Young Honghuang Dragon: I Escaped the War of the Three Clans

I transmigrated into the body of a golden, three-clawed dragon hatchling in the Primordial World. The moment I opened my eyes, I fell right into the middle of the dragon, phoenix, and qilin clans' war. Flesh and blood flew everywhere as I clung to a cliff face, trembling like a leaf. Suddenly, the System popped up and told me my comprehension was maxed out. Right then and there, I comprehended the Stealth Breath Technique. From then on, I became the most cautious dragon in the Primordial World. While the three clans fought until the world was turned upside down, I stayed at the edge of the battlefield, picking up scraps of opportunity. Later, the Ancestral Dragon passed by, gravely wounded. He spotted a patch of air secretly picking up fragments of dragon scales and froze for three seconds. "Which clan are you from?" I appeared, grinned, and said, "I'm a junk collector." Later, the whole Primordial World was abuzz with rumors: An unknown golden dragon had pieced together a Primordial Dao Fruit by collecting the remains of the three clans!