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?

The elder dared not probe any further. Someone who can persuade such a powerful grandmaster to serve as a coachman must undoubtedly have an extraordinary status, which he couldn't afford to offend.


As for Meng Shushu, he was nowhere to be found in the carriage.


"According to the clues, Meng Shushu has fled to the Iron Mountain County. Now that we have cordoned off Iron Mountain County, let's see how he can escape. But is the information accurate?"


Iron Mountain County was an impoverished and remote place. Meng Shushu fleeing there was tantamount to courting death, wasn't it?


Meng Chong drove the carriage towards Green Forest City. Inside the carriage, Meng Shushu had some worries. The fellow he had hired was a Grandmaster.


"Brother Meng, are you a peak Grandmaster?"


He now had some doubts that Meng Chong might be colluding with those men, coveting his treasures.


Chapter 126: Thousand Star Lake Wushuang Pavilion, Honing One's Mindset_1