Cosmic Ruler - Chapter 251

Chapter 251: Less Time More Power III

Aiden stared at the River of Time for what felt like years, completely immersed in its flow. When he finally opened his eyes, it took a moment for him to register his surroundings. Everything around him seemed off—slow, like the world was moving frame by frame.

“Is it just me, or am I seeing things in slow motion?” Aiden mumbled, noticing how even the air seemed to crawl sluggishly. The only thing that moved at a normal pace was the River of Time itself, flowing endlessly without interruption.

[You’ve comprehended the Rule of Acceleration,] Nexus’s voice echoed in his mind, though even her voice seemed to come from afar, slow and drawn out. Aiden glanced toward her, noticing that her movements were also in slow motion, though she simply sat across from him with calm eyes.

[Don’t worry, our connection through the cube allows us to communicate unaffected by the Rule. This little rule isn’t enough to interfere with us,] Nexus added, her voice clear in his mind despite the warped reality around him.

Aiden nodded, understanding. [Though it seems you’ve yet to fully control it,] Nexus remarked, her tone instructive.

“I’ll work on mastering it now,” Aiden replied mentally, then refocused his attention on the River of Time. He began to study its flow more deeply, realizing that while he had gained an understanding of Time Acceleration, he still needed to fully harness and control it.

With a renewed focus, Aiden immersed himself in comprehending the Rule of Time more completely. He needed not just to observe its flow but to gain full mastery over its intricacies, ensuring he could command time at will.

Aiden sat cross-legged, staring intently at the River of Time flowing steadily before him. It was an ethereal sight—an endless stream that seemed to embody both the past and future in a single, fluid motion. Every ripple of its surface shimmered with ancient knowledge, and Aiden knew that grasping its essence fully would push him closer to the Saint Realm.

But the real challenge lay ahead. The Rule of Acceleration had seeped into his consciousness without warning, giving him the ability to alter time’s flow, but also burdening him with the task of controlling it. Right now, everything around him moved in slow motion—an overwhelming sensation that felt both empowering and disorienting.

He waved his hand experimentally, watching as it sliced through the air in languid, drawn-out motions, each movement painfully slow. His thoughts raced far faster than his body could respond. I can see everything happening in real-time, but my actions feel trapped in slow motion, he thought with frustration.

Aiden tried again, this time standing up, but the act of getting to his feet felt like pushing against a heavy current. He stumbled slightly, watching as his movements lagged far behind his intent. The world around him crawled, but his mind kept functioning at a rapid pace.

“This isn’t right,” Aiden muttered to himself, his voice echoing in the stillness like a distant memory. “I should have control over this… not the other way around.”

He glanced around, trying to focus on Nexus, who still sat calmly across from him, watching his struggle with patient eyes. Even her smallest movements—a blink, the subtle shift of her posture—seemed to stretch out in slow motion. The only thing that moved naturally was the River of Time, flowing untouched by the acceleration Aiden had accidentally triggered.

[You’ve learned the Rule of Acceleration,] Nexus’s voice echoed in his mind again, clear as day despite the distorted reality around him. [But you haven’t mastered it yet.]

Aiden knew she was right. Gaining comprehension was one thing—control was another. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his mind. “Okay,” he whispered to himself, though even the sound of his voice took longer to reach his ears. “Let’s try this again.”

He stretched out his hand and focused all his attention on bringing it back to its normal speed. He could feel the flow of time within him, the subtle tug of the Rule of Acceleration pulling everything around him into slow motion. But despite his best efforts, he couldn’t quite get the balance right. His hand moved slightly faster, but it was still far from natural.

Frustration mounted. He closed his eyes, trying to feel the rhythm of the River of Time, hoping to sync his control over the Rule with its flow. But the more he tried to focus, the more he realized how chaotic his understanding still was. Time was not something to be bent or manipulated carelessly—it was an unyielding force, and Aiden had only scratched the surface of what it meant to control it.

After what felt like hours, Aiden tried again, this time willing his entire body to accelerate. But instead of moving faster, his limbs felt heavy, almost frozen, as if time was pushing back against him. His frustration grew, and he gritted his teeth. “I can’t… let this rule control me,” he muttered through clenched teeth.

Again, he tried to take a step forward, only to find his movements sluggish and difficult to control. His perception of time remained sharp—too sharp. He could see everything in excruciating detail—the way the dust particles floated in the air, the faintest flicker of Nexus’s hair as it caught a breeze. But none of it was within his grasp to manipulate. His mind ran faster than his body could follow, and it made every moment feel like a trap.

“Why… can’t… I… control… it?” Aiden muttered, struggling against the invisible chains that held him in this slow-motion prison. His voice came out strained, every word taking longer to form and hang in the air.

[You’re trying to force it,] Nexus’s voice cut through his frustration, though she spoke slowly, matching his distorted perception. [The Rule of Time doesn’t yield to force—it requires balance.]

Aiden paused, her words sinking in. He took another deep breath, trying to let go of his impatience. If time couldn’t be controlled by sheer force, then maybe he needed to take a different approach. He sat back down, his body still feeling slow and awkward, but his mind began to calm.

He closed his eyes again, this time reaching out with his senses rather than his will. He tried to feel the Rule of Time as it naturally flowed through him, as it existed in the River of Time itself. Instead of trying to impose his control, he let the rule guide him.

Minutes passed—maybe hours, Aiden couldn’t tell—but something began to shift. Slowly, he started to sense the rhythm of time as a subtle, constant pulse. It wasn’t something to be bent or broken; it was something to be understood and worked with, like the tides of an ocean.

With each breath, he let go of his need for control, simply allowing himself to observe and feel. The slow-motion distortion around him started to ease. His body no longer felt as sluggish, and the tension began to release from his muscles. The world was still slower than normal, but it was becoming less of a prison and more of a state he could influence.

Aiden opened his eyes again, feeling a newfound clarity. His movements were still slower than usual, but now, they responded more fluidly to his thoughts. He was starting to understand—time wasn’t something to be forced. It had to be balanced, harmonized with.

He raised his hand again, and this time, instead of trying to accelerate or slow it, he simply let it move naturally. The slow-motion effect faded slightly, not fully, but enough to let him know he was on the right track.

[Better,] Nexus’s voice echoed, [but you still have more to learn. Don’t rush the process.]

Aiden nodded. He wasn’t there yet, but now he understood: mastering the Rule of Time wasn’t about pushing against its flow—it was about working in harmony with it. As he sat back down to resume his meditation, the world around him continued to slow, but this time, it no longer felt like an obstacle. It felt like a challenge he was finally beginning to understand.

A few months passed, and Aiden stood up, moving effortlessly in a world that still seemed to operate in slow motion around him. His body, once sluggish in the altered time flow, now moved naturally, in perfect sync with his environment. He opened his eyes, a glimmer of understanding settling within them. As his hands traced the air around him, he murmured to himself, “I understand now. Time is in everything here—from the smallest speck of dirt to the highest mountain. To control myself in this world, I had to first isolate myself from time, then take command of it.”

[You’ve finally grasped it,] Nexus spoke, her voice calm, though inside she was in shock. According to all known records, the Rule of Time typically took cultivators an average of 61 years to comprehend fully. Yet here was Aiden, having achieved the same in just 13 years and a few months.