Honghuang's First Disciple of the Human Sect: One Golden Affix Per Realm

After transmigrating into the Primordial World, Xuandu became one of the innate humans Nuwa had molded from earth not long before. It was the early days of the great calamity of the witches and demons. Great Luo cultivators were everywhere, Taiyi cultivators were worth less than dogs, and humans were little more than weeds, liable to be wiped out at any moment in a clash between the two races. Faced with this hellish start and no backing whatsoever, Xuandu successfully awakened the Realm-Breakthrough Trait System. Every time he broke through a minor realm, he would get one chance to choose from three heaven-defying golden traits! [Option One: Pangu’s True Form (Gold)] [Option Two: Innate Supreme Treasure (Gold)] [Option Three: Innate Taiji Origin (Gold)] Faced with the tempting options of Pangu’s True Form and an Innate Supreme Treasure, Xuandu knew the Primordial World was dangerous and the karmic consequences too great. To keep a low profile and grow safely, he decisively chose [Innate Taiji Origin], which perfectly matched Taiqing Laozi, who was searching for a chance to attain sainthood on the shores of the Eastern Sea! He broke the formation, observed every courtesy, and with a single line about following the life-giving current, left Taiqing Laozi so astonished that he accepted him on the spot as his first disciple. And so, Kunlun Mountain gained a beloved senior brother whom no one dared provoke. While others cultivated in seclusion for tens of thousands of years without making any progress, Xuandu only had to doze off and break through a minor realm to gain the [Yin-Yang Civil and Martial Flame], [Taiqing Alchemical Heart], [Two Forms Dust Formation]... The witches and demons had fallen, and the Investiture of the Gods calamity began. At the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, just as the Sages were finally tearing off their masks and preparing to beat the Primordial World back into chaos, a Taiji yin-yang diagram, vast enough to blot out the sky, stretched across the heavens. Xuandu stood in the void in a green robe, surrounded by hundreds and thousands of golden Great Dao traits. “Uncles, the Investiture of the Gods isn’t a death sentence. How about doing your nephew a favor and sitting down for a cup of tea?”