Honghuang: I Take Three Thousand Disciples, but My Students Hate That Iron Won't Become Steel

Li Qiyun transmigrated to the Primordial World and had already become a Daoist existence within it. At the time, Li Qiyun had no idea that all the living beings who listened to him preach regarded him as their master. They traveled the Primordial World, using all the ways he had taught them to roast people, heaven, and even thin air.

Hongjun: “What kind of origins do you have? How dare you commit such defiant acts!”

Eastern Emperor Taiyi: “Such a scourge must be exterminated by every demon! You actually dared to pee in the Heavenly Court. We will fight you to the death!” said someone whose cultivation was only at the Daluo Golden Immortal level.

“Those vile, shameless bastards Jieyin and Zhunti! Today, we will surely suppress and kill the two of them at ~! This will bring glory to our Qiyun Daoist Sect!” said someone whose cultivation was only at the Daluo Golden Immortal level.

Li Qiyun: I just wanted to keep my head down and stay here until I could return to the real world. I never expected to have three thousand disciples, much less that every one of them would want to challenge heaven, earth, and thin air, constantly shouting about slaughtering Sages!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.