Slay the Gods: From the Start, Two Punches Shattered My Dream of Becoming a God

Everyone looks down on me, but I'm the one who proves them wrong. (Xie Ling: "Sigh... Why does everyone say my thought process is so weird?")

I just chose a chubby hot pot skewered with Poseidon's trident, with barbecue on the side, instead of choosing between hot pot and barbecue!

What's the difference?!

[Lin Qiye (slams book down and roars)]: I don't get it! Why does everyone say he's better than me? This guy used [Nyx's black stockings as wristbands] and stole [Poseidon's trident to use as a barbecue skewer]! And you call him an agent?

[Zhao Kongcheng (pointing knowingly with a cigarette in his mouth)]: Tsk, I told you all ages ago that Xie Ling had [the potential to become a god and a talent for charging protection fees]!

[Poseidon (furious)]: Xie Ling! Where's my gigantic divine artifact?! [Give me back my trident!!! Wait! You listed it at auction to trade for spicy strips?!]

[Loki (trembling)]: Ha... hahaha... You're finished, Xie Ling! Odin is... (Bang! Odin goes flying...)

[Xie Ling (tilting his head with a smile)]: “Why would a stubborn Bronze like you need a divine artifact? Be good! Hand it over!”

When a ridiculous “thought process” becomes the norm, and [divine artifacts] become spicy strips,

Xie Ling's journey of [wild antics] is bound to turn the entire Slay the Gods world upside down, [with everyone kitted out in god-tier gear].

[Slay the Gods fanfiction + gods + blind monk + passionate comedy + no female lead + everyone messing around + slow-burn growth + spicy-strip economics]

Click to witness the hardcore daily life of history's most “inhuman” agent, the Rift's Ultimate Disarmer!