Honghuang: My Style Is Way Too Unorthodox, Yet the Three Pure Ones Call It Orthodox

Chen Yu thinks dying suddenly at his desk was the peak of his life. After all, he transmigrates to the Primordial World and becomes a black dragon coiled within chaos!

According to web-novel convention, when thunder crashes down, Chen Yu throws his arms wide and yells, “Thanks, Heavenly Dao bro, for the opening purple-qi blessing!”

The Eye of the Heavenly Dao looks down at this innate evil dragon, born from the fusion of Pangu’s blood essence and the vicious energy of chaos, who should have been erased from existence. It’s just about to unleash a world-ending thunderbolt when the aura of Pangu’s blood essence forces it to hold back. It manages to squeeze out two perfunctory auspicious clouds instead.

Just then, the Three Pure Ones happen to pass by on their travels.

Taiqing: “This child is perfectly at one with the primordial chaos, in harmony with the Dao. He ought to be my first disciple!”

Yuanshi Tianzun: “Even the Heavenly Dao has sent auspicious clouds to congratulate him. His blessings run deep. He should join my sect!”

Tongtian: “Enough talk. With this kind of potential, he can master any technique. I’m taking him!”

Chen Yu: “Only kids have to choose. I’ll take all three!!”

The three big shots confer, then take Chen Yu on together as their shared eldest disciple!

From then on, the whole style of the Primordial World goes completely off the rails.

Chen Yu diligently practices Taiqing’s Taiqing Yellow Court Breathing Method. The moment he starts, a tornado of baleful energy rises into the sky for thousands of miles, and ferocious beasts bow before him.

Chen Yu cries out in alarm, “Master, I think I practiced it wrong!”

Taiqing strokes his beard and laughs. “Silly child, the greatest sound is silent, the greatest form is formless. This is authentic Daoist astral energy!”

Before the Zixiao Palace lectures, the Wu and Yao clans go out of their way to avoid him. During the Investiture of the Gods calamity, the saints of the myriad heavens tremble at the sight of him.

Chen Yu looks aggrieved. “I really am a respectable, honest Daoist!”

The Heavenly Dao: “Bullshit! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻”