Transmigrated into the Primordial World as the first iron-eating beast, I've bound to a godly slacker system and become a war pet of the ancestor witch Hou Tu. Rolling around is my life motto; cultivation and enlightenment are but fleeting clouds. I can grow stronger just by lying down! But ever since that day, my owner Hou Tu has changed... I am Hou Tu, one of the ancestor witches. I raised a big, clumsy bear, but ever since that day, I can hear its thoughts. "I, the iron-eating beast, love beast milk the most!" "If you can't even figure this out, what are you doing as an ancestor witch?" "Becoming a Dao, becoming a Dao, are you so eager to change your name? Fine, the Witch-Yao War is imminent, I'll move to the underworld in advance, so that when I wake up...