I transmigrated into the body of a good-for-nothing who'd been poisoned into stupidity. My family treated me like trash and packed me off to marry a brutal demon lord.
The whole sect was waiting to see how I'd die, and my fiancé even threatened to refine me into a puppet.
But they didn't know I'd turned around and enshrined a Pure-Hearted Goddess for myself. Even the demon lord's inner demons had to kneel and beg me for help.
While they were still painstakingly cultivating their spiritual power, I had already become the richest person on the continent by creating the God of Weaving and the God of Travel.
While they mocked me for having no combat ability, a guardian deity under my command smashed the sect's protective formation with a single slap.
Everyone stared in terror. "You good-for-nothing... who are you, really?!"
I smiled faintly as all the gods behind me bowed in worship. "I am your Divine Sovereign."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or people is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
