Half a clear breeze

Li Xuan found himself in a predicament after transmigrating without the luxury of a system or plug-ins. To evade notice, he took refuge in a small mountain village. However, one day, he was mistaken for a reclusive expert, he was forcefully adopted as a master by an eager disciple who refused to take no for an answer.

Struggling with his moral compass, Li Xuan initially rejected the disciple's proposal due to his commitment to honesty. Yet, faced with persistent insistence and tempting offers, he reluctantly crafted fictional cultivation techniques. Much to his astonishment, the disciple not only embraced these fabricated teachings but successfully cultivated with remarkable prowess.

Witnessing his disciple's thunderous muscles, resilient bones, and potent vital force, Li Xuan couldn't fathom the inexplicable success. Bewildered, he exclaimed, "I fabricated it all! How did you manage to cultivate so successfully? What kind of monster are you?"

To add to the perplexity, a mysterious Golden Finger manifested: "Your disciple mastered the technique you invented from scratch. Your flawless completion of the technique has enhanced your strength a hundredfold compared to others at the same level!"

I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them?

Xu Yan drove the eighteen giant dragons, flipping and flying up and down from all directions to attack Xie Lingfeng, unleashing the furious might of the Subduing Dragon Palm to its fullest extent.


Xie Lingfeng's gaze grew solemn as the aura around him became increasingly sharp. The Precious Sword in his hand shone brightly, and at a certain moment, a thrust issued forth, with the Sword Qi like great rivers, the sound of surging waters ringing out.


The Sword Qi swept across the giant dragons, the roaring sound echoing as the dragons collapsed, and although the Sword Qi was also mostly dissipated, it remained fierce.


Xie Lingfeng's eyes were piercing cold as a surge of Sword Qi wrapped around him. The Precious Sword in his hand glimmered, and as the Sword Qi surged, it was like thousands of rivers rushing forth.


Chapter 82 Xu Yan vs Xie Lingfeng (Request for Subscription)