After Yuan Buqi died, he became a white-furred ape and the eldest disciple of Taiyi Zhenren.
He thought his immortal life would mean mooching his master's wine, stealing his master's magical treasures, and waiting for an unlucky junior to take the blame for him.
Then the Primordial Chaos Pearl split in two, and the Demon Pill fell into Chentang Pass.
Looking at Nezha, who could breathe fire from the moment he was born, Yuan Buqi was very pleased. "Junior Brother, I can tell from your remarkable bones that you're perfect for paying off my debts."
From then on, Nezha caused trouble, while Yuan Buqi made it even worse; Nezha took the heavenly lightning, while Yuan Buqi sold lightning rods on the sidelines. But when everyone decided that Nezha was born to be a demon and wanted to refine him back into a Demon Pill, the first to overturn the alchemy furnace was this eldest senior brother, who had never been willing to suffer a loss.
Meanwhile, the Primordial Chaos Realm within Yuan Buqi gradually awakened.
The martial arts world, a biocalyptic wasteland, a land of ninjas, the age of pirates, a universe of monsters, the world of Soul Reapers, the gods of Marvel... One door after another, leading to the myriad heavens, opened before him.
Yuan Buqi: "I'm not going to the myriad heavens to get stronger. Their stuff is just sitting there unattended, so I'm keeping it safe for them."
Nezha: "Then give it back!"
Yuan Buqi: "We're fellow disciples. Talking about giving things back just puts distance between us."
