After transmigrating to the Shang dynasty of the Primordial World, during the reign of King Wu Ding, Jiang Chen was a carefree water immortal. Yet the Human Emperor Wu Ding casually tossed him into the Baishui River and appointed him a minor ninth-rank River God!
“What a joke. I attained the Dao through a primordial water vein. How could I settle for some insignificant little godhood?”
[Ding! Divine Incense System activated. Bound to the Baishui River. Just lie flat and collect incense offerings to break through without limit!]
Jiang Chen: This lousy River God gig is actually pretty sweet!
From then on, the Primordial World gained an exceptionally lazy anomaly of the Great Dao. The disciples of the Three Teachings fought and killed one another over the Investiture of the Gods, while Jiang Chen lay at the bottom of the river sunbathing and collecting incense. Zhunti and Jieyin went around recruiting followers, while he could boost his cultivation just by sleeping. He rose from a little River God to the Lord of Qinghe Prefecture, then to the water god who ruled over the Four Rivers of the Primordial World.
When the calamity of the Investiture of the Gods erupted, the Heavenly Venerable of Primordial Beginning tried to use the dragon race to fill the list. Jiang Chen slapped the Twelve Golden Immortals flying and swept aside the Sages. “I’ve been a River God for ages, and the River of Time is a river too. That’s perfectly normal, right?”
Come, author, repeat after me my solemn oath: From this day forward, I will never stop updating. I will not watch dramas, travel, or get sick. I will not play games or write filler articles. I will be strictly self-disciplined, cherish time like gold, be indomitable, strive hard, pursue excellence, forge brilliance, find joy in writing, be tempered into steel, and live up to my readers, my youth…