I Admit It, I'm the Primordial Dao Ancestor

He transmigrated, and even gained a System called the Great Dao Library! It contained all the literary classics from ancient times to the present! How powerful was that? He could find somewhere to lie low as a ghostwriter, copy a few novels, and live the good life!

But then

The heavens and earth split open, and the clear separated from the turbid. A colossal giant cleaved open the primordial chaos with a single swing of his axe, and an overwhelming aura erupted all at once.

He nearly killed Meng Hong, who had just transmigrated.

Holy crap, this is the Primordial Era!!

Meng Hong was dumbfounded. He had brought this library with him to the Primordial Era, but who was he supposed to copy books for?

He had no talent, and no cheat like a System. When he tried cultivating, he discovered that his aptitude was so poor he couldn’t even absorb spiritual energy! What... was the point of this?

He’d be better off quietly retiring and living out his days. A carefree life as an ordinary person sounded pretty good.

But he never expected that...

Hongjun would regard him as the origin of the Dao.

Luohou would see him as the embodiment of the Demonic Path.

The Lord of Heaven-Splitting saw the future destruction of the Chan Sect in his fishpond.

The nine-clawed serpent he rescued turned out to be Zulong, ancestor of the dragons and master of divination...

The crow he raised turned out to be the founder of the demon race...

Countless years later.

Meng Hong: “What? You’re Hongjun? This junior pays his respects to the Dao Ancestor!”

Hongjun: “You’re too kind, senior. You’re the true Dao Ancestor! You taught me all the Dao techniques I know!”