Prehistoric: I Am the Innate Gourd Vine, Joining a Chat Group

[Prehistoric Genre + Heavens Chat Group + Mastermind Behind the Scenes + Slow-Burn Power Fantasy] Reborn in the Prehistoric era, I became the Innate Gourd Vine. Yes, that very same unlucky spiritual root that grew on Mount Buzhou, bore seven gourds, was eventually carved up by Sages, and had its vine body refined into the Whip of Creation. Hongjun is about to merge with the Dao, and the Zixiao Palace lecture will begin in a hundred years. Yang Xuan looked down at himself—a vine with seven flowers. Each one is a Gourd Baby! Just as he was falling into despair,

Ding! An invitation to the Heavens Chat Group has arrived.

Group members: Xiao Yan, Sun Wukong, Huang Rong, Zhang Sanfeng. Group Leader: Claims to be a high-level almighty. When Yang Xuan casually sent a wisp of Innate Spiritual Qi, the group exploded. Xiao Yan: "Holy crap! I broke through!" Sun Wukong: "Delicious! Do you have any more?" Huang Rong: "I am definitely clinging to this thigh!" Zhang Sanfeng: "An immortal... so this is an immortal!" Meanwhile, Yang Xuan looked at his immobile vine body and revealed a meaningful smile. A hundred years later, the Zixiao Palace lecture begins, and the strongest beings in the Prehistoric world are waiting to pluck his gourds. But they do not know. Behind this gourd vine are the protagonists from the myriad worlds of the heavens. From then on, a Sage appeared in the chat group, and the big shots of the myriad worlds all owed him karma. His gourds bloomed across the entire universe. "When I was just a gourd vine, you didn't take me seriously. Now, what should you call me?" All living beings bowed, "Welcome, the Primordial Supreme Gourd Mystic Dharma Profound Heaven Dao Ancestor!!!"