I Just Want to Be a Good Person

You may not believe it, but I am really a good person. Although in order to piece together that damn salvation formula, I conveniently drained the ten thousand year spiritual veins of the nine immortal sects, hung the so-called "leader of the right path" in front of the mountain gate and blew the cold wind for three days and three nights, and even tore up those handed down Bibles and roasted sweet potatoes in front of everyone in the world. In the eyes of the world, I simply have "crazy" written into my genome. I am the ultimate world-destroying villain with an IQ so high that it makes God worry, and my methods are so ruthless that the King of Hell wants to abdicate. The whole world is crowdfunding to buy my life, and even the dogs on the roadside will spit out my wanted poster when they pass by. But in fact, I am really an innocent and kind-hearted boy who holds three salvation meetings for an ant even if he tramples it to death, helps 3,000 old ladies cross the road every day, and even feeds every withered grass on the roadside a sip of milk tea! Hey! I feel aggrieved too, okay? This world is so difficult to navigate. Fairy, stop pricking. I really just want to be a good person!