Honghuang: Nine-Leaf Swordgrass, Disciple to the Three Pure Ones

After transmigrating to the Primordial World, Ye Changqing becomes a Nine-Leaf Sword Grass growing in a crevice on Kunlun Mountain. He had planned to lie low until the end of time, but his neighbor made such a commotion while transforming that it attracted the greed of an ancient ferocious beast! Just as the beast was about to stomp the Daoist grounds and Ye Changqing into smithereens, he decided he was done hiding. “You want to crush me? Then I'll fight you to the death!” In a fit of rage, he burned eight thousand years of his origin, transforming into a colossal sword ten thousand zhang long. He pierced the beast's eye and saved his neighbor from certain death, but nearly perished in body and soul himself. Fortunately, his three neighbors were named Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian. The newly emerged Three Pure Ones stared at the dying little plant in utter shock. They had only just transformed, and already owed someone a life-saving act of protection? This karma was enough to crush Kunlun Mountain! To repay the debt, the three great figures willingly drew out a drop of Pangu Origin each, forcibly raising Ye Changqing's aptitude to the level of a born divine being. Blessed by misfortune, Ye Changqing opened his eyes and smiled with understanding. Then he bowed, naturally attaching himself to the biggest backer in the Primordial World. And so, the Primordial World gained the first and only chief disciple of the Mystic Gate in its history. His first master, Taishang, taught him the alchemy of nonaction. His second master, Yuanshi, passed on the wondrous methods for interpreting Heaven. His third master, Tongtian, simply planted peerless sword intent in his mind. Looking at his three masters, who were destined to become enemies during the future Investiture of the Gods calamity, Ye Changqing sighed. Now that I'm here, no one is going to let this tragedy of a family split happen! Years later, when Guangchengzi and Daoist Duobao were arguing incessantly again, Ye Changqing silently brought out the Three Pure Ones' magic treasures and smiled kindly. “Finished arguing? Then it's my turn to speak.”