I, the Ninth Son of Zulong, Just Want to Lay Low Until I Become a Saint

[Primordial World setting + keeping a low profile + no System + smart protagonist + one female lead]

[Pure spoiler-filled power fantasy, no dumbed-down characters handing out treasures. The whole point is crushing everyone with an information advantage!]

“The Great Dao is fifty, but Heaven’s evolution accounts for only forty-nine. One has escaped.”

Ao Jun murmured this line from a scripture passed down from later generations, a bitter smile on his dragon face.

“But I’m different, because I transmigrated!”

After transmigrating to the Primordial World before the Dragon-Han Tribulation, where he became the least remarkable of the Ancestral Dragon’s nine sons, Ao Jun discovered that the Great Dao manifested openly, spiritual treasures littered the land, and mighty beings roamed everywhere... The only odd thing was that everyone was still feeling their way toward “cultivation”!

Slaying the Three Corpses? Becoming a Saint through merit? Proving the Dao through power? The paths to sainthood known to everyone in later generations were still nonexistent theories here!

In that case, he’d stop pretending!

He takes the Primordial World web-novel scene by storm! While the dragons, phoenixes, and qilin are still competing in physical strength, he pioneers the “Divine Incense Faith Path,” gathering the faith of countless beings to become a divine ruler in his own domain! Under the pen name “Guixu,” he is revered as a totem of faith by the countless aquatic clans of the East Sea!

He dominates the Primordial World’s print-fiction scene, too! While Hongjun is still pondering how to merge with the Dao, Ao Jun has already written the first draft of the “Tao Te Ching,” resonating with the Heavenly Dao and founding the orthodox immortal path of “refining qi into spirit”! Under the pen name “Taixu,” even the Three Pure Ones address him respectfully as a fellow Daoist!

At the academy, however, he is merely Ao Jun, the lazy ninth prince of the Dragon Palace, cultivating in seclusion every day and never drawing attention to himself.

Yet he quietly pulls out the “Golden Core Great Dao,” the “Complete Guide to Formations,” the “Treasury of Artifact Refining,” and more...

The mighty beings cry, “Hold on! Isn’t there something off about your whole cultivation system?!”

Then one day, the Dragon-Han Tribulation erupts, the Ancestral Dragon falls, and the dragon race teeters on the brink of collapse. His secret identities are suddenly exposed.