It All Began When I Woke Up with the Sharingan

A madcap work with no formula, just going with the flow!

A good-for-nothing suddenly gains powers? Then beautiful women throw themselves into his arms?

Heh, do you really think such a good thing could happen? Are you dreaming?

After getting powers, does he show off and face-slap people?

Sorry, there's no time for that.

Besides, his opponents are far beneath him. They can't even get close.

You open the door and happen to catch someone bathing?

If the person bathing is an enemy, they might kill you with a single strike.

Your perceptive abilities haven't improved at all, and you still call yourself a cultivator?

You've already become powerful. Do you still need to talk or make meaningless gestures?

Come on, even if it takes just 0.1 seconds, your opponent could kill you hundreds or thousands of times!

High-level cultivators don't need to speak. In an instant, they can exchange endless information with one another.

Famous masters in the ordinary world can guess what someone is thinking from their microexpressions. What about cultivators?

One glance is enough for them to know everything about an ordinary person!