As a disciple of the Chan Sect, Yun Zhongzi always thought he was the protagonist, until his senior brother Yang Jian opened his Third Eye and his junior brother Nezha sprouted three heads and eight arms. As for him, he was born with a weak constitution and could barely recognize a magical artifact. But with the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods approaching, Yun Zhongzi quietly pulled out a stack of blueprints and wired Kunlun Mountain with fiber-optic internet. The first time Primordial Heavenly Lord made a video call to the Jade Emperor, he fell silent for a long while. “Yun Zhongzi, did you... just take over the entire Celestial Court?”
