Honghuang: Hongjun Lost It When I Became the Thirteenth Ancestral Wu!

I transmigrated into the Primordial World and became a stitched-together freak made from innate yin baleful energy and Pangu’s blood essence, in the earliest form of the cycle of reincarnation. With my birth mother’s tender care, I use the imprints of the three thousand Demon Gods as a database. Everyone else has barely any connection to Pangu, while I casually call him my deadbeat dad. I’ve even annoyed Pangu's Will into silence. I got the Jianmu seed by milking the System for rewards. I created the One Qi Transforming into Jianmu technique by charging ahead on my own. I refined the Nine Nether Ghost Kings on the spot using departed souls. I command the Nine Nether Reincarnation, use Jianmu as an external incarnation, and spread billions of roots throughout the Nine Nether as respawn points. Fengdu: Great Dao, please love me again. Your beloved son Fengdu, born of reincarnation, thanks his dear mother for her love. Fengdu, a mixed-blood descendant of Pangu, thanks his divine father… The Reincarnation Demon God said nothing, merely radiating tenderness from every pore. Pangu: Call me a mixed-blood again and I’ll chop you to pieces! The Great Dao: This really isn’t favoritism! Please stop imagining things! Hongjun: I’m baffled, everyone! How did the Twelve Ancestral Witches become thirteen under the Heavenly Dao? The Twelve Ancestral Witches: Big Brother, you call this a mixed-blood descendant? The Three Pure Ones: How is this deadbeat big brother more like Pangu’s own son than we are? System: This reward should not have been issued. The Host has been talking far too much, so I’ll reluctantly give the minimum reward. Fengdu: I’m really not a cheater. I’m just a poor kid nobody loves, so I have to love myself. The Great Dao: …Whatever makes you happy. The whole Primordial World is yours.