The Nine Realms' prodigies are all sweating blood — me? I take naps. Guess who still wins every fight?

The Nine Realms are in chaos — prodigies fight, goddesses pine, and ancient families scream vengeance. But this Bai heir? He doesn't chase the throne. He doesn't seek the Dao. He just lies on his bridge, surrounded by beauties, with eyes that make victors doubt and losers smile. No system, no cheat — just a family that's ruled the game for ten thousand years, and a *** master too lazy to care. The whole world is obsessed with becoming the strongest. Old monsters crawl out of graves screaming "The Bai Clan owes us!" — and that white-robed公子? He couldn't care less. Soft silk, warm company, and a quiet nap by the water — that's his version of peak cultivation. No isekai. No hack. No pretending to be weak. Just the Bai Clan's ancient, terrifying design — and a boy born with "eternal light in his eyes and immortal blood in his veins," gliding through the grandest era like a dream that everyone sees but nobody grasps. Tired of the usual power-fantasy clichés? Then watch the one man who doesn't need to fight — to stand above every fight.