Honghuang: Going Bald Made Me Stronger

Lin Que transmigrated to the Primordial World and obtained an Effort-Pays-Off Great Dao System.

As long as he stuck to his daily workout:

100 push-ups.

100 sit-ups.

100 squats.

A 10-kilometer run… he would grow stronger.

Ten years later, he was bald and invincible.

But he himself had no idea.

He thought he was just an ordinary mortal in good shape.

He didn’t know that the iron wok he used for cooking

had once shattered a sage’s magical treasure with a single blow.

He didn’t know that the broom he used to sweep the floor had once smacked the Four Seas Dragon Kings flying over a disagreement.

He didn’t know that the calligraphy he casually tossed aside was revered by the Three Xiao Sisters as their island’s most precious treasure, and that they studied it day and night.

He didn’t know that a single bark from his scruffy dog could make Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s divine sense collapse on the spot.

When every sage in the Primordial World nervously put on a show of brotherly harmony at his doorstep,

Lin Que merely scratched his bald head and said with complete sincerity,

“Immortal masters, I’m begging you, believe me. I’m really not some peerless expert. I’m just an ordinary bald guy who keeps up with his workouts!”