The Profound Firmament Realm: I Slay Gods Three Thousand Times with My Silver Tongue

My name is Chu Wushuang. I've lived for three thousand years, and my sword has slain the divine beings of the Nine Heavens. I'm at the pinnacle of martial prowess. In the Xuanqiong Realm, cultivators keep themselves alive by ranting: the harsher the insults, the stronger the spiritual power.

Bound to the [Sharp-Tongued Champion System], I can grow stronger by roasting people. Xie Liang's poisonous tongue made me shut myself away for three hundred years. Now I'm going to use my sharp words to bring down the Heavenly Dao.

The villains are all drama queens: the emperor wears women's clothes beneath his imperial robes, the empress is a madwoman who controls the scene, and my stepmother keeps sending people to their deaths. A yandere has hunted me through three lifetimes, only to beg me to take him as a pet in the end?

Our daily bickering brings down thunder tribulations. Xie Liang and I love and fight each other, cracking jokes as my cultivation skyrockets. I lie flat in a gloomy haze while verbally blasting gods into oblivion, and my combat power keeps shooting off the charts!

Now I stand atop the Ninth Heaven and look back with a smile. "Xie Liang, ascending to immortality? Bring your sharp-tongued second uncle along!"

Theme: A word becomes prophecy, every syllable a blade. The karma of speech is a knife that cuts without leaving a trace!