Primordial Farming: The First Ray of Light at Creation

"I hate the bright moon hanging high above. Why does it alone refuse to shine on me?"

Wangshu: "(⊙o⊙)... Then I'll leave."

"Wait, wait, wait! Sister Wangshu, don't go! How am I supposed to live without light?!"

Xiang Dong reached out desperately, but Wangshu fled even faster, taking the Lunar Star with her and leaving him alone to brood in darkness so complete he couldn't see his hand in front of his face.

Only when the Solar Star appeared did Xiang Dong return to full health. He threw back his head and shouted, "Praise the sun!!!"

Xiang Dong was the first ray of light at creation, as well as an innate spiritual root-a sunflower. He was an innate divine being with an impeccable pedigree. Unfortunately, he had none of the standard cheats that came with transmigration: no system, no diary, and no wise old mentor. He was a transmigrator with none of the usual perks.

He struggled through countless years of the Ferocious Beast Calamity, unable to move or speak with anyone, with nothing but singing to stave off boredom-until he finally lost his mind.

He had considered ending it all, but as an innate divine being born from the first ray of light, even death was beyond his reach.

If I can't die, then I might as well throw caution to the wind and court death!

He could go to Mount Buzhou and purify the baleful energy of the Twelve Ancestral Witches while they were still gestating, letting them make their debut with a whole new look. That would definitely be worth a try. Hongjun would probably chase him to the ends of the earth to kill him, right?

Just thinking about it was exciting. He, Xiang Dong, would bring light and beauty to the Primordial World.

Later...

"What do you mean there are thirteen Twelve Ancestral Witches? However you rank us by seniority, I should be the eldest! How could I be the little brother?"

Dijiang: "We Ancestral Witches rank ourselves by the strength of our fists, little brother."

Xiang Dong looked at his own Ancestral Witch true form, a giant of light only fifty meters tall. Standing in a circle around him were Ancestral Witch true forms, each over three hundred meters tall.

"Heh heh... Brothers, sisters, how about I take you all farming? There's a bright future in growing crops."