I'm Crazy and Sick, So What's Your Excuse?

Modern urban high martial arts + fantasy imagination + multiple women, no female lead

My name is Li Zhi. Everyone says I'm a demonic cultivator! Am I? Am I? Am I? Am I?!

"I'm clearly a righteous cultivator from a prestigious sect, practicing the Pure Righteous Qi Art. How dare you slander me as a demonic cultivator? I'll drain every last one of you!"

Then thick black mist billowed up behind him. Crimson patterns crawled over his face and neck as he threw back his head and howled, looking utterly deranged...

"Our senior brother is mighty! He's absolutely a righteous cultivator from a prestigious sect, and his Pure Righteous Qi is as pure as they come. How could he compare to you heretical cultivators?"

"Exactly! Senior Brother has always hated evil and fought demons to protect the righteous path. He's the very guardian of righteousness!"

The Evil God's emissary was dumbstruck. Brother, do you want to take a look at yourself right now? This pure demonic aura of yours is the most authentic demonic art imaginable. How can you have the nerve to call yourself a righteous cultivator?!

And what's wrong with your fellow disciples? Are they all blind? You can't see what you look like right now, and neither can they?

A bunch of lunatics!

Bang! A police officer slammed his hand down on the table!

"When he comes out of the secret realm, arrest him! He's definitely an emissary of the Evil God! For all we know, he killed his own family. This time, I'm going to interrogate him properly, and I'll make him talk!"

"I admit that when I'm not having an episode, I'm full of righteousness. When I am having an episode, I'm still full of righteousness. My clothes are just a little dirty, and my magic power is a little dark!"

"An old man once said that whether a cat is black or white, it's a good cat if it catches mice. What does its color matter?"