Mo Yan transmigrates to the Primordial World and becomes the Child of Chaos, born alongside Great God Pangu.
In his eyes, the Primordial World is the source of all things, and every innate treasure feels an inexplicable affinity for him.
The Three Pure Ones: "Why do we feel that our fellow cultivator is as kind as an elder?"
The Twelve Ancestral Witches: "Father God, is that you?"
Old Ancestor Hongjun: "Fellow cultivator, would you let me take charge of the Heavenly Dao?"
Nuwa: "You have given me a new lease on life, fellow cultivator. I don't know how to repay you. How about..."
Mo Yan is utterly helpless. When the Primordial World was created, he was left with a Chaos Bead and a seed of the Chaos Green Lotus, but all he wants is to quietly be a good person!
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches were not transformed by turbid air, but should be transformed by Pangu's essence and blood.