I woke up from a nap and found I'd transmigrated from my final exam hall to a continent of beast tamers.
While everyone else struggled to contract spirit beasts, I awakened a golden finger that let me refine pills.
A good-for-nothing beast tamer? Divine beasts lined up, begging me to feed them.
One casual pill turned a good-for-nothing pet into an ancient divine dragon, leaving every genius at school questioning their lives.
The haughty campus beauty fought over me, reclusive clans competed to arrange marriages, and the greatest sects offered astronomical salaries to recruit me.
Then one day, as I refined an ancient divine pill, a Nine-Heavens Divine Phoenix suddenly descended. “Master, I've waited ten thousand years for you...”
