I Transmigrated into a Tree in the Primordial World

After a car accident, Yang Mei transmigrates into the Primordial Chaos as the Chaos Demon God who shares his name.

Time has no meaning in the Primordial Chaos, and the Chaos Demon Gods are all obsessive cultivators who shut themselves away for centuries at a time.

When a bright and elegant young man finally passes by, how could Yang Mei let him leave so easily?

Unable to bear the loneliness, he tries every trick in the book and wins the young man's heart.

When Pangu begins hunting down the Chaos Demon Gods, Yang Mei abandons the young man and runs for his life.

Who knew the young man he'd seduced and then abandoned was none other than the Dao Ancestor, Hongjun!

To avoid being targeted by the Heavenly Dao, Yang Mei has no choice but to come to Zixiao Palace and beg forgiveness.

A young attendant at Zixiao Palace stops him. "The Dao Ancestor is in seclusion and won't see anyone."

Yang Mei turns away dejectedly, then says to the little carrot behind him, "So be it. Your father doesn't want to see the two of us. From now on, your dad will raise you alone."

Inside Zixiao Palace, Hongjun sits on a meditation cushion in a snow-white Daoist robe, frowning deeply: That scoundrel Yang Mei had a son behind his back.

A cloud of white mist rises, and the Dao Ancestor vanishes from the cushion.

Mainly from the bottom's perspective

Not a traditional Primordial Chaos story. It's completely illogical. If you don't like it, don't read it, and don't write long essays under my story. I'll delete them.

Romance first, plot second

Theme: Break free from hardship and find your own path