, it could absorb the life force from all directions around its center.

It could also affect living beings' consciousness, turning them demonic.

In just this short month, within a thousand-mile radius, the area had been affected, becoming devoid of vitality. Countless beasts had been demonified, bringing huge disasters to humans.

This array was most likely left behind by otherworldly demons who had once used this place as a stronghold.

If such an array wasn't destroyed, it would likely affect the entire Heavenly Array Immortal Continent.

It was a major threat.

As such.

Over a thousand array masters from the Heavenly Array Immortal Continent had gathered here, hoping to break the array.

But the difficulty of breaking the array exceeded everyone's expectations.

To break it, the only way was to enter the array and find its eye.

However.

The closer one got to the array, the higher the chance of losing one's mind or becoming demonified.

Even these experts standing here had to use a large portion of their cultivation power to resist being affected, let alone entering the array.

Nevertheless.

There have always been those willing to sacrifice themselves throughout history.

The first team of ten people entered the array seven days ago. When they came out five days ago, they had completely lost their minds, becoming mere walking corpses.

The second team of twenty people entered the array yesterday and there had been no news since.

Everyone watched intently, their expressions grave, not even having the heart to talk.

Those in charge knew that with no news for so long.

The second team had likely met with misfortune.

At this moment, unexpectedly, the space within the array suddenly rippled.

A lazy young man directly teleported into the array.

"This is really uncomfortable, teleporting me to such a remote mountain forest, sigh."

"Didn't even get a good sleep, no energy to walk at all, let me take a nap first!"

Having been forced out by the system, the drowsy Yi Feng was truly exhausted. He found a large tree, leaned against it, and immediately started snoring.