Honghuang: My Mother Is Nuwa, and I'm Determined to Be Her Rebellious Son

[Building Up the Human Race, Partly a Farming Story]

My name is Wang Daochen. I transmigrated into the Primordial World, but how did I end up in Nuwa's womb?

And now Nuwa, pregnant by accident and furious, is about to refine me into thin air.

"What do I do? Anyone there?" Wang Daochen broke into a cold sweat.

Luckily, Wang Daochen brought along the essential cheat: a System.

Fortune-sharing, bound to the human race.

As long as he has enough Fortune Points, he can exchange them for all kinds of innate treasures, divine abilities, cultivation techniques...

The Three Pure Ones establish their religion among the human race. Congratulations, Host, you have received 55 trillion Fortune Points.

Congratulations, Host, you have exchanged them for the innate treasure Cauldron of the Origin of All Things, the Nine Words Secret, the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force...

The Three Pure Ones: "So I'm the true heir of Pangu! Old Ancestor Hongjun took the three of us as disciples only to usurp our place and scheme for our inheritance. He even plotted the Investiture of the Gods calamity, manipulating us into turning against one another. Brothers, let's rebel!"

Nuwa: "My child, Mother was wrong. I shouldn't have played favorites. Come back into Mother's arms and let me cherish you properly."

Old Ancestor Hongjun: "Wang Daochen, you anomaly! You are an affront to humanity, and you stand in the way of my Great Dao!"

Wang Daochen: "Our human race of the Primordial World shall become the race blessed by the fortune of this world. Who agrees? Who objects?"

The corner of Old Ancestor Hongjun's mouth twitched. "Your human race has already slaughtered its way through the Chaos World and become an eternal race there, with everyone as powerful as a saint. How could I possibly say no?"