Alchemy and Public Humiliation: I'm the Medicine God in America

The sect stripped me of my cultivation and dumped me in a garbage heap in the Eagle Kingdom.

Luckily, I got bound to the [Alchemy Through Ranting System]...

With half a bottle of medicated oil, I refined a divine pill that made people die of embarrassment. The underworld boss took it and burst into tears as he confessed his love.

Vampire nobles stayed up all night waiting for my livestream, begging to be my top donor.

The Alchemy Council sent someone to ambush me. I fired back with a barrage of fireworks that left him humiliated all across the West Coast.

The sect sent spies to hunt me down. I sat on the rooftop across the street, munching on spicy strips as I livestreamed: "Go ahead and look. I'm shooting a movie over here."

My heaven-defying path overseas depends entirely on this mouth of mine.

The harsher I curse, the stronger the pills work.

By the time they received the report saying it had all been a false alarm...

I was already preparing to return home and settle the score.