What would you do if you transmigrated to the Primordial World?
What would you do if you had no golden finger?
The mischievous kid Yu Han transmigrates to the Primordial World, where a host of mighty beings mistake him for the "Son of Heaven."
With no System and no backing, how will he stir up chaos in the Primordial World?
Fortunately, the power of time and space strengthens Yu Han's body as he travels through time and space.
And so, a mischievous kid is born.
"Dao Ancestor Hongjun? Isn't he just an earthworm? The Peach Garden and the cultivation plots for ginseng fruit trees, Huangzhong plums, and the like need someone to turn the soil. He can do it!"
"Di Jun and Tai Yi? Aren't they three-legged golden crows? Those two are so hard to roast. No matter what I do, I can't turn them into roast chicken. My greenhouse needs two more suns, so off they go!"
"Old Ancestor Kunpeng? I'm looking for a mount. Want to apply for the job?"
"Laozi, Yuanshi, Zhunti, Jieyin? The human race needs two more teachers. You're in luck!"
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This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
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