Honghuang: I Turned Myths into Reality, and the Heavenly Dao Knelt and Called Me Dad

After transmigrating to the Primordial World, I somehow became an inconspicuous stone beneath Mount Buzhou.

At the critical moment, the Mythology Editor System awakens. As long as I spend fortune or merit, any information I submit to the Heavenly Dao, once accepted, becomes real history and destiny.

To protect myself, I make up the tale that "Pangu's heart's blood became the Divine Stone of Mending Heaven, which none but a Primordial Great Golden Immortal can harm." In an instant, my body becomes indestructible.

Before the war between the Liches, I invent the "Thirteenth Ancestral Witch, Dao, born from Pangu's wisdom," becoming a revered figure among the Ancestral Witches. When the Three Pure Ones split up, I add that "the Dao Ancestor has a senior disciple who guides the Three Pure Ones," prompting them to treat me with the utmost respect.

From then on, I wield "storytelling" as a blade, continually stacking divine-level identities and reshaping the Primordial World's power structure from behind the scenes. I watch as all the top mighty beings are "taken in" by my tales, reveling in the thrill of moving the pieces across the ages and masterminding the creation of the Primordial World.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.