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 directed the flight of eighteen giant dragons in an up and down motion, striking Xie Lingfeng from all directions, fully unleashing the furious power of the Descending Dragon Palm.


Xie Lingfeng's gaze grew intense, his aura increasingly fierce. The sword in his hand shone with a brilliant light. In a moment, he thrust out the sword, and the Sword Qi was like a grand river, the sound of rushing water filled the atmosphere.


The Sword Qi swept across the giant dragons, causing roaring sounds and the collapse of the dragons. Although most of the Sword Qi had dissipated, it remained intensely sharp.


Xie Lingfeng's eyes were cold, a surge of Sword Qi wrapped around him, the brilliant light of the sword in his hand fluctuated, and between the ebb and flow of the Sword Qi, it was like the surge of countless rivers.


Chapter 82 Xu Yan vs Xie Lingfeng (Subscription Requested) _1