Transmigrated into Honghuang as Liu Ming, a Little Phoenix

Liu Ming died suddenly from overwork, and when he opened his eyes again, he had become a tiny, helpless chick of the Phoenix Clan. Just as he was about to despair, a Chaos Pearl fell from the sky and smacked him on the head. He wanted to lie low and grow in peace, but one supreme treasure after another kept falling into his lap. Innate spiritual roots became his snacks, and prehistoric ferocious beasts became his pets. Then one day, he burped out a puff of primordial purple qi, drawing the attention of the Dao Ancestor. “Young friend, it seems you are destined to join my Daoist sect...” Liu Ming clutched his pile of treasures in terror and looked up. “Wait, I just want to be a shut-in bird in the prehistoric world!”