64 ch
I, a reclusive master take on a disciple. I save a protagonist every ten years on average.
In the first decade, I gave them a cultivation manual.
In the second decade, I gave them a legendary sword.
In the third decade, I passed on my lifetime’s worth of skills.
Finally, I realized, damn it, They turned out to be the same person all along! Now they’ve come knocking on my door, insisting I go out.
They don’t understand the heart of a true homebody! I’m not going out!