Patriarch of the Dao, Taking a Monkey Disciple from the Start

After transmigrating to another world, Wang Zhong thought he hadn’t gotten a powerful System or heaven-defying comprehension.

The worst part was that he’d transmigrated right into the middle of a remote mountain forest.

So, on that enormous mountain, with nothing to do but lie flat, Wang Zhong doodled a Taiji symbol with a twig to pass the time. To his surprise, it triggered the System.

“Ding! The Host’s disciple has begun to grasp the Way of Taiji. The Host receives a hundredfold return and fully comprehends the Way of Taiji.”

From then on, Wang Zhong was unstoppable. He immediately changed his name to the much cooler Li Xiaoyao.

“Three-year pact? Three months will do. In three years, your goal should be the stars and the sea. Who has time to waste on a woman?”

“Your wife died for you? Don’t worry, I’ll bring her back to life.”

Thus, Li Xiaoyao began his path of taking in disciples and battling the heavens and the earth. Many years later, Che Lei looked at his disciples, who had conquered the Myriad Worlds, and sang, bored, “How lonely, how lonely it is to be invincible.” Then he merely glanced at the Demon Realm, and it vanished without a trace.