Honghuang: I Am the Eldest Disciple of the Chan School, Righteous to the Core

Ye Changsheng woke up one day to find that he had transmigrated into the Primordial World. The Chan Sect had just been founded. With extraordinary natural talent and born as one of the Xiantian Human Race, he became the Chan Sect’s eldest senior disciple and one of the foremost disciples among the three great sects of the Primordial World.

The good news: he had the Great Derivation Dao Body, the Devouring Divine Body, both physiques, and the System, a devastating weapon. The bad news: the conflict between the Chan and Jie Sects was growing fiercer by the day, the Chan Sect’s schemes were about to begin, and the outcome was set: most of the Jie Sect’s disciples would have their true spirits placed on the Investiture of the Gods, while Sect Master Tongtian would shut himself away in Biyou Palace and become the Chan Sect’s sworn enemy.

As the Chan Sect’s eldest senior disciple, he was destined to become the “number one wanted criminal.”

“Ding! The Investiture of the Gods calamity is about to begin. System mission revised: Change the original course of events by any means necessary. Your cultivation will increase based on the extent of the changes and the evaluations of the people involved. Host, do you accept?”

Seeing that Jiang Ziya had already descended the mountain and reached the Nuwa Temple, Ye Changsheng smiled faintly and walked inside.

“Human Sovereign, wait! One of my junior disciples has done wrong. Let me take him in hand!”

“Calamity-Slaying Sword, appear!”

He interrupted Jiang Ziya’s spellcasting and gave him a thorough beating. I, Ye, have no junior disciple who would resort to such underhanded tricks!

The events at Nuwa Temple changed, and his cultivation soared higher and higher. Ye Changsheng’s smile grew more and more unrestrained. Taiyi Zhenren let Nezha shoot and kill Shi Ji’s servant boy? If a disciple goes astray, the blame falls on the teacher! Lu Ya used the Nail-Head Seven Arrow Curse to murder Zhao Gongming? You pathetic little rat, die! The Three Xiao Sisters’ Yellow River Formation crippled the Chan Sect, and the Two Sages bullied their juniors? Master, Uncle-Master, please don’t put your disciple in a difficult position! The Heavenly Dao Sages, one against two! The Sword Formation of the Immortal-Slaying Swords. Watching Ye Changsheng stand before the Four Sages, Sect Master Tongtian wept with joy. “With a nephew-disciple like you, my Dao will never be lonely.” After ascending to the rank of Great Dao Sage, he looked at Hongjun, who had merged with the Dao, and gave him an utterly harmless smile.