Chu Yuan Died Insanely Grabbing Benefits

Jiang Che ruffled the unruly hair on Dong'er's head. The little silver-haired girl was always impeccably well-behaved.

Unlike Yu Wan'er, who loved to stir up trouble, or Shen Yu, who was overly reserved, she was just... quiet. Like a cat, easy to overlook.

Yet her beauty was undeniably striking—though in Jiang Che's household, looks were the least remarkable trait.

None of the girls in Jiang Che's home could ever be called plain!

"Tsk tsk tsk, but since this kid’s so capable, I ought to spice things up for him!"

Jiang Che let out a sinister chuckle.

He planned to use this Chu Yuan to test the limits of the Heavenly Dao.

After all, as the Chosen One favored by the heavens, he should be... unkillable by lightning, right? Heh heh!

"Stop the strikes! Any more and I’ll really die!"

Chu Yuan wailed in despair.

[Ding! Host, as the bearer of the Ironhead System, how can you cower so pathetically? An Ironhead Mission has been issued!]

[Mission: We cultivators defy the heavens—how can we submit to heavenly tribulation lightning? Stand up immediately, flip off the lightning, and curse it loudly. Reward: 5 million Ironhead Points.]

Chu Yuan: "......"

Damn it, my sanity’s crumbling.

Already on the verge of being fried by the heavenly tribulation, and now this system wants me to provoke it further?

Trying to speedrun my death or what?

But there was no turning back now. He had no choice but to go all in!

Trembling, Chu Yuan staggered to his feet and raised a middle finger toward the sky.

"SCREW YOU, HEAVENS!!!"

His voice, amplified by spiritual energy, echoed far and wide—even startling the thunderclouds above.

And then... divine wrath descended.

The Heavenly Dao was truly enraged. How dare Chu Yuan, its chosen beneficiary, insult it to its face?

It was like sponsoring a student with vast resources, only for them to bite the hand that fed them once they succeeded.

The heavenly tribulation’s fury intensified severalfold. What was already a terrifying force—enough to obliterate any half-step Divine Transformation expert—now became downright apocalyptic.

"Goddamn it, this system’s gonna get me killed!!!"

The next instant, world-obliterating Violet Heavenly Thunder split the sky.

"AAAAHHH—!!!"

The cataclysmic tribulation had long drawn the attention of countless factions.

Jiang Ruoxu, the younger cousin, had arrived early and started a live broadcast.

This kid was back to his showboating antics!

And who was his audience?

Certainly not the mortal realm anymore!

His operations had expanded to the Nine Heavens.

After spending 100 million Show-off Points to buy a top-tier broadcasting setup from the "Show-off System," he leveraged his status as the 12th Scion of the Jiang Clan to attract a sizable viewership.

The Show-off Points rolled in like crazy.

With his Emperor-tier martial imprint, Quasi-Immortal Physique, status as a Jiang Clan scion in the lower realm, and being Jiang Che’s cousin—the hype was unreal.

"See that guy weathering the tribulation? He’s my junior, Chu Yuan! The lightning he’s drawing is even fiercer than what I faced back then!!"

Jiang Ruoxu had been stunned when he arrived. He’d assumed it was one of Jiang Che’s wives undergoing tribulation—who’d have guessed it was Chu Yuan?

"My junior’s talent might just rival mine. If he survives this... he’ll definitely forge a Quasi-Immortal Physique!!"

The younger cousin felt not a shred of envy. So what if it was an Immortal Physique?

He could afford one anyway.

Originally on Blue Star, his live-stream audience was extremely limited, with at most a few billion viewers. Even when he went all out to show off, the gains were only a few hundred thousand points of "show-off value."

But now, things were different!

His fanbase on the Nine Heavens Network had surpassed a hundred billion, with tens of billions tuning into his streams. A single live session could net him millions in show-off value, making even a celestial physique worth two to three billion points seem... not entirely out of reach.

Jiang Ruoxu had now mastered the art of showing off, frequently praising his cousin Jiang Che—even now, while live-streaming Chu Yuan’s tribulation, he was still earning some show-off points.

Chu Yuan’s heavenly tribulation was downright terrifying!

It sent shockwaves through many of the Nine Heavens’ top experts.

"What kind of tribulation is this? How can it be so horrifying?"

"You’re telling me this is a Transcendent Realm tribulation? Are you joking? Even I, a Martial God, am getting chills just watching!"

"This tribulation might surpass even the Ten Thousand Calamities Unbreakable Tribulation—it’s the kind only spoken of in legends!"

"No way… Could this be another celestial physique??? Otherwise, why would the heavens unleash something like this?"

"Is this mortal world just full of freaks? First, there was Jiang Che with his dual celestial physiques, and now another one?"

Meanwhile, Chu Yuan, the center of all this attention, was having the worst luck imaginable.

"Qi… Qi-blood pills! Soul-nourishing elixirs! Revival pills! Water of Life! Divine Essence!"

His body was already charred and mangled by the lightning. Desperate to survive, he was shoveling pills into his mouth by the handful, using every life-saving artifact he had.

His will to live was truly unbreakable.

"Damn, the Chosen One really is something else—an unkillable cockroach!"

"But it seems like he can still take a bit more pressure," Jiang Che mused with a grin.

Time for the celestial physique buffet!

With a flourish of special effects, Jiang Che conjured up four or five different celestial physiques and superimposed them all onto Chu Yuan.

To outsiders, nothing seemed amiss, but the Heavenly Dao sensed it immediately.

The Heavenly Dao paused for an unusually long time, as if weighing its options.

Then, in an instant, the tribulation escalated another level, nearly matching the scale of the one Jiang Che had faked during his own tribulation.

The only problem? Jiang Che’s tribulation had been pure special effects—completely harmless.

Chu Yuan’s was the real deal!!!

"No… no! Stop!!! System, save me!"

Chu Yuan was genuinely panicking. Who could survive a tribulation like this?

I’m done for!!!!!

...

"Huh? Why does this tribulation lightning liquid look different?"

Jiang Che glanced at the lightning pool and noticed the liquid inside was emitting wisps of immortal energy, its quality far surpassing what he had obtained before.

"Same scale of tribulation, yet the lightning liquid Chu Yuan triggered is at least ten times more potent than what I got last time."

Jiang Che narrowed his eyes.

Clearly, the Heavenly Dao had figured it out.

It had detected his special-effects celestial physiques before but still sent down a tribulation—even granting him lightning liquid.

Only, the tribulation’s intensity had been slightly weaker than the real deal, and the lightning liquid’s quality had been inferior.

"Heh… interesting. The Heavenly Dao is quite amusing."

Jiang Che chuckled, then drained the lightning pool of all its liquid.

He spared a glance at Chu Yuan.

By now, Chu Yuan’s soul had scattered—even the Chosen One couldn’t withstand a tribulation of that magnitude.

However... the subsystem wasn’t unbound, so Chu Yuan was only faking his death.

That guy’s methods were endless—though, who knows, maybe providence finally gave him a break.

"Good thing he’s not dead. Such a fine cash cow—if he’d really kicked the bucket, I’d have been heartbroken,"

Jiang Che said mournfully, though the grin on his face just wouldn’t stay down!

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