Villain: Slacking My Way to Emperor, The Protagonist Is Losing It!

The Desolate Ancient Sacred Land—a renowned domain since the Primordial Era.

It had stood strong on this continent for tens of thousands of years, with deep foundations and terrifying strength.

Linxian Peak, one of the nine great peaks of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land, was a place where only the ordained Holy Son was qualified to reside.

Inside the sacred temple, in an opulent chamber—

Chen Xuan clutched his head as he sat up from his bed, gazing at the ethereal clouds drifting in the sky.

After a brief moment of confusion, he came to a realization.

"Wait… did I transmigrate?"

He looked around, taking in his surroundings.

"This setting… why does it look so much like that Xuanhuan game I used to play?"

Chen Xuan was a bit surprised. He had merely stepped out of his house, and the next thing he knew, he got hit by a massive truck of fortune—everything went dark, and now he was here.

Not only had he transmigrated, but he had also ended up inside the very Xuanhuan game he used to play.

The game's title? "Heavenly Emperor of the Desolate Era"—the kind of cliché web novel adaptation that made you cringe just from hearing the name.

Predictably full of tropes and melodrama, the game was absolutely roasted across the internet upon release.

Curious, Chen Xuan had given it a try.

And dear lord, was it cringe beyond measure.

He remembered it clearly—

The Desolate Ancient Sacred Land's great villain, the Holy Son, was a man of peerless beauty, extraordinary elegance, and unmatched talent. The entire sacred land nurtured and revered him, showering him with endless resources.

By all logic, in a world like this, wasn't he the ultimate rich and handsome figure destined to ascend to divinity with ease?

But no.

This so-called Holy Son abandoned his divine destiny and heavenly treasures, choosing instead to desperately simp for his senior sister.

He showered her with resources, gifted her powerful techniques, and sacrificed himself just to fulfill her dreams.

And yet, his senior sister didn't appreciate any of it—instead, she handed everything over to the protagonist and despised him to the core.

In the end, despite all the resources he had given away, he was still mercilessly slain by the protagonist.

Chen Xuan suddenly let out a relieved chuckle.

Because this pathetic, bootlicking villainous Holy Son… was now him.

Yes, he had transmigrated into the villainous Holy Son of this world.

"I'm the Holy Son, and I've inherited the legendary Desolate Ancient Sacred Physique—I have everything I could possibly need. So why the hell would I go groveling at my senior sister's feet?"

"With this level of talent, I could become the future master of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land! Why would I throw it all away just to be some pathetic simp?"

"This is even worse than Fei Yangyang and Hei Xiaohu combined!" (T/N: Referencing famous characters known for their miserable fates.)

Chen Xuan scoffed.

Even when he had played the game, he had always thought this villainous Holy Son had a severe mental illness.

The sheer amount of resources he gave away—if he had used them for himself, he could have had countless celestial beauties as his senior sisters, changing one every day for years!

And yet, for the sake of one woman, he was willing to abandon his position as Holy Son?!

Absolutely incomprehensible.

But what truly made Chen Xuan lose it was the cringeworthy confession scene in the game—

"Do you even realize whose love you are receiving? It is the love of the Holy Son!"

Bro, what the actual hell?

And the female lead, Liu Qingran, was just as much of a walking disaster.

Her entire family was massacred by a rival sect, and when Chen Xuan found out, he personally led a rescue mission and saved her amidst the chaos.

Did she thank him? No.

Instead, she blamed him for her family's death, accused him of orchestrating an elaborate act just to make her feel grateful, and hated him to the bone.

From that moment on, she wanted nothing more than to kill him and avenge her family.

And then, the ultimate plot twist happened—

After Chen Xuan was killed, his loyal butler revealed the truth to Liu Qingran:

The real mastermind behind the massacre was none other than Su Beichen's (the protagonist's) own elder brother—Su Shi!

And the most mind-breaking part?

Liu Qingran instantly forgave the protagonist.

"Beichen, I will always understand you."

When Chen Xuan had first seen that scene, he had nearly vomited in front of his computer.

The massacre of an entire clan—thousands of lives wiped out.

And she let it go with just one sentence of "understanding"?

What kind of brain damage was this?!

For three days after that, Chen Xuan had completely lost his appetite from sheer disgust.

"I absolutely must stay far, far away from the female lead. I can't afford to get even a speck of bad luck from her."

Chen Xuan made up his mind.

Now that he had taken over the Holy Son's role, there was no way in hell he was going to be a bootlicker.

With the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land's backing, limitless resources, and his invincible cultivation talent…

He honestly had no idea how the protagonist was supposed to compete with him.

Since he had arrived in this world, he had only one goal—

Become a Great Emperor, defy the heavens, and reign supreme across eternity.

As for the male and female leads?

They could go rot in a corner.

Chen Xuan's resolve was set.

Just then, a mechanical voice echoed in his mind—

"Ding! Detecting a change in the host's mindset."

"Ding! System buffering…"

"Buffering complete. Slacking System successfully loaded!"

Huh?

A system?!

Systems—the standard cheat for all transmigrators.

Chen Xuan had seen them in countless games, anime, and novels, so he was quite familiar with the concept.

However, he was a bit confused.

Why did his system seem… different?

What the hell is a 'Slacking System'?!

After some careful analysis and deduction, Chen Xuan finally understood.

"The Slacking System only requires one thing—slack off!"

"As long as I do nothing, I get rewards!"

"The lazier I am, the greater the rewards!"

"The longer I slack off, the richer the rewards!"

To sum it up in one word—

"Time to slack!"

"This system is actually kinda interesting."

Chen Xuan paused for a moment.

He had read countless Xuanhuan power fantasy novels, but this kind of system was something he had never seen before.

In his past life, every time he slacked off, he would feel guilty.

But now?

He was literally being encouraged to slack off!

How could he not take advantage of this?

He thought about the awards for being a model student, the expectations of his family and teachers, and the motivational quotes on his desk urging him to work hard…

At that moment, he felt like he had finally found his true calling in life.

"From today onward—I am slacking off!"

That's right. He had found his path… just that he was walking it backward.

Hard work doesn't guarantee success, but slacking off guarantees relaxation.

"Ding! Slacking mode activated."

"As long as the host successfully slacks off until tonight, he will receive a massive reward!"

The system's voice echoed once again.

"Not bad."

Chen Xuan nodded.

"Didn't expect it to start so soon. Feels a little weird, though—once upon a time, I was a top-tier grind addict."

"Ding! Detecting strong ambition in the host. Preparing to load the Hard Work System—as long as the host works hard, he will receive rewards!"

"Diligent Cultivation Mode: Train for ten hours a day, no exceptions. Reward: One Lower-Grade Foundation Establishment Pill."

Hearing the frightening voice of the system, Chen Xuan immediately banished all thoughts of hard work and cut the system off mid-sentence.

"Nope! I have already chosen the path of slacking! No matter the cost, I will see it through!"

Since coming to this world, Chen Xuan had realized a fundamental truth—

"Those who suffer hardship serve those in power."

"Hard work means living for others. Slacking off means living for yourself."

Shaking his head, Chen Xuan firmed his resolve.

Ssshh—

There was movement!

A message arrived from the main hall. Chen Xuan sensed a familiar presence approaching.

Linxian Peak was the exclusive residence of the Holy Son.

Few people were allowed here, as disturbing the Holy Son's cultivation was strictly prohibited.

Even entering required prior approval and multiple layers of reporting.

The only exception was his master, the Lord of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land, who could come and go freely.

Aside from him, only one other person had such privilege—

His senior sister, Liu Qingran.

Everyone in Linxian Peak knew about Chen Xuan's feelings for Liu Qingran.

Because of this, no one dared to stop her whenever she visited.

Her light footsteps approached.

A slender, graceful figure appeared before him.

Liu Qingran—

Like a sacred lotus, she was pure and untouchable, radiating an ethereal glow.

Her flawless face was undeniably stunning, and her flowing white dress accentuated her perfectly sculpted curves.

Her entire presence was otherworldly, on par with the Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool.

"She might be a bit dumb, but I gotta admit—her looks and temperament truly live up to the title of a celestial beauty. No wonder the old me was utterly obsessed with her."

Chen Xuan silently assessed her.

Then, he stood up and asked,

"Senior Sister, what brings you here today? To think you'd take the initiative to visit me."

"..."

Liu Qingran had just been about to speak, but she suddenly froze in place.

What did she just hear?

Did her junior brother just… insult her?

And call her dumb?!

Her already unpleasant expression darkened even further.