Honghuang: From the Start, Hongjun Trapped Me in a Mountain Cave

In the age of the Chaosfiends, three thousand fiends fought without end. I relied on a Chaos turtle shell to laze around and keep a low profile until the very end! On the day Hongjun was to merge with the Dao, a red thread from the Jade Disc of Creation suddenly led to the cave where I was hiding. He stood at the entrance, frowning at me, while I huddled inside my shell and pretended to be a rock. Millions of years later, when the Primordial World had just taken shape, a spirit fox howled at the moon atop Mount Sumeru. That lazy turtle from back then had long since become the oldest taboo of all.