Stinky Pig is chubby

"If someone has to become the strongest, why can't it be me?"
An unfortunate young man, brought to another world by a meteor, voices his unwillingness with a defiant roar.
I just want to create a fantastical world that doesn't seem too unreal.
Pre-reading Reminder 1: If you think human nature can simply be divided into good or bad, proceed with caution.
Pre-reading Reminder 2: If you believe a sect is just a crowd of people flattering the protagonist, proceed with caution. 
Pre-reading Reminder 3: If you think the whole world is a stage for the protagonist to show off, and all people are merely stepping stones for the protagonist, proceed with caution.

I Can See Your Combat Power

"Perfect, heartfelt." Clan Head Tang Zhi praised with a smile, "Who would have thought that Elder Luo Zong had such a talent. It's truly mesmerizing."


If you ask who was the first to know the Minor Spiritual Realm could not be saved, there is no doubt it would be the Tang Luo in front of them. But if it wasn't for the fact he had figured it out beforehand, he would have been swept up by Tang Luo's performance, full of hysteria, madness, and threads of sorrow shining in his eyes, leaving one unable to distinguish between reality and pretend.


"You're flattering me, Clan Head," Tang Luo responded calmly. It may have seemed like he was just acting. At least his sadness was real. Even though he knew that the Demon King would self-destruct to secure the freedom of the Blood God, the thought of the Demon King, who was unmatched in benevolence and righteousness, dying so, filled him with regret and made him feel downcast.


Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty-Two: Worship