In the primordial world, from the start, everyone else is still building their foundations while I'm already a Daluo Golden Immortal.
Because my big brother is Pangu.
There's nothing wrong with the System I've bound to, the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, innate supreme treasures, Fragments of the Jade Plate of Creation, the store has everything. The one flaw? I have to steal it all.
So the moment I transmigrate, the System gives me a huge present: Hongjun's Thirty-Six-Grade Chaos Green Lotus platform.
Hongjun opens his eyes deep within chaos. His fingers freeze in midair as he calculates the workings of fate: someone's cut off the causal threads. Who did it? The workings of fate are a blur. Meanwhile, I'm holding half a lotus platform and staring at the System's cold notification: “Target robbed: Hongjun. Anger level: unknown.”
I swallow. “Could you be a little gentler next time?” System: “Sure. Keep stealing.”
The origin of time from Shichen, Luo Hou's Immortal Slaying Formation Diagram, the Geng Metal essence of the Golden Toad Patriarch... The Demon Gods of all chaos line up to have their wool fleeced by me. The poor souls I've robbed fly into a rage and suspect one another, while I hide behind the scenes, munching on stolen golden elixirs as I plan for what really matters...
Pangu will perish when he creates Heaven and Earth? I'll use a substitute to bear the karmic consequences of transforming into the Dao and ensure one of his souls enters reincarnation. The three clans will be wiped out during the Dragon-Han Tribulation? I'll assume the identity of Ancestor Kunpeng and plant my pieces among them in advance. Buzhou Mountain will collapse in the war between the Wu and Yao? I've already prepared a pillar to hold up the sky. The Jie Sect will be wiped out in the Calamity of Investiture of the Gods? I'll replace the names on the list with a bunch of vicious villains. On the day Jiang Ziya confers the titles of the gods, he'll find nothing but strangers on the platform.
After watching for countless eons with cold indifference, Hongjun finally can't hold back and asks, “What exactly are you trying to do?”
I grin. “It's simple. Every tragedy from the primordial-world stories I read in my previous life is forbidden from happening in this one.”
Changing every regret that can never be undone.
