[An invincible protagonist who needs no brains + seemingly flirtatious but actually friendship-focused + causing trouble in the Primordial World + a nitpicker + the three Yang siblings and Chenxiang from Lotus Lantern, Nezha's characterization from The Legend of Nezha and the prettiest Nezha art. All other characters are based on my own interpretations and story ideas. The Jade Emperor and Queen Mother are just coworkers.]
The Mo family believes the strong rule, regardless of gender. After all, every generation of their ancestors has been divine. The only thing worth competing for is the chance to travel to lifeless planets and create a new world. By the time it comes to Mo An'an's generation, there aren't many planets left to develop. More importantly, this is the Age of Declining Magic... What would be the point of creating a new world, only for modern researchers to dissect it? Besides, Mo An'an is an internet-addicted girl and a lovestruck romantic. After giving it some thought, she decides to head to the Primordial World. She's not afraid of danger, since the Mo family has a special lotus artifact that records every descendant. If any of them is in danger, the other Mo descendants' avatars will appear by their side.
Mo An'an chooses to interfere in the Investiture of the Gods calamity: she scolds Nuwa, awakens the Three Pure Ones, saves the Ancestral Witches, and, most importantly, insists that the Heavenly, Earthly, and Human Dao remain in balance! Then she makes her three favorite male idols Sages of the Human Dao!
Bonus scenes:
Nezha, a lovesick yandere who doesn't realize he's in love: “Sister, why can't I be the only one in your heart?” He angrily binds people with his Red Armillary Sash.
The straightforward, sunny, cheerful Great Sage Equal to Heaven shyly looks at Mo An'an: “Sister, look at me! I got you lots of things.” He waves a hand at the ground, and spirit plants spring up into a mountain.
Yang Jian, who loves the world, its people, and her, silently tosses weapons to the side.
Nuwa: “If it weren't for An'an, I never would have realized I was wrong.”
Houtu: “Thanks to An'an, my brothers have returned.”
The synopsis doesn't do it justice. Read Chapter One!