Poison My Fish Pond? I’ll Drain Fifty Years of Your Lifespan

The village tyrant poured highly toxic pesticide into the fishpond I had leased, cutting off my livelihood. Then he tried to drag away my feverish little sister to settle the debt.

As I stared at the dead fish floating belly-up across the pond, the invisible death line hidden in my palm for twenty years finally snapped!

My left hand commands creation, bringing dead wood back to life. My right hand commands decay, stripping away vitality!

I plunged my left hand into the water, and in an instant, every dead fish in the pond mutated into a prized golden-scaled fish. The provincial capital’s richest man eagerly paid tens of millions to reserve the whole pond overnight!

I grabbed the village tyrant’s wrist with my right hand. His proud, burly body shriveled up, his black hair turned white, and thirty years of his life were drained away on the spot. Terrified, he collapsed to his knees, kowtowing and begging for mercy!

From a bankrupt young man living in abject poverty to the master of life before whom the world’s powerful bow.

A single blade of grass I grow can extend a tycoon’s life by ten years. The rules I set are the iron laws of this world!

What will you offer in exchange for your life today?