Primordial Wilderness: I Am Hong Yun, and I Trade My Saint Position for a Wife

Primordial Wilderness: I Am Hong Yun, and I Trade My Saint Position for a Wife Author: Duo Lai Zuo Meng

Synopsis:

Category: Fantasy?

Main Characters: ["Hong Yun", "Hou Tu"]?

Synopsis: Also known as <Taking Advantage of Hou Tu's Innocence to Sweet-Talk Her into Becoming My Wife>

I transmigrated into the Primordial Wilderness and became Hong Yun, the kindhearted fool and unlucky soul?

At the start, in the Purple Cloud Palace, Hong Yun had a sudden inspiration and gave Hou Tu the seat representing a Saint Position, activating the Great Dao Karma System. In return, he got himself a Saint wife!

A good man had to keep up his reputation. He should lie low when it was called for, but stand his ground when he had to!

Yuan Shi: Hong Yun! How dare you scheme against me!

Tong Tian: Uh... What do you want me to say? I really don't think Fellow Daoist Hong Yun did anything wrong...

Di Jun: Tsk, tsk... An honest man throwing a fit is even scarier!

Zhun Ti: He was the one who attacked first. Why are you all blaming me?

Nu Wa: Isn't it because you went too far and forced him to do this?

The Ancestral Shamans: You dare bully Little Brother Hong Yun? Ask us if we'll allow it!

System: I... You've taken everything and still managed to cheat even me?

From then on, no one could get a free advantage out of Hong Yun! I, Hong Yun, am the "Timely Rain of the Primordial Wilderness, Good Samaritan, Man of Righteousness, and Handsome Young Master"! Only Zhen Yuan Zi knew that his good brother was secretly a schemer!

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The Primordial World.

It was just before Dao Ancestor Hongjun attained sainthood and gave his first lecture at the Purple Cloud Palace.

Amid the hazy chaos, two figures glowed with a faint radiance, their magical power flowing between them.

Working together, they broke through the Chaos Qi that filled the area and headed for the Purple Cloud Palace.

One was an old man dressed in a blue-and-white robe, with a wisp of white beard beneath his chin.

Yet his complexion was rosy, his skin as delicate as a newborn's.

He was none other than Zhen Yuan Zi, well known to later generations.

The other was a red-haired young man with a face as handsome as jade and bright, starry eyes.

A faint smile always played at the corners of his mouth.

Most striking was the lively glint in his eyes. One glance was enough to tell he was a quick-witted sort.

This young man was Hong Yun, later known as the Primordial Wilderness's good Samaritan and unlucky soul.

But this Hong Yun was not the original Hong Yun.

When Hong Yun had taken form, his soul had already been replaced by one from a later age, a transmigrator.

Once Hong Yun had become aware of himself,

he had panicked like crazy!

Why couldn't I have transmigrated as anyone else? Why Hong Yun?

The legendary good Samaritan of the Primordial Wilderness, the biggest unlucky soul of all?

After learning the general course of events in later generations, Hong Yun had come to understand himself better.

At the same time, he'd grown even more pessimistic.

When Heaven and Earth were first created, Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind had been set in their proper places.

The Four Symbols of Heaven Opening, Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind, had emerged from the origin. Each represented a Power of Law, and together they formed the fundamental laws that made up the world.

No wonder Hong Yun, the first cloud between Heaven and Earth, had such deep fortune.

He'd been born carrying three Innate Origins: Water, Fire, and Wind.

Even someone as powerful as Kun Peng had been born bearing only the origins of Water and Wind.

One fewer than Hong Yun!

Kun Peng had later made a name for himself in the Primordial Wilderness. Though the Demon Clan he belonged to eventually fell, he himself had still lived just fine!

If Dao Ancestor Hongjun hadn't schemed to take back those three origins, and if Hong Yun hadn't acted the way he did, how could Hong Yun have died and been reduced to nothing?

As for the figures in later generations said to possibly be Hong Yun's reincarnations, even if they really were, they still wouldn't be the true Hong Yun.

The Three Pure Ones had been transformed from Pan Gu's Primordial Spirit, but that absolutely didn't make them Pan Gu.

Hong Yun, who had originally possessed such deep fortune, had neither attained the Great Dao nor accomplished anything remarkable.

He'd died in a miserable self-destruction!

At least others had started their ventures, only for them to collapse midway. Hong Yun's story had ended before he'd even properly begun.

Thinking of it, Hong Yun could only let out a long sigh:

"Alas, how tragic!"

He began thinking about how to break out of this predicament and change his fate.

At that moment, Hong Yun, traveling through the chaos, showed no trace of sorrow. Instead, he was pouring out all his magical power.

He was filled with anticipation for the Purple Cloud Palace, the turning point of his fate.

Hong Yun urged Zhen Yuan Zi on:

"Brother, put your back into it! The sooner we get there, the sooner you can find yourself a good seat!"

Zhen Yuan Zi gave a wry smile as he poured out his magical power with all his might.

The two had no idea how long they'd been traveling through the chaos. They could only follow the directions Dao Ancestor Hongjun had left for the people of the Primordial Wilderness.

"Little Brother Hong Yun, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Saint Hongjun said the first lecture would be in three thousand years. The moment we heard his voice, we set off. How could we possibly be late?"

Despite his words, Hong Yun didn't let up.

The Great Dao was hidden in the chaos.

There was no time, no space, no myriad Great Daos!

They might have set off right away, but with their current cultivation, they could only work together to resist the erosion of the Chaos Qi as they traveled through it.

Who knew if they'd make it in time for the first wave?

Besides, when it came to things like this, sooner was always better.

Hong Yun smiled cheerfully.

"You'll understand someday just how good I've been to you!"

"Remember: fast, sure, and decisive!"

"If you spot a Prayer Mat, sit down immediately. Once you're seated, don't get up no matter what anyone else says!"

That's right. This time, Hong Yun wasn't planning to back down.

He was going to face things head-on!

If he got the chance, he planned to get Zhen Yuan Zi a seat, too.

He'd already repeated countless times along the way that Zhen Yuan Zi must stay seated no matter what.

Zhen Yuan Zi didn't understand why, but he knew those Prayer Mats must represent some kind of opportunity.

As they talked along the way, they suddenly felt a stir in their hearts.

They knew the Purple Cloud Palace had arrived!

Sure enough, a simple, ancient palace stood in the chaos ahead.

Even from far away, they could see the three enormous Daoist characters "Purple Cloud Palace" on its plaque!

They shone with a faint radiance, like a lighthouse!

The Chaos Qi was forced far away from the Purple Cloud Palace.

After taking a few more steps, the two entered the palace's domain, and the pressure of the chaos immediately eased.

They couldn't help feeling a little more at ease.