I, a Menial Servant of the Demon Sect, Used Crude Pill Tricks to Pass Myself Off as a False God

I'm the lowest-ranking odd-job disciple in the Demon Sect. I have no advanced cultivation techniques, no heaven-defying System, no prestigious family background. I only know two basic little spells and a crude method of alchemy.

The sect sees me as an ant, the righteous sects see me as a fiend, and in these troubled times, ordinary people are as disposable as grass.

But no one knows that true divine might has never been about power that reaches the heavens. It's about knowing how to manipulate people's hearts.

A flawed pill can calm the spirit, so I call it a holy medicine that saves the world. Netherfire can condense into mist, so I call it a heavenly miracle. A few clever words can make believers diehard loyalists, make the powerful suspicious of one another, and make enemies destroy themselves.

I don't cultivate divine powers to crush all living things. I use spells and pills to set the stage, and schemes to manipulate people's hearts and make myself a god.

From a lowly servant trampled by everyone, I deceive believers step by step, subdue my rivals, suppress the Demon Sect, intimidate the righteous sects, and become an unknown true god worshipped on bended knee by all!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.