I Sell Fake Elixirs in the Immortal Realm

Wang Jin is going to die.

Not with an Immortal Venerable's flying sword through his heart, nor by being struck on the head by heavenly lightning, but by starving to death.

As his mother coughs up her last mouthful of blood and the Immortal Alliance takes away the last half-sack of moldy rice, this lowliest servant of Danxia Sect mixes rat droppings with a widow's tears and rolls them into the first counterfeit Foundation Establishment Pill.

“Eat up, you marrow-sucking immortals!”

He laughs as he watches an elder's head shrink into his chest while his body swells to three zhang tall;

He watches noblewomen fight over fake pregnancy pills, until an Immortal Consort's swollen belly gives birth to a demon fetus;

He watches an undercover agent from the Counterfeit Drug Investigation Bureau swallow a truth-speaking Gu and livestream his confession to embezzling eighty million spirit stones in the Lingxiao Hall!

When a hundred thousand refugees saved by fake medicine devour the Immortal Alliance's golden body, when diarrhea pills crash the immortal realm's economy and spark a cultivator uprising, and when a paradox pill poisons the Heaven's Will Certification System into a fatal crash...

Wang Jin stands atop the ruins of the Immortal-Slaying Formation and proclaims his madness to the Three Realms:

“One fake pill can poison an Immortal Emperor, ten can short the Underworld, and a hundred can make the Heavenly Dao grow tumors!”

“Who says ants can't slay gods? Who dares claim the false can't defeat the true?”

“The Nine Heavens' social security fund gets wiped out tonight! If you want to live,

trade your immortal bones for fake medicine!”

From a servant whose dignity was crushed by the Immortal Alliance to the “Poison Sect” who throws the Three Realms into chaos with fake medicine, he will use the filthiest mud to rot the “pure and righteous immortal path” under this Heavenly Dao.