Chu Yuan Died? Frenzied Wool-Gathering!

Jiang Che rubbed the tuft of hair atop Dong'er's head. The silver-haired Little Loli was always incredibly well-behaved.

Unlike Yu Wan'er, who loved to stir up trouble, or Shen Yu, who was so quiet and gloomy, she was simply obedient... like a kitten, easy to overlook.

Yet her looks were exceptionally outstanding. Still, appearance was the least noteworthy thing in Jiang Che's household.

There wasn't a single ugly girl in Jiang Che's home!

"Tut, tut, tut. But since this kid is so formidable, I should add some extra kick to it!"

Jiang Che let out a sinister cackle.

He planned to use Chu Yuan to test where the Heavenly Dao's limits lay.

After all, as the Lord of Heaven's Mandate, favored by the Heavenly Dao, he should be... impossible to strike to death, right? Hehehe!

"Stop striking already! One more strike and I'll really die!"

Chu Yuan wailed.

Ding! As the host of the Iron Head System, how could the host possibly be so stifled? An Iron Head mission has now been issued!

Mission: We cultivators are those who defy the heavens. How can we submit to the Heavenly Dao's lightning tribulation? Immediately stand up, raise your middle finger at the lightning tribulation, and loudly curse it to receive 5 million Iron Head Value.

Chu Yuan: "..."

His damn mentality had completely collapsed.

He had already been struck half to death by the Heavenly Tribulation, and now it wanted him to challenge the lightning tribulation?

Was this because it thought he wasn't dying fast enough?

But he had no way out now. He could only go all in!

Chu Yuan shakily rose to his feet and raised a middle finger at the heavens.

"Fuck you, you damned heavens!!!"

Amplified by spiritual power, his voice carried farther and