Start a broken medicine garden, but the time flow rate is a hundred times that of the outside world?
The sacred grass is like a cabbage seed, and the forbidden magic elixir can be pinched at will!
Others are still practicing hard, but I am free from pills!
The arrogant princess who broke off her engagement in the past is now chasing me and calling me "husband"; the cold-blooded devil saint is willing to stain the sky with my blood.
Sorry, I'm not a genius, I'm just a bastard with the memory of the Alchemy Emperor!
Very well written, I like it