I thought I could just lie down and accept my fate as a useless person who cultivated immortality, but I unexpectedly awakened to the law of time.
Others have practiced hard for ten years, but I have a hundred years of skill at the snap of a finger.
Not enough elixir? Time accelerates for thousands of years, and useless elixirs become magical elixirs!
Strong enemy suppresses the situation? One look speeds up a hundred million times, and the enemy instantly turns into withered bones!
It wasn't until the saplings I randomly inspired turned into building trees, and the little fish I raised turned into dragons, that I realized that the long river of time in this world... Was actually written by me.
——But why is that disciple who keeps chasing me and calling me "Master" not within my law of time?
